Chapter 248 Zhou Jing: I prefer to eat
Under the cover of night, in the alley of the community, Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen held CC's hands respectively. The three of them were very warm and looked like a family.

"Daddy, hold me."

When they arrived at the bottom of the residential building, the little girl hugged Zhou Jing's thighs and said eagerly.

Children aged three or four learn to speak quickly and change their speech smoothly. They call "Dad" sweetly, which makes Zhou Jing feel itchy. In his previous life, Zhou Jing was very annoyed about having children, but now he thinks it's not bad to have a wife and children and a warm bed.

"Go by yourself. Dad is very tired after a day's work."

Yang Wenwen stopped him.

"So who do you think is better, Dad or Mom?"

Zhou Jing looked at the little girl and said.

"Hello daddy!"

The little girl pulled Zhou Jing to bend over and whispered in Zhou Jing's ear.

"Mom is greater."

It was the first day the little girl called him dad, so of course Zhou Jing doted on her even more.

After giving the watermelon to Yang Wenwen, Zhou Jing picked up the little girl and went upstairs.

Seeing her daughter confidently acting like a spoiled child to Zhou Jing and Zhou Jing's tireless love for her, Yang Wenwen was deeply moved. In her daughter's eyes, Zhou Jing was like a real father, so her daughter could at least have a complete childhood.

"Is the little cutie sweeter than you?"

Zhou Jing looked back at Yang Wenwen and said.

"I'm also very sweet."

Yang Wenwen said with a smile on her face.

"Then CC and mom will compete to see who speaks sweeter. CC will call dad and mom will call husband. I will give a reward to whoever speaks sweeter."

Zhou Jing hugged the little girl with his left arm, pinched Yang Wenwen's face with his right hand, and then put his arm around Yang Wenwen's waist.

It feels good to be hugged by people on both sides.

“Dad, dad, dad.”

The little girl hugged Zhou Jing's neck and couldn't stop shouting.

In front of her daughter, Yang Wenwen was a little embarrassed to say it.

"You just don't care about me."

Zhou Jing pretended to be disappointed.

Yang Wenwen coughed lightly and said, "Husband."

"No, you're not as sweet as a little cutie." Zhou Jing bit Yang Wenwen's ear and said, "I'll punish you tonight."

Yang Wenwen pinched the boy with a wry smile, but when she heard about the punishment, she was actually looking forward to it. She was looking forward to how the boy would "punish" her. Sometimes, even though she was beaten up by the boy, she was very happy in her heart.

"Dad, what reward did you give me?"

The little girl said expectantly.

"This watermelon is all yours."

Zhou Jing pointed at the watermelon Yang Wenwen was carrying.

"It's too big! I want to drink Wahaha."

The little girl pressed her forehead against Zhou Jing's.

"I'll buy it for you tomorrow."

When they got into the house, Zhou Jing put the little girl down. The little girl wanted to play, so Yang Wenwen pulled her to change into pajamas and wash up.

Hearing the little girl calling "Dad" all the time, Yang's mother was very pleased and poured water for Zhou Jing warmly.

After washing the little girl, Yang Wenwen took her to her mother's bedroom and coaxed her to sleep.

Zhou Jing took a shower and went to Yang Wenwen's bed. Yang's mother went to comfort the child, and Yang Wenwen took a shower as well.

“It feels good to be a dad.”

Zhou Jing smiled at Yang Wenwen, who was like a lotus emerging from water.

Yang Wenwen turned off the lights, came to the bed and lay on the boy. She had a thousand words to say to the boy, but she didn't know how to express them. Thousands of words came together into a gentle kiss. She put her arms around the boy's neck and kissed him actively.

"You don't have a sweet mouth."

Zhou Jing sucked Yang Wenwen's sweet and soft tongue and said meaningfully.

"Husband, husband, husband, how is it?"

Yang Wenwen looked at the boy with affectionate eyes, and her words became more gentle than before.

"I love you."

Zhou Jing pinched Yang Wenwen's face with both hands and said.

"I love you too."

Yang Wenwen kissed the boy's cheek, rested her head on his shoulder, and felt like she owned the whole world.

"CC is cuter than you."

Zhou Jing put his arm around Yang Wenwen's shoulders and spoke softly.

Yang Wenwen put her forehead against the boy's, "Is it cute?"

"I like cute kids, and I like sexy wives. It's a pity that you don't go for the sexy route when you have such a great figure."

Zhou Jing said with a smile.

“Not sexy.”

Yang Wenwen really couldn't learn it. "Can you twist your waist and swing your hips?"

Zhou Jing laughed and said.

"will not."

Yang Wenwen shook her head.

"You don't know how to say it so confidently. You need to learn. Your child will go to kindergarten and there will be parent-child programs on Children's Day. Don't embarrass your child by standing on the stage without knowing anything."

Zhou Jing pinched Yang Wenwen's nose and said.

Yang Wenwen, who lacked artistic talent since childhood, had a phobia of performing shows. As a teacher, she was nervous even when singing at the class New Year's Eve party. She was also nervous when she thought about cooperating with her daughter to perform in the future.

The next day, July 27, Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen were awakened by the little girl who crawled into the bed and squeezed in the middle.

"Dad, Mom's butt is in the sun!"

The little girl snuggled into Yang Wenwen's arms and started to eat her noodle mischievously.

"Aren't you ashamed, silly girl?"

Yang Wenwen looked down at her daughter, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"I'm still a child, and my dad is so old and still eats!"

"Silly girl."

Yang Wenwen was even more at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"Children are greedy."

Zhou Jing brushed the hair off Yang Wenwen's face and said.

"You're greedy too."

Yang Wenwen pinched the boy's ear.

Zhou Jing did not deny it, "Actually, I prefer eating fish."

Yang Wenwen had a faint shy smile on her face and pulled the quilt to cover her blushing face.

"C is disturbing the adults' sleep again. Come out and let grandma wash your face."

After going to the bathroom, Yang's mother pushed open the door to her daughter's bedroom.

"I'm going to sleep too. Good night, Dad. Good night, Mom. Good night, Grandma."

The little girl lay between Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen, closing her eyes and pretending to sleep.

"The older you get, the naughtier you get."

Mother Yang smiled, closed the door and walked away.

Hearing the door close, the little girl opened her eyes and asked, "Why can Daddy sleep with Mommy?"

"Because Dad is Mom's husband, if Dad doesn't sleep with Mom he will be arrested by the police."

Zhou Jing rubbed the little girl's messy hair and said.

After getting up and having breakfast, Zhou Jing went back to his own residence to write his novel, while Bai Xiyao went to supervise the No. 11 Middle School project.

At around 1:00 p.m., Zhou Jing went to school to move things for Gu Jia.

Gu Jia had packed up all the things in her office, leaving only her belongings in the dormitory. There were a lot of things in her dormitory, so it would take two people's car to move them all at once.

"Please take a seat while I pack my clothes and clean up."

Gu Jia was packing her clothes and said to Zhou Jing who came in.

"These stockings are really nice."

Zhou Jing picked up a pair of black stockings with lace at the waist.

"Then I'll give it to you."

Gu Jia said with a smile.

"It's boring if it's washed. Wear it for a week and give it to me."

Zhou Jing said seriously.

"I wash my stockings after wearing them for one day."

Gu Jia patted the boy.

Zhou Jing couldn't sit still and started packing the big things and putting them in the car. Although Gu Jia's dormitory seemed to have a lot of things, it was packed up quickly. The house was only about 40 square meters and couldn't hold many belongings in total. Zhou Jing put the big items in the car, and there wasn't much left even if the scattered things were packed together.

"You've worked hard. Take a break."

Gu Jia packed her clothes. The dormitory had already been cleaned up by the boys. Diligent boys are so cute.

"To serve the Master."

Zhou Jing didn't even break a sweat with this little work.

After packing up everything, the two drove their own cars to finish the work at once and drove to the downstairs of Gu Jia's building. Zhou Jing opened the trunk and said, "Master, please watch downstairs. I will take the big stuff up first."

"It's so hot, let's move together. Is your company busy this afternoon?"

Gu Jia took the small package.

"not busy."

Zhou Jing took at least two packages at a time. After moving them six or seven times, he returned to his residence, took a shower, changed clothes, and went to No. 11 Middle School.

Equipment has begun to be installed in the classrooms of No. 11 Middle School. The equipment does not need to wait for the wiring to be laid, and the two do not conflict with each other. In order to shorten the construction period as much as possible, the team started work on several fronts.

The equipment installed in the classrooms is somewhat bulky, especially the integrated computer case, which is a metal box about the same height and style as a podium. It requires three people to move it. A classroom with a computer case no longer needs a podium. There are sixty classrooms and sixty computers, and moving the case to each classroom is the most laborious part of the entire project.

(End of this chapter)