"That's what I had left. I ate half of it and went out to have something to do." Ning Jinping said solemnly, his face without a smile showing no sign of anger.

Ning Jinping opened his mouth, but no one dared to say more.

Feng Peihong's face was even more sarcastic and boring.

She had already eaten dinner and was too embarrassed to occupy her seat anymore, so she stood up and gave up her seat.

So everyone except Feng Peihong sat around the table.

Ning Zhenqian sat where Tao Zi had sat, and Mo Wang climbed onto the chair next to him. Yan Zhuang invited Feng Peihong to sit down again. Feng Peihong was embarrassed and just said he had eaten.

Facing the bowl of soup in front of him, Ning Zhenqian was in a daze, as if Tao Zi was right in front of him, with his tender lips close to the white porcelain spoon, blowing gently while drinking. He involuntarily picked up the spoon in the bowl,

After a shallow sip, the soup seems to have the lingering fragrance of her lips, is it there? Savor it again, it is true, as the soup flows into my heart...

Diagonally opposite him, Qianqi sat, staring at him silently, but he felt nothing. It was as if everything around him had faded away, and only the bowl of soup was left in the world. He drank it all, and saw that

It was over, he was still mechanically repeating the action of drinking soup...

Qianqi was stunned and in tears.

"Hey, Xiao Zhen, are you still drinking from an empty bowl? Isn't this what the chief drank from?" Feng Peihong looked at him strangely and asked.

He suddenly woke up, his eyes darkened, "It doesn't matter, I'll serve the food!"

When I got up, I found that Mo Wang was playing with a chicken wing in his hand. I couldn't understand what he was playing with. His hands were full of oil, but he was very focused on playing.

He paused and finally followed him. However, Feng Peihong saw him and said, "Oh, dear grandson! What are you doing? How dirty! Chicken wings are for eating, not for playing! Baby,

Didn't you teach him? This is not good, the child is too spoiled!"

For a moment, everyone except Mo Gang looked at her speechlessly...

Feng Peihong felt that everyone was looking at her strangely, but she didn't know why. She explained, "Children really can't be spoiled, and I don't do it either..." She lowered her head to look at Mo Wang, only to find that Mo Wang was also looking at her without saying a word.

There is a chilling indifference in the eyes...

Feng Peihong couldn't help but tremble slightly, thinking that her criticism of him had frightened him, so she knelt down and talked to him, "Don't forget, grandma is not scolding you, grandma is saying it because she loves you. Come on, call grandma..."

Don't forget that there is no trace of ice in the cold eyes, as if the ice in those deep pupils is frozen for thousands of years...

"Mom... don't force him, he doesn't like to call people..." Qianqi said to her mother distressedly.

"Are you not forcing him? How can you not call someone? How rude? Don't forget, did you call me grandparents? Call me grandparents!" Feng Peihong said again.

"Forget it, Peihong, you can sit down." Yan Zhuang said anxiously.

"How can it be counted..." Before Feng Peihong could finish her words, Mo Wang suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed her to the ground while she was squatting.

"Hey, you kid..." Feng Peihong made a big fool of herself, but she couldn't express her pain.

"Mom, you'd better sit down!" Qianqi frowned slightly and said softly.

Ning Zhenqian helped her up and saw that Mo Wang turned around and focused on picking out the flowers on the plate. This pick would probably take twenty or thirty minutes...

Feeling a dull pain in my heart, I turned and went to the kitchen.

I found a large bowl, filled it with a large bowl of rice, and then covered it with the unfinished chicken and fish in the pot.

He opened the kitchen window and checked the "terrain". He put the rice in a bag and bit it in his mouth. For a special soldier like him, climbing was a piece of cake...

A few minutes later, he appeared on the balcony of the bedroom. The door to the balcony was unlocked. He twisted it and opened it.

She was busy packing her things in the room. When she heard the voice, she looked back and realized it was him. She was shocked and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Climb the wall." He stared at the things in her hands and the box on the ground, his eyebrows twitching tightly. 13acv.

She found it funny. At least until now, they were still husband and wife. When they wanted to meet each other in their own home, they actually had to rely on him to climb the wall? She couldn't help laughing and mockingly, "You really didn't become a special soldier for nothing..."

Not caring about her mocking tone, he reached out and snatched the clothes from her hand, "What are you going to do?"

"Pack your things! Don't you see?" She simply gave up on the dress, didn't want it anymore, turned around and put the notebook into the box.

"Who allowed you to pack your things?" He became anxious upon hearing this and put aside his job to grab her suitcase.

She couldn't grab it. After he snatched the box and threw it aside, she stood there and looked at him numbly.

Her dull and stiff look made him extremely heartbroken. When did her bright eyes begin to lose their luster?

He kicked open the box, walked up to her, looked at her for a long time, and then hugged her tightly, just like the day he found her at Zhang Zhili's house after she hadn't returned home all night, he hugged her very tightly.

tight.

She was a little breathless. His familiar breath and the cool touch of his clothes rubbed against her face, making her heart throb with pain.

If separation is necessary, what about embracing?

"Is it okay?" When she could no longer bear the suffocating breath, she finally spoke.

But he answered briefly and forcefully, "No!" How could it be possible? He wanted to be able to hold her for the rest of his life...is it possible?

"Eat!" He remembered the big reason why he climbed over the wall. In addition to missing her and hugging her, he was also worried that she was hungry.

Tao Zi looked at the large bowl of food he held in his hand, which was enough for three of her to eat. Her eyes ached with pain and she turned away. In fact, she really hoped that he would be more ruthless...

"Here, take a bite." He was a fish eater himself because he thought the thorns were too troublesome, but now he picked out the thorns cleanly and put a bite to her mouth.

She then remembered the scene when he held her and fed her in the 90-square-meter den in the army...

On the eve of her decision to leave, can such tenderness not be repeated?

She was filled with tears and looked away.

"Nanny..."

He whispered her name, his strong nasal voice making people feel sour.

"Eat, don't be hungry." He persistently put the spoon to her lips.

Eat, eat, eat! Is eating so important? The issue before them now is not eating at all! It is the family outside!

She looked at him askance, "I won't eat!"

He was stunned, he just hoped that she would not use his mistakes to punish herself...

It's time to eat and go. "You go out!" When you don't see him, his figure will pop out from a corner of your heart from time to time, causing people trouble, but seeing him only adds more troubles, especially,

In today's situation, she secretly met with him in the bedroom? What the hell?

He didn't want to go out, but after finally seeing her, how could he bear to go out and stand upright in front of her, motionless.

"I said, can you go out? I don't want to see you!" Her face turned cold, just as she forced herself to feel cold.

She said he didn't want to see him...

He still remembered her saying that all he brought her was pain...

These words hurt him more than stabbing him directly with a knife...

"Nanny, but, I really want to see you..." I have never learned to talk about love, but it is the simplest and most straightforward words that come from the heart.

"So, you came to see me like this?" She looked at him sarcastically.

He didn't understand what she meant, and there was a questioning look in his eyes.

"I mean, so you climbed over the wall secretly? Ning Zhenqian, who do you think I am? Why do I think I am that shameless mistress? It seems that I ruined your happiness and your family.

Reunion? I said you should go out and have a pleasant chat with your son, father-in-law and mother-in-law. I can’t bear the crime of a third party here!” As soon as the words came out, she actually regretted it. Once again,

Use the needle to prick his heart, and at the same time, prick yourself...

He looked at her silently, and there was indeed deep pain in his eyes...

She couldn't bear to look any further and lowered her head.

He suddenly put down the bowl, took her hand, and said, "Let's go! Get out!"

"What for? I'm not going!" She doesn't like the Mo family, the woman who stabbed her with a knife, his ex-girlfriend, and everything outside!

"You are my wife!" He stubbornly pulled her out.

She held the door with her hand and refused to go out, but she finally understood what he meant. He wanted to use actions to refute her words - the shameless mistress...

"Nanny, you are my wife! It has nothing to do with Qianqi!" He sorted out the clearest clue among those complicated things, and said it firmly and forcefully.

How come it doesn't matter? He and Qianqi both have children, does it have nothing to do with her? What is the structure of this man's head?

"Is this a guest room? Let me go in and take a look." Feng Peihong's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

Tao Zi leaned against the door and watched him smile, with a sour smile. He didn't like her smile very much. He liked the girl with bright eyes when she smiled. Her eyes were crooked, like those two slender eyes.

In my pupils, I see only beauty and joy...

So he reached out to the back of her head, pulled her gently into his arms, and hid her smile...

"No, the guest room is over there, let's go over there and take a look." A solemn voice sounded.

"Then this is..." Feng Peihong asked doubtfully, "Oh, is it Xiao Zhen's room? Then we should go in and take a look!"

"Pei Hong, isn't this inappropriate?" Yan Zhuang expressed his stance directly.

"Is there anything inappropriate? Won't my baby also live here in the future? I'll see if there's anything wrong with it first?"

"No! Xiao Zhen doesn't like others entering his room!"
To be continued...