Fake show is real: Wrong Love Bo Liang Chief

When Qin Jing woke up, he touched his side. The place where he lay alone last night was already cold, which meant that Wen Jili had gone out very early. She stretched and stood up. She glanced at the post-it note on the side of the bedside table. Qin Jing pulled it over and handed it to his eyes.

[Wife, I'll go out first and try to see Yanyan today.If you feel bored, go to the supermarket downstairs.I put the keys on the table next to me. 】

Qin Jing picked up the key that was on the table and held it in his hand, it was heavy, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, his eyes were smiling, and his heart was sweet.

This man, afraid that she would be bored, would rather not bring the key himself, and leave the key to her.

He picked up the post-it note and looked at it for a few more times. His handwriting was as beautiful as his own, as if he had practiced calligraphy. feel comfortable. [

Qin Jing stood up, picked up the small satchel on the sofa, opened the wallet, and put the post-it note in, only to find that there was still an inscription. When she pinched the post-it note with her thumb just now, the inscription was also covered by her thumb up.

Now, as soon as she let go of her thumb, the simple yet powerful character [Li] came to her eyes, and her heart beat faster and faster.

The two met for the first time, and when they arrived at Min>

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She asked ignorantly and fearlessly: [Then why didn't you say leave? Can't you be told to leave? 】

He replied bluntly: [No. 】

Now, his signature is the one that he once didn't allow her to call [Li].

Whether he signed it out of habit or on purpose, Qin Jing smiled and put the sticky note back into the small satchel.

Although the room Su Que prepared for them was a guest bedroom, it had an attached toilet and bathroom. Qin Jing washed up in the bathroom, changed his clothes, and when he went out, only the old lady was there.

She was sitting alone on the sofa, flipping through the photo album from time to time, seeing Qin Jing coming out, she waved to Qin Jing quickly, "Jingjing, there are many photos of Yanyan and Qiqi here, all of which are his award-winning photos Well, come and see."

Qin Jingrao scanned the hall and found no one other than the old lady. She sat down next to the old lady and looked in the direction the old lady was flipping through the photo album.

Wen Rongyan in the photos almost all had the same expression, standing there, looking at the camera, expressionless, a small person, very cold.

Occasionally, when he had a gentle expression, he was always with a boy who was older than him. Qin Jing pointed to the boy and asked, "Grandma, this should be Xiaoqi."

The old lady wiped her tears with a smile, "Yes, he is Qiqi, a good boy." The old lady put her hand on the boy named Qiqi, her expression was also kind and gentle.

"Qiqi is eight years old. The eight-year-old child should be in the third grade, but Yanyan doesn't want to be separated from him, and wants to go to school with him. Qiqi has been waiting for Yanyan until Yanyan is five years old this year. Yes, Yanyan is in the first grade, and Qiqi is in the first grade with Yanyan."

While talking, the old lady burst into tears again, and Qin Jing pulled the tissue next to her, "Grandma, Xiaoqi and Yanzi will feel very happy knowing that grandma and grandpa love them so much."

Wen Rongyan has big eyes, a small nose, and thin lips. His whole appearance is like a doll carved from jade, so beautiful that there is no blemish.