Lovely wife, hard-to-support husband is too domineering

Chapter 445 Contest, Fu Jinchen vs Sheng Mingzhan (1)
Surrounded by a vast expanse of whiteness, Song Qinghua's red sportswear was particularly eye-catching.She ran up happily, but found that someone had come earlier than her.

"Why is it you?" Song Qinghua exhaled mist filled his eyes.

Yu Jian was wearing a set of black sportswear, and his raised eyes were stained with soft colors, "Morning."

"Morning!" Song Qinghua said with surprise.

The snowflakes gradually stopped, and Song Qinghua stood in the mountains and took a deep breath, the clear breath rushed into his nostrils instantly.She turned her head, looked at the man beside her, and asked with a smile, "Why do you come here? Is your home nearby?"

Yu Jian pointed to the mountain road with a calm look in his eyes, "The air here is the best, I'll exercise."

"This place is hard to find." Song Qinghua muttered to himself.

Yu Jian pursed his thin lips, turned his head to look at the ridge, and said in a deep voice, "It hasn't changed much here, luckily I still remember the way."

"Ah?" Song Qinghua raised his eyebrows, "Are you from the sea?"

The man tapped his forehead.

Song Qinghua couldn't help but look him up and down, shook his head for a while and said, "It's not like that."

"What's not like?" Yu Jian asked with a frown.

Raising his hand to wrap the scarf around his shoulders tightly, Song Qinghua sniffed, a sly look flashed in his eyes, "It's not like a local."

"Can you see that too?"

"sure!"

Song Qinghua raised his face, the blush against the white snow became more and more brilliant, "I know how to read faces."

The man frowned for a moment, and before he had time to speak, he saw Song Qinghua running up the mountain road.As she ran, she deliberately left her footprints in those intact snow fields.

Turning around to look at Yu Jian standing below her, Song Qinghua saw his frown, as if he was still struggling with what he said just now.She pursed her lips and smiled, put her hands together at the corners of her mouth, and shouted at him, "Hey! Come up and run together, I was just joking."

joke?Yu Jian's deep eyes moved, and the corners of his tensed mouth relaxed.Her habits haven't changed for so many years. The man lifted his feet up, stood beside Song Qinghua, looked at the steep mountain road ahead, and asked her, "Are you physically strong?"

"Underestimate me?" Song Qinghua's tone was displeased.

Yu Jian shrugged, and said in a deep voice: "Whoever reaches the top of the mountain first wins." After speaking, he raised his foot and started walking along the mountain road, but Song Qinghua was stunned by his words.

Why did Song Qinghua have an inexplicable sense of familiarity every time he said something from his mouth.She stared at the man's slender figure, and suddenly felt a little strange somewhere in her heart.

Although the mountain road was covered with snow, it did not affect their running speed.Song Qinghua and Yu Jian reached the top of the mountain almost at the same time. When they stood on the top of the mountain overlooking the layers of pure white at their feet, they couldn't help looking at each other and smiling.

Although the air in the mountains is good, the temperature is low after heavy snowfall.Yu Jian walked ahead and descended along the rugged mountain road.The way up the mountain was easy, but the way down was a bit difficult. Fortunately, he was familiar with the way, and Song Qinghua felt at ease following him.

Along the way, Song Qinghua stared at his profile countless times.She frowned frequently, always feeling that something was wrong, but it was difficult for her to tell what was wrong.

"I'm here." Song Qinghua stopped at the fork in the road.She pointed to the mountain road in Pingdan on the left side, and said with a smile, "My house is right in front."

Yu Jian followed her fingers to look over, his eyes fell on the magnificent villa not far away, and he nodded.

Song Qinghua's eyes moved slightly, suppressing the ups and downs in his heart, "I'm going home, goodbye."

She had just turned around when she heard the man behind her say, "Tsinghua."

Song Qinghua turned around, Yu Jian asked her hesitantly, "Can I call you that?"

"Yes." Song Qinghua replied.

Yu Jian took a step forward, stood in front of her, and said in a deep voice, "I also want to buy a villa near here. If you have a good recommendation, can you give me a call?"

While speaking, Yu Jian took out his mobile phone and told her the number.Song Qinghua memorized the number and agreed, "Okay, I will keep an eye out for you and notify you if there is something suitable."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." Song Qinghua chuckled, turned around and ran home along the mountain road.

After the figure in front disappeared, the corners of Yu Jian's raised lips slowly retracted.He turned around and turned a corner along the mountain road, a black car was waiting here for a long time.

The driver opened the car door, Yu Jian pursed his lips and got into the car, and the Kung Fu car left very quickly.

Going out early in the morning, the outside is already covered with snow.Looking at the white snow all over the ground, Mu Liang couldn't help feeling a little excited, but because her son was by her side, she couldn't delay sending him to kindergarten.

Fu Jinchen didn't come to deliver breakfast these days, but he came to have dinner instead.Mu Liang seems to be used to his scoundrels, anyway, it's only a meal, so just rub it if you want!

"Is it cold?" Mu Liang held his son's little hand.

Mu Guoguo was also very happy to see snow falling. The children's favorite game is snowball fights.He was wearing a watermelon hat, and his smiling eyes were narrowed together, "Mom, can I have a snowball fight with the kids today?"

It was rare that it was snowing and the air was good. Mu Liang carried his son into the car and told him: "You can play, but you are not allowed to hit your classmates in the eyes, and you must wear gloves when playing."

"Yeah!" Mu Guoguo was instantly excited.

Mu Liang looked at his dancing son in the back seat, and slightly pursed his lips.She held the steering wheel with both hands, and drove with fear all the way, but fortunately, the road conditions were not bad, so she sent her son to the kindergarten on time.

"Goodbye, Mom." Mu Guoguo followed the teacher back to the classroom and said goodbye politely.

Mu Liang waved with his son, walked out of the kindergarten and drove back to the company.She was afraid of snow and traffic jams this morning, so she went out earlier than usual, but she didn't expect the road conditions to be good, so when she arrived at the company, the employees hadn't come yet.

After parking the car, Mu Liang carried the bag and walked forward. The snow had stopped, leaving only white snow all over the ground.The pieces of snow that came into view made her feel itchy. She has had this habit since she was a child. Whenever it snows, she especially likes to step on the snow.She had to put her footprints on the whole piece of snow to be considered dead.

"Wow!"

The air was really good, Mu Liang glanced around, but didn't see anyone, and then ran to the large snow field, quickly covering her footprints.

In a short time, a whole row of footprints were printed on the originally white snow.Mu Liang held a smile at the corner of his mouth, he didn't know what he was doing, and he had already caught the eyes of the two people opposite him.

Song Qinghua was wearing a black fur coat, staring at Mu Liang who was imprinting footprints not far away, the expression in his eyes was ups and downs, like a lake that had been thrown into stones, with endless ripples.

Standing beside her, Lin Qiang couldn't help laughing when she saw Mu Liang's actions, and said in a doting tone, "This child is already a mother, and she is still so playful."

(End of this chapter)