Playful Shao Dongsheng's wedding wife

Chapter 96
Before he rushed forward, Song Ningjiu hurriedly jumped out of bed wrapped in a quilt.Standing on the other side of the bed, looking at him warily, said, "I'll get up right away."

She was crazy to let him continue to squeeze.

Jin Mingheng smiled at her flustered look, and said, "I'll give you 5 minutes." Then he walked out of the room.

Bastard, 5 minutes is not enough, she wears clothes with one hand.

Song Ningjiu complained, but she didn't stay idle, and hurriedly put on her clothes, fearing that Jin Mingheng would really open the door and come in after 5 minutes.Although the two of them have done all kinds of intimate things now, and the frequency is quite frequent, she can't calmly let him eat tofu all the time.

After 15 minutes, she dressed and went downstairs, Jin Mingheng was already sitting at the dining table having breakfast.She looked around, but she didn't see Mama Yuan.Moreover, there were western foods such as bread and fried eggs on the table, so I couldn't help but looked up at Jin Mingheng suspiciously.

Did he do it?

Of course, Jin Mingheng wouldn't satisfy her curiosity, and she didn't ask any more, just enjoying her share obediently.It may be because I haven't eaten it for a long time, but I think it tastes really good, so I ate a lot.

After eating, the two packed up the house and drove to Mama Yuan's shop.Just after breakfast time, Yuan's mother was busy washing the dishes, and she was a little surprised to hear that the two of them were leaving.

But after all, they are not from the town. Jin Mingheng has his own business, and she doesn't know what Song Ningjiu does, but she also knows that the two of them will leave sooner or later, and she is reluctant to give up.He brought them some side dishes made by himself, and stood at the entrance of the town to watch their car leave his sight.

Song Ningjiu looked at Yuan's mother's figure through the rearview mirror, and felt a little sad about parting.

"Silly girl, we'll come back next time if we miss her." Jin Mingheng rubbed her head, as if to say comfortingly.

Song Ningjiu looked at him, he was watching the road outside the windshield.An eye-catching pink shirt with sleeves rolled casually at the elbows.The hand holding the steering wheel is well-knit and slender, but not as feminine as a woman.The wind blew his shirt, and with his short, thin hair, the big red sunglasses covered most of his face, only showing the curvature of the corners of his lips.

He seemed to maintain such a high-spirited look all the time, but the way he touched Mama Yuan felt closer than anyone else.

Wouldn't he be reluctant?
Song Ningjiu didn't sleep all the way back, just listening to music and looking at the scenery along the way.Finally, when he returned to his villa, he still looked clean and spotless, showing the nanny's responsibility.

Both of them were tired. After eating the ready-made meals, Jin Mingheng went to the study.When I didn't get in touch with him, I thought he was very idle when I saw him on the lace news every day, and probably only knew about eating, drinking and having fun.During the days of living here, most of the time I saw him was very busy, and Song Ningjiu was used to it.

After watching TV in the living room for a while, I found it boring, so I got up and went upstairs, intending to find a movie to watch in the audio-visual room.Pushing open the door, only to find that the inside has completely changed.

The walls are painted blue, the bottom floor is covered with black rubber for dancing, and the top is covered with pure blue floor grids. Even the place against the wall is equipped with poles for practicing basic skills.The lights on the ceiling are also beautiful, the walls are covered with mirrors, the original audio-visual equipment in the room has also been removed, and there is a piano in the corner.

It looks like it has been turned into a dance studio!

Song Ningjiu let go of the doorknob and walked in, her gaze swept across the room, feeling like a dream.

Dance studio, every dancer probably has such a dream, the dream can have their own dance studio.With the Song family's financial resources, it is not impossible to set up a small dance studio at home.

It's just that Song Chengxuan disapproved when she was learning dance, and Song's mother let her go.There was a lack of communication in the first place, and she moved to the school in order to practice for a long time, so she never expected that the family would give her a dance studio.

She never thought that Jin Mingheng would set up a dance studio for her.

Did it for her?

Covering his hot chest with his hands, he was jumping for joy because of uncertainty, but also because of the faint affirmation.Because besides him and himself, is there anyone else living in this house?
Although her hands were not healed yet, she still couldn't restrain the joy in her heart and danced slowly on the floor.There was a lot of joy in every gesture.She doesn't need a backup dancer, she has a tune of her own in her heart.

Breaking away from the sadness of the past, her figure is lighter. Compared with blooming flowers, she is more like a flying butterfly, as if flying and falling in the fragrance of flowers everywhere.She didn't wear dance clothes either, but she was happy.No one can replicate the satisfaction and joy on his face.

Jin Mingheng came out of the study, heard movement here, and sure enough saw her dancing.In fact, he doesn't know how to dance, but he always appreciates it, and more importantly, he is willing to see her happy.

There was a snap of the lighter, and Song Ningjiu, who was caught in the dance, came back to his senses and saw Jin Mingheng standing at the door.

She paused and stood there looking at him across the door frame.

"Jump, why don't you dance anymore?" Jin Mingheng asked.

Dancing also pays attention to the mood, right?They were all interrupted, how could she just say jump and jump out?
Jin Mingheng walked in, opened the lid of the piano inside, and tried the keys with his hands.I haven't played it for a long time, and it's still a bit rusty, but after a few notes, the notes gradually become smoother.

He looked up at Song Ningjiu, as if to remind her to dance to his music, but this girl seemed to be very rude, she still stood there stiffly looking at him, not moving.

"Jin Mingheng, thank you." She said sincerely.

The look of being so moved that he was about to cry made Jin Mingheng feel uncomfortable, so he simply stood up and said, "This young master is just bored."

It wasn't the first time for him, Jin Mingheng, to coax a girl, but it was the first time for him to be so attentive.In the past, if you gave those girls any jewelry, they would jump over happily, and he accepted it generously.

On the other hand, Song Ningjiu just stood there looking at him, and said thank you lightly, and he suddenly didn't know where to move his hands and feet, so he simply gave up his romantic idea of ​​being her accompaniment and went downstairs.

Song Ningjiu didn't know this, he touched the handle lightly, and looked at himself in the mirror.

All of this feels like a dream.

Back in the city, Jin Mingheng resumed his busy work, and Song Ningjiu also started school.Although I lost this opportunity, I have been out for a few days, and the adjustment of my mood is still useful.

The teacher was worried that she would be depressed, but seeing that she was in good spirits and practiced as usual, she was relieved.

That day Shen Xiaoyi and Song Ningjiu came back from the cafeteria and saw a group of people in the dormitory chatting around the newspaper.Shen Xiaoyi is a gossiper who loves to gossip, so she couldn't help leaning over and asking: "Why, which handsome guy is getting divorced again?"

(End of this chapter)