Playful Shao Dongsheng's wedding wife

Chapter 494 The Grand Finale (21)
This is the first snow this year, can not help but feel pleasantly surprised.

Jin Mingheng's car was parked at the door of the studio. He was wearing a white coat with a black silk shirt inside.Leaning in front of the hood, with his slender legs crossed, this man always looks like this, and any movement is so attractive.

Many men and women passed by couldn't help but look sideways at him, some of them would cry out, and some had already screamed, but he didn't care.

"Why is it so late?" Seeing her coming out, Jin Mingheng greeted her with a stronger smile in his eyes.

"It's a little thing." Song Ningjiu replied.

Jin Mingheng rubbed her cheek with his hand, then kissed her on the lips, and then naturally took her hand and walked out.Those who had been dawdling around in place, looking for a chance to strike up a conversation, saw this scene, and their heart was broken.

Song Ningjiu glanced at those disappointed women, and then at Jin Mingheng who didn't realize it, a little unbalanced, tiptoed to retaliate and rubbed his face, and said, "What a monster."

Jin Mingheng grabbed her hand that made a mess on his face, put it on his lips and kissed it, and said, "Then you are a goblin, aren't we a perfect match?"

When he usually said she was a goblin, it was mostly in bed.So when she heard the word "goblin" in his tone, she blushed unconsciously, withdrew her hand and cursed: "Rogue!" Then she walked forward.

"Hey, who are you calling a hooligan? What's wrong with me?" He didn't give up, and asked loudly, attracting more people's attention.

When Song Ningjiu saw those people's gazes on her face, she couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.He knew that he deliberately bullied himself, ignored him, and kept going.As he walked, he suddenly recalled that this place is far away from home, and his car seemed to have just parked in front of the studio.

Seeing her stop, Jin Mingheng stopped himself too.Looking at her appearance, she knew that she had already noticed, so there was a smile on the corner of her lips.The more he laughed like this, the more annoyed she felt, and she couldn't help but stare at him fiercely.

"Okay, okay, can't I carry you back?" My wife coaxed me by myself.After the two confronted each other for 2 minutes, Jin Mingheng shamelessly began to coax his wife.

"I don't want it." Song Ningjiu turned her head away and didn't look at him, but she was thinking how embarrassing it was, but she was looking at him.

Jin Mingheng laughed when he saw her, shook his head and squatted down, turned his back to her, and urged: "Come up."

Song Ningjiu originally wanted to oppress him, and he always bullied herself no matter what made him do nothing.He actually stepped forward and climbed up.Who would have thought that he really held her buttocks in his hands, carried her back, and now she was on the street, but she felt embarrassed.

"Hey, let me down."

"Don't move." He reprimanded.

But the tone was still gentle, so she could only lie on his back blushing, and buried her face to pretend to be dead.He just teased her with bad intentions, Song Ningjiu was accidentally pinched and screamed out.

Well now, they, who had already attracted much attention, suddenly attracted more attention.

Song Ningjiu blushed, but Jin Mingheng didn't care.He used her like a daughter, letting her climb on his back.The snow under his feet creaked and creaked under the weight of the two of them, leaving a string of footprints.

The two were walking in the snow like this, while the bodyguard watched from a distance in the car, and agreed that their boss was a little too spoiled for his wife, but the picture was extremely beautiful and harmonious.

Back at the studio door, Jin Mingheng opened the car door to let Song Ningjiu in, and carefully helped her fasten her seat belt before going around to the driver's seat.

The two came back a bit late, Xia Chu had already gone to bed.

Now there are only husband and wife in this family, plus Wang Ma, but Wang Ma always comes to take care of her during the day and does not stay overnight.Song Ningjiu went to take a bath, and when she came out, she saw Jin Mingheng cooking by herself.

"It's so cold, why are you still barefoot?" Jin Mingheng frowned.

"The ground is hot." She smiled coquettishly.

Although it is cold, the house is warm.Jin Mingheng looked at her loose home clothes, the sleeves were a little too long to cover the back of her hands, only her fingertips were pinching the sleeves, her appearance really grew back, like a teenage girl.He couldn't help but sighed, put the hot food on the table, and said, "Let's eat."

"Thank you husband." She took the initiative to peck his lips, and then sat down at the table to eat.

Jin Mingheng looked at the smile unfolding in her eyebrows, touched his lips that had been pecked by her, and laughed silently.

Today's meal is a bit late, so I don't want to sleep.Jin Mingheng was busy with official duties, while Song Ningjiu stared at the TV.Cough cough, the posture is usually like this, Jin Mingheng is sitting on the sofa, while her head is resting on his lap, and her legs occupy the entire length of the sofa.

Usually under such circumstances, Jin Mingheng pampers and even enjoys this kind of intimacy.And this person is very smart, even if the sound of the TV is all around his ears, and she occasionally discusses the plot with him, it will not affect his office speed.

In fact, Jin Mingheng sometimes blames himself quite a bit. Recently, the company has been a little busy. In order to go home on time, he had to move his official business back home to do it, so he lost a lot of time with her.

Song Ningjiu didn't complain, she had her own professional life.Apart from marriage, she can show her own brilliance in her own field, so she can live a relatively fulfilling life, and there is no need to stick to him all the time.

At this moment, the only sound in the space is the sound of the TV, and occasionally the sound of him flipping through papers.Before he knew it, Song Ningjiu was also distracted, thinking about the game data in the near future.

In fact, she just likes ballet. There are many such competitions, but she feels less excited than before.Because people who participate in the competition can often get some attention for these, or need it to increase their status. In fact, apart from the initial initial, there is very little to learn.

Art knows no borders. She knows she is still at the bottom of the ballet world, but she is tired of getting affirmed in this way.She likes her current working status, and hopes that one day she will meet a good mentor who will truly give her the knowledge she craves and allow her to make a breakthrough.

It's just these, can't be forced.

"What are you thinking?" Jin Mingheng finally took time out of the documents to pay attention to his wife, only to find that she seemed to be in a daze too.

"Today the teacher sent me some materials, saying that there will be another competition in spring." Song Ningjiu replied.

Hearing the trouble in her tone, Jin Mingheng closed the file box and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Suddenly I don't want to participate." She replied.

"Why?" Jin Mingheng looked at her and asked.

She loves ballet, and she is also eager to express herself on stage like those dancers.That was what he saw in Paris one year when he took her to the theater.

"It's not interesting." She replied with a slight frown. In fact, she couldn't speak well, and couldn't express exactly what was in her heart.

(End of this chapter)