Don't move the power young baby wife

Chapter 103 Changes
Jiang Yawen smiled, and said softly, "If you don't like Miya, I won't say anything. After all, I just want you to have a better relationship with me. Don't have any misunderstandings."

"Originally not, but if Miss Jiang continues to say this, I'm afraid there will be some misunderstanding." Mi Jia said with a sneer.

Jiang Yawen also laughed, and only said, "It seems that it is really my fault."

Mi Jia didn't say any more, turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly thought of something when he was taking a step, stopped and turned his head, looked at Jiang Yawen and said, "By the way, please don't call Miss Jiang so affectionately in the future. My husband, I must admit that I am not a magnanimous wife, and I would be jealous and misunderstand when I heard other women calling my husband's name like that."

Mi Jia sat in the car, still feeling uncomfortable because of what Jiang Yawen said just now, leaning against the window, muttering, "It's getting so affectionate, it's not your husband."

While talking, he patted the car door with a bit of hesitation. The driver sitting in the front row looked through the rearview mirror strangely, and asked, "Miss, what did you say?"

It was only then that Miya realized that he had lost his composure, shook his head and smiled awkwardly, "It's nothing."

When I went to bed at night, I couldn't sleep for a while when I lay on the bed. I opened my eyes and stared at the empty bed, feeling that something was missing.

What's missing?One less person, one less hug, one less person who would hug her to sleep every night!
When did it start that she couldn't fall asleep without his hug? !
How long have they been married?How long did they share the bed?

Mi Jia thought hard, very earnestly and attentively, and counted the time with his fingers, but more than two months is less than three months?
So she is too adaptable now, and she gets used to it too quickly, right?

After counting 500 sheep on the bed, Miya, who was not sleepy, finally turned over and sat up, reached out and turned on the light in the room. The whole room was empty, except for his own voice. He could hear nothing else. It was quiet. It made people feel a little helpless, afraid to lean on the bed and turn to look at the alarm clock on the bedside table, it was almost one o'clock in the morning, sighed softly, stared at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling, still not sleepy at all.

Staring at this for a long time, I reached out to take the mobile phone that was put aside, opened the phone book, but subconsciously called Cheng Yue's number directly, that kind of nature was completely unconscious, as if I had done it before. Many times, there is no need to think about it, no need to think about it.

When Mi Jia realized that the call had already been made, he considered whether to hang up the phone or not, when the cold voice sounded from the other side of the phone, "Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable. Pass……"

After listening to this several times, Mi Jia hung up the phone and shook his head with a wry smile.

Putting the phone aside again, still not sleepy, turned over from the bed, stood in front of the French window and looked outside, it was pitch black.

Didn't dare to open the door and go out, stood for a while before getting ready to go back to bed, accidentally glanced at the sketchbook on the side, suddenly got excited, took the notebook and put it away, took the pen again, picked up the sketchbook and just drew like this with.

Miya didn't even know what she was drawing. When the rough outline came out, she was startled. She had never drawn a figure before, but now she drew Cheng Yue in the notebook.

I stared blankly for a while, unable to understand, even somewhat unacceptable!Mijia threw away the paintbrush and sketchbook in his hands in a fit of anger, stood up and went back to the bed, pulled the quilt over his head, and didn't care whether the light was turned on or not, just forcing himself to go to bed quickly. past.

Miya came down from upstairs yawning with two panda eyes on her face. She looked haggard and decadent as if she hadn't slept all night, tiredness and exhaustion were all written on her face.

In the living room, grandma and aunt Qin glanced at each other, and asked worriedly, "Miya, what's wrong with you?"

Mitya shook his head and said, "Grandma, I'm so sleepy, I'd better go back to sleep." It was rare to feel sleepy, and the sky outside was already bright at the same time. Last night was another night of insomnia just like the day before yesterday. All kinds of methods just can't sleep.

Seeing her haggard and exhausted face, and hearing that she was still sleepy, grandma said to her without thinking, "If you are sleepy, go to bed quickly, seeing how you are now, you haven't slept all night, right? "

Mitya didn't answer, her eyelids were clenched with sleepiness, she didn't answer, and went upstairs again, she really wanted to catch up on a good night's sleep.

Watching her go upstairs, the grandma downstairs muttered to herself with some doubts, "What's wrong with this child recently?"

Aunt Qin at the side said with a smile, "I don't see anything wrong, it's just that Cheng Yue is not here all of a sudden, he's not used to it for a while."

Hearing this, the grandma whispered and asked, "Really?" If that's the case, it doesn't just mean that Mijia really likes or falls in love with Cheng Yue, whether it is or not, she is happy to see it happen.

Mitya was going crazy even herself. Cheng Yue had been away for a week, and she couldn't sleep well and peacefully for a week, she always stayed there, lying in bed every night without any worries. Sleepy, and then when it was almost dawn, the eyelids were so heavy that they started to fight, and only at this time did they gradually feel sleepy.

It seems that Cheng Yue's mobile phone has never been passed since the day he left the mission. Almost every night, Miya subconsciously dials him, and then quietly hears the cold voice of the mobile service desk on the phone saying that it is temporarily unavailable. After connecting, she slowly put down the phone again, even she herself didn't understand why.

The sketchbook that was originally put aside had already drawn several pages of Chengyue's face.

When Cheng Yue opened the door and entered, Miya was lying on the bed and sleeping in a daze. He quietly put the hat in his hand aside, and Cheng Yue flipped through the sketchbook that was put aside, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and turned his head. He glanced at the sleepy person on the bed.

As soon as he came back downstairs, his grandmother pulled him and said that someone had been sleeping poorly for the past few days, almost turned upside down day and night, couldn't sleep at night, was drawing with a drawing book, and even He specifically told him to take a good look at her sketchbook to see what she had drawn in the past few days.

Putting down the sketchbook in his hand, he saw it, and saw it clearly. The sketchbook was not a still life, nor was it anything else. Several pages were his pencil sketches. Her artistry was very good. Well, at least draw him a bit like him.

He reached over and touched her forehead with his hand, lowered his head and kissed her cheek lightly, and sighed softly, "Silly girl." Then he turned and went to the bathroom with his clothes.

(End of this chapter)