Don't move the power young baby wife

Chapter 422
After feeding the baby, the little guy didn't feel sleepy at all, his eyes were open and he was rolling around. Mijia carried him out of the living room. Aunt Qin was cleaning the dishes used for dinner today in the kitchen, while Wu Wenqing was cleaning her up. Some paintings I did before.

Seeing Mijia coming out with the baby in her arms, she felt itchy and didn't bother to speak. She stood up and stretched out her hand towards the little guy, saying, "Come on, is Hanghang full? Come give little auntie a hug." As he spoke, he directly took the little guy from Miya's hands and held him in his arms, bumping his head and rubbing his face against him.

Mi Jia sat down and helped her tidy up the unfinished paintings on the low table. In fact, Wu Wenqing's paintings were quite different from hers. Most of them were oil paintings and ink paintings. Although she was reading books about oil paintings, However, I draw less and more of them are sketches. In addition, I have recently become obsessed with some simple line cartoons. Compared with using words to record life, such line cartoons are more interesting, fun and vivid.

Wu Wenqing remembered it after looking at the painting, and said: "By the way, Mi Jia, a publishing house asked me to publish some books on professional sketching and painting, which used a lot of still life sketches. Ask me if there is anyone I know who can provide , I told him about you, are you interested?"

Hearing this, Mi Jia thought for a while, but was still not sure, "Are my paintings okay?" When it comes to publishing, and it is such a professional book, she is not sure whether her paintings can reach that level.

"It's okay, show them a few photos, it's best if they've been reviewed, but it's not a big deal, just take it as one more chance." Wu Wenqing said indifferently, and then began to tease the little girl in her arms voyage.

Mi Jia thought for a while, and felt that what Wu Wenqing said made sense, so he responded directly, "Alright, I'll find some."

"Well, I'll contact you with the publishing house tomorrow."

Miya nodded and had no objection. After putting away almost all the paintings on the short table, the little guy seemed to be having fun with Wu Wenqing. Miya smiled, looked at the dark sky outside, and remembered When Gao Zichen pulled Xiaoxiao away in the military office before, he was still a little worried in the end, and walked towards the small gazebo outside with his mobile phone.

"Hello." The phone rang several times before being picked up by Lu Xiaoxiao, but Lu Xiaoxiao's voice was a little low, with a heavy nasal sound, as if she was still crying.

Mijia on the phone was startled and asked, "Xiao Xiao, what's the matter, are you crying?"

Lu Xiaoxiao didn't speak on the phone, only the low sobbing sound came from the phone.

Hearing her cry, Mi Jia was even more anxious, grabbed the phone and asked, "Xiao Xiao, talk, what happened, what happened to Gao Zichen? Did he do anything to you? Where are you? Go find you in the past, tell me the address, I..."

"No." Lu Xiaoxiao finally responded on the phone. It seemed that she had worked very hard to stop crying and calm down a little. She said to Mi Jia over the phone, "Gao Zichen, Gao Zichen didn't Hit me, he's not that kind of person." It may not be the right time, but I still can't help but want to speak for him.

"That's good." Miya breathed a sigh of relief, at least she knew that she was not crying because she was hurt.But in fact, after thinking about it, I know that although Gao Zichen looks domineering and fierce on the surface, he should not be a person who does things to women. He was just too worried about Lu Xiaoxiao's situation, so he said casually guess.

After calming down, Mi Jia took the mobile phone and continued to ask, "Where are you now? Do you want me to come and find you?" Hearing her crying through the phone like this, she was really worried.

"I'm fine, I've already gone back." Sniffing, Lu Xiaoxiao held back her tears and said with her mobile phone, "Don't worry about me, I'm really fine, I'll go through the formalities with him in two days, when the time comes I might, I might go on a trip."

Miya held the phone in silence for a long time, and finally just sighed. What else could she say after she said that? As a friend, maybe the only thing you can do is to stand by her side to support her, and then speak after a while , said, "If you really decide, I will definitely stand by your side and support you. In addition, it doesn't matter where you want to go, but remember to turn on the phone this time! If I can't reach you, I will worry. At least let me I know your situation, where you are, and how you are doing."

On the other side of the phone, Lu Xiaoxiao smiled softly, with tears on her face, she held the phone tightly with one hand, raised her other hand to wipe off the tears on her face with the back of her hand, nodded vigorously, and nodded. It took me a long time to remember that I was communicating with Miya through the phone, and she couldn't see her appearance, so she hurriedly said, "Well, I know."

Mijia didn't speak, just held the phone like this, but didn't hang it up, her heart was very heavy at the moment, when she was in school, she used to envy Lu Xiaoxiao very much, envied her for having a happy family, a couple who loved each other and loved each other She loves her parents, but now, she really loves her so much, she even remembers that cheerful and straightforward girl back then, who was supposed to be loved by thousands of people, but now it seems that fate has opened a big gap with her. Hearing that her voice that should have been a hearty laugh was replaced by that soft sobbing, she really felt sorry for the girl in her memory.

Mi Jia didn't hang up, and neither did Lu Xiaoxiao on the other side of the phone. They just held the phone and didn't talk.

I don't know how long after this, Lu Xiaoxiao on the other side of the phone finally calmed down, and then said to Mi Jia through the phone, "Mi Jia, I will never regret having a friend like you in my life. .”

Hearing this, Mijia on the other side of the phone laughed inexplicably, imitating her usual way of speaking through the phone, and said, "What are you being hypocritical for? You don't need to say that."

Lu Xiaoxiao on the other side of the phone also smiled. Although there were tears in her smile, she was in a much better mood than before.

The two chatted for a while before Mitya hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone and returning to the living room, Wu Wenqing and the little guy were no longer there. I went to my room, only to see Wu Wenqing sitting next to the crib, gently rocking the boat, and humming some songs softly. Words are just a tune.

"Asleep?" Mitya entered with a light step.

Wu Wenqing turned to look at her, smiled at her, nodded and said, "I saw his eyes closed and closed, so I hugged him back and let him lie down. He really wanted to sleep, and he fell asleep after a while. "While speaking, he gently touched the little guy's face.

Mitya looked at his son with a slight smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)