The day I lived with the nanny

Chapter 69 Master Driver, Listen to Me
Wen Jing obviously complained to me that I didn't pick her up for five days, so she deliberately didn't talk to me, and I smiled and begged for mercy: "Don't attack me like this, at least say something to me .”

Wen Jing didn't speak, didn't look at me, and still stared at the TV.

"Did you learn from Yang Xiaoman, and now use her method to deal with me, tell you, it won't work." I stood in front of the TV, in front of her eyes.

Wen Jing was not watching TV either, so I picked up the newspaper on the sofa and flipped through it. I was in a hurry, rushed to Wen Jing, knelt on the ground and said to Wen Jing with a playful smile: "You should be quiet, even if it's just a fart. Ah." It seems that I can only use Xing Xiaohua's tricks to counter Wen Jing.

Wen Jing laughed when she heard it, and then slapped my shoulder with her pink fist: "Why are you so bad now, tell me, tell me the truth, what have you been up to these two days?" She didn't talk to me, and she felt uncomfortable.

I stood up and went to her side and hugged her and said softly: "It's not about Gao Ruifeng, but now the rain is finally over."

Wen Jing lay down in my arms enjoying herself, and asked softly, "What's wrong with him?"

"I'm in trouble, I've met a rival in love, and I'm still a star."

"Hehe, it seems that the trouble this time is not small."

"Yes, but Yu Mai still chose Gao Ruifeng, their love is unswerving." I said enviously.

Wen Jing turned her head around, looked into my eyes, and asked, "Then you're talking about our love again, aren't you?"

"You will be suspicious, I will be careful when I talk to you in the future." I smiled and let go of Wen Jing and sat on the sofa.She then squeezed over, sat next to me, and said, "You're a guilty conscience."

"Don't talk about this, how is your work today?" I was busy with Gao Ruifeng's affairs, and I didn't have time to ask Wen Jing's affairs, so I remembered to ask now.

"Don't mention it, I'm just doing some simple logistical work now, but my colleagues are all nice, and they just take care of me, a newcomer." Wen Jing replied with a smile.

"Then just take your time, maybe you will become Escher's accountant at some point." I also laughed.

"Are you laughing at me?" Wen Jing tilted her face and stared at me.

"How dare I, you are a white-collar worker now, and I am a poor college student, not in the same class." I laughed even harder.

"Let you laugh at me, let you laugh at me." Wen Jing stretched out her hands to tickle me after hearing this.

I quickly hid while begging for mercy.

As the weather gets colder and it is the twelfth lunar month, Wen Jing has just integrated into Escher's big family. I see her go to work happily every day, and my heart is very sweet.With the first snow falling, it's almost Christmas time.

I know that this foreign festival is not acceptable, and I even resist it a little bit, but her birthday happens to be on Christmas day. I once joked with her: "Are you the Holy Lord Jesus, who was born into the world to save me?" Yes."

"Hurry up, I'm going to be late." Wen Jing is now very used to me sending her to work. As long as I am a little bit reluctant, I will invite revenge and won't cook for me, don't wash my clothes, or even talk to me.

"Okay, where's my sweater?" I just finished packing my things, but my sweater was gone.

Wen Jing ran to my room, rummaged through my closet, and soon found a sweater and threw it on the bed: "You should wear this first."

"Why? The one I was wearing yesterday?" I asked, looking at the sweater on the bed.

"I washed you last night, and it's not dry yet."

"But I want to wear that one now." I frowned.

Wen Jing stopped talking, stood aside and stared at me, making my heart shudder, "Forget it, just wear this." I obediently put on the sweater and Wen Jing dragged me out the door.

"Hurry up, it will be bad if you are late." Wen Jing shouted in the corridor.

"Okay, I know you're short on time, we'll take a taxi later." I slowly followed behind her and said.

When we went downstairs, we saw a taxi parked downstairs, as if it was parked there specially for us, and drove over when it saw us.

I opened the car door for Wen Jing, made an elegant gesture of invitation and said, "Please get in the car, my princess."

Wen Jing got into the car with a smile, and I ran to the other side and got into the car too.

Seeing our happy and sweet appearance, the driver asked, "Did you guys just get married?"

"How did you see that?" I sat in the back seat and looked into the driver's eyes through the rearview mirror.

"When I saw you just now, I knew they were the young couple who were still on their honeymoon. It's so sweet and romantic. It's not like us. It's over now." He kept smacking his lips as he spoke, and looked at Wen Jing through the rearview mirror. The driver's face turned red all of a sudden.

"Hehe, it's still the master's eye poison, you guessed it all at once." I didn't deny it and looked at Wen Jing's face with a smile.

"By the way, where are you going?" The driver drove for a long time before he remembered to ask our destination.

"Go to the Escher Building." Wen Jing finally said the first sentence after getting in the car.

"Wait, let's go to Tisza Square first." I then said to the driver.

"Why?" Wen Jing turned to me and asked.

"I'll take you somewhere first." I said mysteriously.

"But I'm about to be late, so I'd better go at night, master, and go to the Escher Building first."

"To Tiszaplatz."

"The Escher Building."

"Where are you going?" The driver finally asked impatiently when he saw that our opinions were not unified.

"Escher Building." Wen Jing said.

"Excuse me, master, let's go to Tisza Square first." I still smiled and said to the driver.

The driver saw that we seemed to be arguing now, and he was also very happy: "You guys looked like you were still in love with Youjia just now, why are you turning your face now when you say you're turning your back on it?"

Wen Jing didn't speak angrily, but tilted her head to one side, looking at the snow scene outside the car window.

I sighed to myself and said, "A woman's face is like the sky in March, it can change as soon as it changes."

It seems that the driver has experienced it personally, and he agrees with my words: "That's right, let's take our family as an example, that's it."

"Hehe, it seems that the master is also a tiger at home?" I asked with a smile.

"What do you say?" the driver asked with interest.

"I'm a tiger at home, but there's another Wu Song."

"Hehe, yes, yes, Tiger, but he softened when he saw Wu Song." The driver chatted happily and stopped at an intersection, and asked again: "Now you are discussing where to go, I am going."

"Let's go to Tisza Square." I smiled and said to the driver, Wen Jing stopped arguing with me now, and still watched the snow scene outside the car window, ignoring me.

As soon as the driver stepped on the accelerator, the taxi headed towards Tiszaplatz.

(End of this chapter)