Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 6067 Plum rain, summer wind

Chapter 6067 Mei Yuji, summer wind and (2)

Therefore, Nursery Rhyme has become a well-married girl in the eyes of everyone.

The red numbers turned green.

Nursery rhyme drove the car, and the early summer wind blew into the car.

Tongyao's job was what she had been doing before she got married. She liked her job very much, at least, she liked this unbusy but fulfilling job very much.

But Wen Lu didn't like it. He wanted her to resign and go home more than once. Whether she was willing to do what she liked or take care of Momo wholeheartedly, in short, just resign.

No wealthy family likes their daughter-in-law to show their faces too much, and so does Wen Lu.

She had quarreled with Wen Lu about this matter.

They rarely even meet face to face, and even if they do meet, they are almost a model couple who respect each other as guests, but because of work, they have quarreled.

Wen Lu is more domineering than she imagined, and she is not willing to compromise, but she still insists on her own ideas, she wants a job.

Wen Lu said that her salary is not even enough for the family's gas money for a month, and there is no need to work. The Wen family does not lack her money, but she still refuses to compromise.

The end result was that every time there was a quarrel, Wen Lu would go on a business trip for several months and not go home, nor would she call her once.

The nursery school has arrived.

Tong Yao stopped the car, stepped on white high heels and went in to find Wen Mo.

The little one, Wen Mo, was wearing good-looking denim overalls, and sat obediently in front of the teacher, muttering: "Brain Axe! Brain Axe!"

"It's a big tiger." The teacher corrected.

"Brain Axe! Brain Axe!" The little guy was still chanting persistently.

Tong Yao smiled and walked in: "Mo Mo."

The early education teacher pushed his glasses and said with a smile: "Mrs. Wen, you are here, and it happens to be the end of school time, so let's end today's class."

"Ma Ma..." Wen Mo cried out in a milky voice, and threw himself into the arms of nursery rhyme, "Ma Ma..."

"Is Momo good today?"

"good."

"Did you pee your pants?"

"Miyou." The little guy was still shy and covered his eyes.

The teacher also praised Wen Mo, saying that Wen Mo was obedient and well-behaved, and also very smart, and he could read many words after teaching them once.

Nursery Rhyme took the little guy by the hand, led him away from the nursery, got into the car, and went home.

The villa Wen Lu bought is a bit far from the city center, and every time nursery rhymes go to work, he has to get up early, but the environment is very good, especially in this season, surrounded by trees, like a natural oxygen bar.

Wen Mo sat on the children's chair, chirping and chatting with the nursery rhymes, vaguely, but the nursery rhymes were understandable.

After all, she lives with Xiao Budian every day!

"Ma Ma." The little guy blinked his big black eyes, lively and active, "Where is Papa?"

"Father is on a business trip, and he will be back in a few days."

The little guy didn't understand either, so he kept shouting, "Yes, I want Papa to hug! Hug!"

"Well, hug."

"I want papa!"

"Okay, okay." Tong Yao smiled.

Wen Mo is her greatest satisfaction, no matter how busy or tired she is every day, seeing the little guy, all her fatigue will be swept away.

The last twilight of sunset gradually disappeared in the sky, and after the afterglow faded away, Tongyao's car also drove to the villa.

Wen Mo refused to let his servant carry his schoolbag, insisting on carrying it by himself. The cute little monkey schoolbag swayed from side to side as he ran.

To Tong Yao's surprise, Wen Lu stayed at home.

How did he come back?Didn't it mean that there are still a few days left for a business trip to Qingcheng?

She stood at the door of the living room, looking at Wen Lu sitting on the sofa, surprised.

(End of this chapter)

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