Warm and Romantic Love

"Mom!"

Open the door with a guilty heart, small Ding Ding put down the building blocks in his hands, and climbed up on his own, and the small body swayed to run toward the warm. But he stopped suddenly and frowned.

"Mom?"

Although little Ding Ding can say a lot, his speech is very clear, and the change of tone can clearly express his confusion.

Why is mother carrying so many boxes?

He can't even get close to mom!

Little Ding Ding was dissatisfied. He poked the box that Xiang Nuan held in his hand curiously. Then he looked at Xiang Nuan eagerly, hoping that his mother could quickly put these boxes down.

But in Xiang Nuan's eyes, his son's eyes are clearly criticism.

Xiang Nuan felt very guilty. After her baby was born, she went shopping for the first time, and she forgot to buy things for her son. In the eyes of his son, I feel guilty.

So many things that I bought before were put on the ground in a warm way. Now the most important thing is to coax the children.

"Ding Ding..."

Warm forward, squatting in front of the son, hands holding the son's small hand. "Well, I'm sorry today."

Ding Ding looks at Xiang Nuan and doesn't speak.

The son's clever appearance makes Xiang warm more uncomfortable.

"Mom forgot to buy you a present today, and I'll make it up for you tomorrow, OK? Don't blame mom, will you? "

How about two in a row? It's a little complicated for Ding Ding, who is only one year old.

But he understood that his mother was apologizing to him.

After thinking about it, Ding Ding Ding nodded. "Just mom."

Xiang warm is like putting a few catties of honey in my heart. I don't know what to say.

Especially Tintin's black bright eyes, just looking at her, eyes simple, lovely to burst.

A time to warm maternal love, she hugged small Ding Ding kiss and kiss, whether he can not understand, a good sweet talk, and holding Ding Ding played with toys for a while.

Qin yuan came back to see that the mother and son were sweet and honey. He took off his coat and saw that no one was paying attention to him. So he took off his coat and strode over.

"Very early today?"

"Yes."

He nodded to the warm voice and held the building block for his son. He spoke to his son in a soft voice. His eyes did not give him a handout.

Mr. Qin stopped talking. He looked at Xiang Nuan thoughtfully, thinking about what was going on, so that her attention to himself was reduced so much.

It's a little unscientific.

"Wife,"

Qin yuan softened his voice and sat down beside Xiang Nuan, and then he took his son from her hand.

Taking advantage of the time to look at the warm, Qin yuan leaned over to kiss her forehead. Such intimacy made Xiang Nuan feel embarrassed, "what's the matter?" She felt uneasily where her forehead had been touched.

Some blushed.

Finally, Qin yuan's attention was paid to her gentle smile. "How about today's auction? I heard that Zong Zekai has come to you? "

"Yes."

To warm a pat on the head, this just remembered that I patronized Jieqi and went shopping today. Unexpectedly, I forgot to call Qin yuan to tell me about the situation.

It's really not right.

"Honey, I'm sorry, today..."

"It doesn't matter."

Qin yuan shakes his head and interrupts her words with gentle eyes. "As long as you are happy, are you relieved this time?"

The thing that Zong Zekai blocked in Northeast China that year has always been a thorn in Xiang Nuan's heart, but since then, Zong Zekai has never appeared again, and Xiang Nuan has no chance to revenge.

So this time I heard that Zong Zekai was sure to get the antique bowl. Qin yuan helped Xiang Nuan plan this event.

Although the price of the antique is hard to measure, the bowl is definitely not worth 200 million yuan.

Zong Zekai spent at least 50 million more this time, even if he was out of breath.

"Of course

Think of the things in the day, Xiang warm smile very proud.

Only in front of Qin yuan would she show such an expression.

It's totally unprepared.

"You don't know that Zong Zekai's expression at that time was like eating people. It was very funny." Xiang Nuan said with great interest that he didn't know when the toy in his hand was taken away by Qin yuan, let alone by his son.

She didn't notice little Tintin sitting in his father's arms and looking at her eagerly.

Qin yuan pinched his son's little fat hand, with pride in his eyes.

This little thing is far from fighting him.

His wife is his!

The focus of Qin Fei's work in the past two years has not been Huawei media. However, Huawei's team has been formed, and the star development momentum is good. In the past two years, Qin Fei's position in the entertainment industry has become more and more stable.

But Xiang Nuan went to work this time, her work position also had the new change.The vice president of Huawei media is also a major shareholder.

Qin yuan transferred all of her Huawei shares to Xiang Nuan. At this time, she was already the second largest shareholder in addition to Qin Fei. Naturally, she had a greater voice.

In fact, she is mainly responsible for the finance, but when she comes to the front of the stage, the company has not realized that it is warm.

This has both advantages and disadvantages. After working for more than a month, Xiang Nuan found that there were more and more things that she fell down and couldn't hold something that just fell at her feet.

She didn't dare to pick up a table tennis ball when it just fell to her feet.

Where is table tennis? It's trouble.

Xiang Nuan pretended not to see it, and took Zhang Nuo with him without straying. As expected, he heard the footsteps before he took a few steps. Zhang Nuo also looked back. A young man with white skin ran out of the corner. The surprise of the acting school turned into a real surprise when he saw the table tennis on the ground and the people who had gone far away.

Zhang Nuo was speechless. She turned her head, followed quickly, and went forward.

returned to the office to pick up the files for warmth, but Zhang Nuo began to make complaints about it. "At the very least, I want to consider the reality when I want to meet, is he playing table tennis in the corridor?" It's more appropriate to take a basketball

"Maybe he was on the way to play ping-pong and dropped it by accident."

To warm, with a calm expression.

"The last time I played basketball, I didn't aim well and almost hit Mr. Lin. did you forget?"

Lin is always the manager in charge of promotion. The vice president who wants to meet Xiang Nuan by chance has offended Mr. Lin. it is said that the little fresh meat that has been shot recently and has a little popularity has been frozen.

So now, where do you dare to use the lethal weapon of basketball?

Don't hold the thigh, but the high-level to offend, before the small fresh basketball meat is a lesson in the past.

Thinking of this, Xiang Wen can't help laughing.

In order to climb up, it is really difficult for these children.

Yes, my child.

Generally, they are 17-8 years old, no more than 22 years old. These young and immature figures are no different from children in Xiang Nuan's eyes.