Playful Shao Dongsheng's wedding wife

Chapter 389 Can I Live In Your House? (2)
"Mingheng!" She heard Song Ningjiu's low voice, so intimate.

The other end should be asking about her own situation, so she heard Song Ningjiu answer again, saying, "I'm awake."

"..."

"The doctor said that the condition is stable, but he needs to be hospitalized."

"..."

"Okay, I'll go down right away." Simple conversation, although she didn't know what was said on the other end, she could probably guess it.Finally, Song Ningjiu hung up the phone, and footsteps came from far and near in the ward.

Song Ningjiu walked to the hospital bed to take a look at her condition, when the door of the ward was gently pushed open.The nurse came in and said to her softly: "Young Mistress, Jin Shao said to leave it to me, and he will wait for you downstairs."

Song Ningjiu nodded, agreed, and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you." Then she took her bag and left the ward.

Gan Tian opened her eyes when she heard the door closing, Jin Mingheng was downstairs, but he didn't come up...

Song Ningjiu took her bag out of the inpatient building. At the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, the night wind was already a little chilly, she shrank her neck subconsciously.Looking up, I saw the figure of Jin Mingheng leaning against the white Ferrari.

It wasn't too late, so people in the hospital were still coming and going. He was already outstanding, and he couldn't help but stare at him when he passed by.And he himself seemed to be accustomed to such attention, fiddled with the lighter in his hand boredly, and when he saw her come out, his eyes couldn't help but burst into a smile.

"Waiting for a long time?" Song Ningjiu came over and asked.

"No." Jin Mingheng shook his head, took her hand, felt a little cold, put it in his coat pocket, and led her out.

"Aren't you going up?" Song Ningjiu asked.

Jin Mingheng shook his head, then looked at her seriously, and said, "I'll leave it to you from now on, okay? You work harder."

In fact, Song Ning understood what he meant for a long time. No matter what Gan Tian was like, this decision was made to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.Today, he already knows how to maintain the relationship and relationship between the two.Of course, even if there was no misunderstanding, he didn't want her to feel uncomfortable or cause unnecessary friction in the future.

She naturally understood his thoughts, so when she nodded, a warm current surged in her heart.

Jin Mingheng rubbed her head and continued to walk outside.

"Aren't you driving?" Song Ningjiu asked.

"Walk with me? Huh?" Jin Mingheng asked back.

On such a night, even though there are many hospital buildings behind him, the hands in the pockets are tightly clasped, and the palms are warmly pressed against each other.The two walked out slowly, along the street, around the corner, and arrived at the bustling street.

The two of them didn't speak, but looked at each other and smiled from time to time, with a tacit understanding.So even if you don't speak in this situation, there is still a hint of sweetness overflowing and floating in the air.In fact, they hadn't walked together like this for a long time, because many things happened, and they were always followed by bodyguards when they went in and out, so it was rare to have such quietness.

Before I knew it, I came to the shopping plaza, all kinds of small dining car shops for snacks, and the aroma of food wafted in the air.In fact, Jin Mingheng didn't like it very much, but at this moment, he also felt that those mixed smells were not so annoying.

On a wooden chair for people to rest, a young couple is holding a cup of milk tea with two straws inserted into the lid.Looking at each other while drinking, the eyes are intertwined.Milk tea advertisements were played on the huge TV wall, a combination of handsome men and beautiful women, and finally a sentence was typed on the screen.

Hold you in the palm of my hand forever...

Under the TV wall, the business of the food truck selling milk tea suddenly exploded.

Song Ningjiu glanced at Jin Mingheng, and Jin Mingheng understood, but his expression suddenly became a little distressed, and he said reluctantly: "That's a trick to the little girl."

"But I'm just a little girl." She leaned against him, and her voice and expression unconsciously carried the meaning of being coquettish, even when he felt that she was tickling herself in the palm of his hand.

Jin Mingheng glanced at the crowd of people crowding in front of the milk tea cart. At this moment, he had already cursed the designer of the advertisement ten thousand times in his heart, gnashing his teeth and swore in his heart that he would check which company planned the advertisement when he went to work tomorrow. Can't come here.

"Ming Heng." Seeing that he was unmoved, she continued to act like a baby.

"Do you really want to drink?" He looked down at her, although his face was extremely helpless, but his tone gradually showed compromise.

"En." Song Ningjiu nodded heavily, looking at him expectantly.

Well, her serious and longing eyes made his heart soften.Not to mention asking him to buy milk tea in a crowded place, even at this time he is willing to let him pick the moon in the sky.

"Okay, wait here." Jin Mingheng took her hand out of his pocket, and seeing that she looked a little cold, he took off his scarf, wrapped it around her neck for her, and then walked over .

People are really crowded, both men and women.Even when several young women saw him, they offered to give him their milk tea.

"Hey, handsome guy, I invite you to drink." Another bold woman came up and handed him one of the cups of milk vegetables she bought.

Jin Mingheng didn't even look at the woman, pushed her hand away from him, squeezed forward, and said, "Thank you, this is not my favorite taste."

Helplessly, the woman still didn't leave after buying something. Disappointment flashed in her eyes, but she continued her efforts and asked, "Then you like the taste? Shall I buy it for you?"

Jin Mingheng was tightly entangled by her, and many people around were watching.He glanced at Song Ningjiu who was standing not far away, his gaze fell on him. Although the two of them were looking at each other across so many people, they felt warm in their hearts.

The woman followed his gaze, but didn't know what he was looking at, and asked, "What are you looking at?"

The smile on the corners of Jin Mingheng's lips became a little proud, and he said, "I'm looking at my wife, she likes the taste of grass."

The woman's face turned red when she heard this.Is he actually a married man?

"Hehe, young man, your taste is grass." The middle-aged man who was in business had already seen this scene in his eyes, and instinctively liked such a man.

Not only does it look good, but it doesn't mess with flowers.

Jin Mingheng took it, handed him the money, then took back the change and held it in his hand.Every time he buys something seriously and asks for change, he thinks it is a good experience.Carrying milk tea, she walked in the direction of Song Ningjiu, but saw a boy standing in front of Song Ningjiu, saying something, that boy's youthful face turned red.

She was still standing there, wearing an orange cotton jacket, a white bottoming sweater inside, light blue jeans, and a pair of khaki short boots under her feet.With his scarf around his neck, his appearance is really lovely, it's no wonder if he doesn't attract the wind and attract the butterflies.

"Classmate, which school are you from? May I buy you coffee?" The slightly young boy finally, with the encouragement of his companions, plucked up the courage to strike up a conversation with her.

(End of this chapter)