Diamond Wedding: Exclusive possession of mystery wife

After returning from the island, JK international seemed very busy. Quan Jingwu stayed in the company every day until the evening. As for Jian Qing, Jane's group piled up a lot of documents waiting for her to process and sign. She also ran to Jane's group every day. Two Xiaobao were occasionally taken to the company together, sometimes staying in the old house and playing with snowballs.

After a busy week, Jane Qing was finally free. After taking a bath, she lay in bed with two Xiaobao playing with toys.

Looking at nineteen yawned, Jane Qing hooked her lips and smiled, reached out to hold him and patted him gently in her arms, "nineteen, are you sleepy, huh?"

Nineteen rubbed into her arms, her fleshy little hand still held a small hairball, and a layer of fog appeared in her magnificent purple eyes, which was obviously sleepy.

Jian Qing coaxed him to sleep in a low voice. He looked up at seventeen. Compared with nineteen sleepy, he focused on grasping the toy car and fiddling with it. He was energetic.

Until nineteen fell asleep, seventeen was still not half asleep. Jane Qing carefully put down nineteen and pulled the quilt to cover him.

Under the warm yellow light, the exquisite demon like little face of the 19th century showed a faint pink, breathing for a long time and sleeping sweetly.

Jian Qing looked at seventeen and said "Shh", seventeen grinned, and two small baby teeth appeared on the pink gums.

White, I don't know. I thought it was stained with two millet grains.

Jane got out of bed, put on her shoes, then picked him up and went out of the room.

In the quiet corridor, light footsteps sounded.

Jane Qing approached the study with seventeen in her arms. The door was not closed. The light was on inside. The man's low voice fell into her ear.

When he opened the door, the man's eyes swept over. When he saw someone coming, he raised his hand and gestured, and then turned off the computer.

Seventeen obediently nestled in Jianqing's arms. When he saw the man sitting in front of the desk, he immediately became noisy and stretched out his small hands in the direction of the man. That action was to ask for a hug.

Quan Jingwu stood up and walked over. He held seventeen in one hand and Jian Qing in the other. "Why are you here, nineteen?"

"Asleep." Jane Qingyu glanced at the computer on the desk and asked, "haven't you finished yet?"

"Almost." Quan Jingwu led her to sit on the sofa. Seventeen sat on his legs, his little feet shaking lazily.

Jane Qing tilted her head and leaned on his shoulder. "Are you going to the company tomorrow?"

"No," said Quan Jingwu.

"Hmm?" Jane Qing raised her head, and some doubts flashed on her beautiful face. "Isn't the subsidiary very busy these days?"

Quan Jingwu gently picked his eyebrows and said, "we're all busy. Next, we have another thing to do."

"What's up?" she asked.

The wedding is ready. She doesn't know what else to do.

Quan Jingwu smiled mysteriously, reached out and gently pinched her cheek, "fool, we haven't gone on our honeymoon yet."

"Honeymoon trip?" Jane was stunned.

He nodded. "Yes, honeymoon."

Finally, he emphasized by the way, "only the two of us can travel."

He has been busy dealing with the company's affairs these days. He has made time to concentrate on his honeymoon trip. Naturally, he doesn't bring two Xiaobao. It's better to stay at home temporarily.

Jian Qing reacted and couldn't help laughing when he heard his special emphasis. "Are you going to leave seventeen and nineteen?"

Hearing Jianqing talking about his nickname, Shiqi looked at Jianqing with his black eyes. He looked cute in an ignorant circle.

Jane Qing raised her hand and touched his little head, smiling and saying, "seventeen, daddy is going to leave you and nineteen. What should I do?"

"Ah... Ah..." Seventeen grabbed Jane Qing's finger and shouted in a crisp milk voice, as if he understood Jane Qing's words.

Quan Jingwu bowed his head and kissed his forehead. His magnetic voice whispered, "seventeen, you and nineteen are good at home. When daddy comes back, he will take you to the zoo."

Seventeen pedaled his little feet, stared at Quan Jingwu with the same eyes as Jane Qing, and his ruddy mouth kept spitting bubbles.

"Poof poof -"

Spittle stars flew everywhere, and Jian Qing smiled and fell on Quan Jingwu.

She said from the bottom of her heart, well done, seventeen.

Quan Jingwu took out a paper towel and gently wiped the silver wire hanging from seventeen's mouth. "Seventeen, do you want to listen to the bedtime story and raise daddy up, huh?"

Jane is full of black lines. It's funny that such a big man still comes to threaten his son.

Seventeen, his white and tender face was wrinkled into a ball. His small hand suddenly grabbed Quan Jingwu's hand and his small mouth quickly and accurately bit his hand.

It's better to say it's biting than holding it. The little deciduous teeth just emerging have no attack power at all. Quan Jingwu's hand is full of his saliva.

Jian Qing smiled. She looked spoiled at seventeen. She raised her eyes and glanced at Quan Jingwu. The smile in the corners of her mouth became deeper and deeper.

"Xiaojing, you pissed 17 off."

Quan Jingwu took out a hand and gently scraped the tip of her nose, then looked down at the little guy who bit his hand, looked at the face similar to him, thin lips and light hooks.

He pulled back his hand, looked at the little guy's saliva on his hand, and the terrible cleanliness habit disappeared. He took a paper towel and wiped it. Then he pinched his hands under seventeen's arms and played his favorite high.

"Cluck!"

As soon as he played, he immediately put the little depression behind his head, smiled with curved eyebrows and silver bell like laughter in the study.

Jian Qing leaned on the sofa and looked at 17's smiling face, but smiled, "Xiaojing, don't play with 17. He really can't sleep later."

Quan Jingwu gave a sound, firmly held seventeen in one hand and picked up Jane Qing in the other, "let's go. If you wake up and can't find anyone, you should cry."

Thinking of the little proud girl in nineteen, Jane Qing smiled and nodded.

Nineteen to seventeen, she likes to be coquettish. If she doesn't agree, she will cheat and sell cute.

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The next day, when Jianqing woke up, someone was already packing.

She scratched her hair, sat up and looked at him, "Xiaojing, what are you doing so early?"

Quan Jingwu put all the folded clothes in the suitcase and acted skillfully, "our honeymoon luggage."

"The honeymoon trip is not today. Why are you so anxious to pack up?" Jane Qing fell on the brocade quilt and yawned lazily.

Quan Jingwu zipped up the suitcase, lifted it aside, and then went to the bedside. He leaned down and put his hands on both sides of her.

"Wrong, our honeymoon trip is today." the magnetic voice carries a low smile.

"What?" Jane Qing suddenly sat up and was excited. Her forehead hit Quan Jingwu's jaw directly.

Hiss, it hurts.

She covered her forehead and frowned.