"Sleep in the guest room."
Jing Chenyun nodded and touched Mo Ranxing's little head, "Xingxing, go take a shower."
"Okay!" She went to her little room, picked up her clothes and went into the bathroom.
Jing Qingze felt a little jealous because the girl next door had her own room, but he could only sleep in the guest room.
Every five minutes, Jing Chenyun would knock on the door to make sure she was safe.
Jing Chenyun picked up the remote control on the sofa, turned on the TV, and skillfully found the program he wanted to watch.
Jing Qingze looked at him silently. His son was really different. He liked watching legal education programs. His nephews and nieces at home all watched cartoons when they were young.
Jing Chenyun turned his head and said, "My mother once asked me, what if your family came to my house and wanted to take me away?"
"I won't do that. I respect all the wishes of you and your mother." He approached them cautiously over the past six months because he was afraid that they would be disgusted.
He didn't dare to be conceited that Jiang Qingyi still loved him.
She neither resisted nor accepted his approach, just like he did back then. This time it was his turn to be unable to see what she was thinking.
"Brother, I'm done washing."
Hearing this, Jing Chenyun put down the remote control and took her hand, "Go blow dry your hair."
Jing Qingze followed behind them and saw that he was taking care of people in an orderly manner, but he could not help at all.
He has never taken such good care of Qingyi.
Wanjiezhu, who understood his thoughts, said: You deserve to be buried in the crematorium for chasing your wife. If you want to chase your wife, please follow the example of the dog host.
After the two children fell asleep, Jing Qingze waited downstairs for Jiang Qingyi to come back, but saw her talking and laughing with a man.
She never smiled at him like that again after they met.
"Qingyi, you're back." He stepped forward, speaking in an intimate tone.
Jiang Qingyi glanced at him and said goodbye to the person next to her.
After entering the elevator, we were speechless.
"Who is he?" Jing Qingze couldn't help but ask.
"Pursuer." Jiang Qingyi took out his cell phone and checked the time.
The baby should be asleep by now.
He held her wrist tentatively, "Don't promise him, okay?"
"Then do I promise you?" She looked up, her eyes calm.
"B-Can I?" He was a little nervous, thinking that people who owed something were insecure.
"No." She curled her lips and walked out of the elevator.
The light in Jing Qingze's eyes dimmed, "Then how can we do it?"
"Guess." She admitted that she had the evil intention of making him experience her original mood.
Jiang Qingyi took a shower and went to look for a hair dryer after coming out.
Jing Qingze silently went to Jing Chenyun's room and took out the hair dryer, "I'll help you blow dry."
Jiang Qingyi glanced at him, lying on the sofa and watching videos, "Go ahead."
Jing Qingze carefully lifted her hair and plugged in the power.
"Who did you learn this from?" He actually knows how to take care of people.
"son."
"You're not even half as good as the cub."
A slight noise interrupted Jing Qingze's silence. He was quietly blowing her hair.
When I was blow-drying her hair, I found that she had fallen asleep and her phone was turned off and fell on the sofa.
Jing Qingze unplugged the power cord, put the hair dryer away, then squatted in front of her and looked at her.
The sound of the hair dryer died down, Jiang Qingyi woke up, and met his gentle eyes.
He went to hold her hand, "Qingyi, please give me a chance. I will learn how to express myself and how to take care of you and our son."
Jiang Qingyi stretched out her hand and said, "If I don't give you a chance, do you think you can add my contact information? Not to mention getting in."
"Jing Qingze, in the past six months, you haven't received any response, and you can't guess the answer. Do you feel good?"
"It's not good. I know I was wrong. I will tell you next time. Please don't ignore me."
"I know I shouldn't drag you down with the past, but I want you to go back and take a look."
"I've made travel guides for all the places you said you wanted to travel with me. The notebook is right next to your bed. I've filled it up with notes, but you never seem to have opened it."
"I'm sleepy. Let's talk about it tomorrow. The night makes people sentimental." Jiang Qingyi paused slightly, then got up and left.
"Also, do you want to think about what your last name should be?"
She seemed to remember that there was a very thick pink notebook there, which gradually became stained from its brand new appearance.
She once wondered when he, who liked dark colors, would also start to like this color, but because it was his thing, she thought it was prudent to do so and never opened it.
After leaving him, she came to her senses and thought carefully, and found loopholes everywhere. However, she was used to keeping her head down, and the only time she was unwilling to do so was after leaving him, when she analyzed herself bit by bit.
When it comes to a sense of security, it's better to give it to yourself.
Nowadays love is just the icing on the cake.
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