At night, Wen Jili didn't come back, Qin Jing thought about the day's affairs, and called Wen Jili, and the other end was connected quickly.

"Going to sleep?" Wen Jili's elegant and deep voice came from the other end of the phone, and Qin Jing felt startled at this moment, and his heart finally calmed down after a whole afternoon and night.

"Well, I just went to bed. Are you busy?" Although he didn't specifically say what he was busy with when he went out in the morning, it must be because of Wen's affairs that kept him busy as the Chinese New Year approached.

"I should be able to go back on New Year's Eve." Wen Jili's voice suddenly became a little apologetic, "I was supposed to accompany you before the Chinese New Year, but now I let you stay at home alone."

In order not to make Wen Jili feel guilty, Qin Jing told how she learned painting from Xiaoqi today, how Xiaoqi scolded her for being stupid, and how many times she was beaten on the back of the hand by that serious teacher Xiaoqi with a ruler. Wen Jili listened. [

After finishing speaking, Qin Jing concluded, "At that time, you have to find a special time to teach Xiao Qi how to draw! Xiao Jingjing, I will stand by the side with a ruler, and he will draw a straight line slightly, and I will " Hit it with a snap!"

Wen Jili laughed lowly, and immediately teased Low Ci, "Don't infect my child with your vengeful temper."

"No way!" Qin Jing muttered in dissatisfaction, and rubbed his hands on his abdomen for a while, before humming back, "My dog ​​is very good! He doesn't hold grudges at all!"

Wen Jili on the other end of the phone heard Qin Jing so calmly calling his child the humble name of "dog leftover", he raised his hand to pinch the bulging veins on his forehead, fainted in the dark night, his handsome face became Weird and twitchy.

"Qin Gousheng!" After a long time, Wen Jili gritted his teeth and forced out this sentence from his throat.

"Why are you scolding me!" Qin Jing replied dissatisfied.

Wen Jili's cold and elegant voice was sarcastic, "You can name my child Gousheng, why can't I name the child's mother Gousheng?"

Qin Jing, "..." She was defeated, frowned, played with her fingers for a while, and remembered Wen Shuang's question today.

"Mr. Wen, Shuangshuang asked me a very strange question today. She asked me, if A and I were good friends, and Gu Zhancheng was killed by A, could I still be friends with A, and I said no. Later, she again……"

Qin Jing told Wen Jili all the questions Wen Shuang asked today, and Wen Jili on the phone was quiet for a while before pursing her lips, "She reads too many novels, so don't think about these messy questions. Just take care of the pregnancy Yes, huh?"

After hanging up the phone, Qin Jing put the phone back on the bedside table.

In the dark night, she blinked, thinking of the questions Wen Shuang asked during the day, she always felt uneasy, as if everything is just the calm before the storm, and soon there will be a storm, and then everyone will be drenched by the rain Caught off guard, I got soaked.

She just waded around for quite a while, and couldn't think of any reason other than her head was rattling. She touched the fetus in her abdomen, pulled the quilt, said good night softly in her heart, and then closed her eyes and went to sleep.

The next day, Lan Xiaoxiao and the others asked Qin Jing to go shopping outside, but she turned her head and refused.

They also came to the Blue Lake Villa to accompany her for two or three days in a row, during which Xun Yi also came once, but they left after having lunch, as if they were busy with something.

During the time when several women were with him, Qin Jing spent a few days under the strict education of Teacher Xiao Qi.

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