[Period + Sweet Romance + Rough Man + Raising Children + Transmigration] What to do when you transmigrate into a novel and become a short-lived cannon fodder female supporting character who dies tr...
But today, He Qingshan did not come in when he got home. Instead, he stopped at the entrance for a while and picked up the bag that Su Ningning had placed in the cabinet at the door.
He knew which bag Su Ningning liked to carry when she was young, so he took it skillfully, opened it, and then stuffed something in it.
Originally, He Qingshan only intended to stuff things into the bag and had no intention of looking at what was in Su Ningning's bag, but a small doll in Su Ningning's bag obviously caught his attention.
He Qingshan picked up the doll and thought it was a cartoon character at first, but when he looked closely, he realized that the doll was himself...
This guy’s idol doesn’t look like himself, but he actually doesn’t know because he doesn’t look in the mirror very often. But he has to admit that the doll is very nice!
My wife specially made a doll of him and hung it on her key. How much does she love him?
The corners of He Qingshan's mouth curled up slightly, and all the fatigue from a day's running outside disappeared. He put the key back in the door, and then went straight upstairs to find Su Ningning.
The three children have all gone to bed. Suningning did not stay up late to read today and has already gone to bed.
In fact, taking care of children is more tiring than going to work! After taking care of the children for most of the day, Su Ningning was also sleepy at this point. She vaguely heard footsteps, and then heard someone taking a shower in the bathroom, but the house was big and the bathroom was well soundproofed, so she couldn't hear clearly, and then she quickly fell into a half-asleep state.
Until the soft bed beside her collapsed, the man's slender and strong arms hugged her.
Su Ningning hummed, vaguely: "I'm sleepy."
He Qingshan hummed, kissed the back of her head, and held her in his arms: "I'll hold you while you sleep, dear."
But when Su Ningning really fell into his arms, listening to his steady and strong heartbeat and smelling the soapy scent on his body after he had just taken a shower, she suddenly didn't want to sleep anymore.
They hadn't seen each other for a day, and she fell asleep as soon as he got home, so they didn't even have time to talk.
Su Ningning hesitated for a while, wondering whether to continue sleeping or open her eyes to talk to He Qingshan. As her sleepiness gradually faded, she leaned on his neck and chin, put her small hands on his shoulders, and asked casually, "Is the pager going well?"
He Qingshan patted her gently and said, "It's going smoothly. The first batch of robots have been produced."
Then, he changed the subject and asked her another question: "Where did you buy that doll?"
Su Ningning was a little overwhelmed at first, but then she thought, maybe he saw the little animals she had made in the afternoon on the table in the living room?
She said casually, "My sculptures look great, don't they? Sister Hong and Sister Mei both said that my sculptures look a lot like them."
The woman's tone was joyful. She was like a little girl, innocent and cute.
He Qingshan rubbed her and couldn't help kissing her forehead: "It's very beautiful, can you make one for me too? I'll hang it on my key, or two is fine, I'll put it in the car."
Su Ningning agreed immediately: "Okay, but what kind do you want?"
He Qingshan raised his eyebrows: "Is there another choice?"
"Well, anything is fine as long as it's not too complicated."
He Qingshan thought for a moment and said, "Then make a sculpture of our family of five and put it in the car. Then, make a sculpture of you alone for me."
Su Ningning was a little embarrassed: "Pinch myself? Let me think about it. It's easy to pinch others, but I'm not sure what my characteristics are when I pinch myself. I'll find photos to compare later."
Unexpectedly, He Qingshan turned over and pressed her under him, his hot breath sprayed into her ears, and he said in a low voice: "Let me tell you what your characteristics are."