Chapter 252 New Car
"Why don't you just sleep over there? You can sleep a little longer in the morning, and CC will wake you up over there."

After doing the bad thing and recovering their strength, they took a bath together and Yang Wenwen looked at her daughter and said.

"It's okay, it's comfortable to sleep holding you."

With such a beautiful woman in his arms, Zhou Jing certainly wouldn't stay alone in the empty room.

After returning to the master bedroom and looking at the sleeping girl, Zhou Jing lay down on the bed to rest.

"CC went to bed early today, so he will probably wake up around six tomorrow morning."

Yang Wenwen sat on the bed, tied her hair up, then lay down and put her hair behind the pillow.

"It doesn't matter. I'm not tired after the holiday." Zhou Jing hugged Yang Wenwen and whispered, "Where haven't I kissed you yet?"

"How bad."

Yang Wenwen buried her face in the boy's arms embarrassedly.

"I love everything about you."

Zhou Jing kissed Yang Wenwen on the forehead and said.

"I love everything about you, too."

Yang Wenwen hugged the boy and said.

"You have a good physique. You are a blessed woman. Not all women can be like you. This helps the body regulate itself. So don't suppress yourself. Your skin looks so good now."

Zhou Jing lifted Yang Wenwen's chin and spoke softly.

"Then why do you always laugh at me?"

Yang Wenwen pursed her lips.

Of course, she was more aware of her own feelings, and she indeed felt incomparable pleasure with Zhou Jing.

"You can laugh, but I don't dislike you. I like anything I do for you. Every part of you is sweet."

Zhou Jing pinched Yang Wenwen's nose and said.

Yang Wenwen looked at the boy with a gentle smile on her face, her eyes full of affection.

"What did you call me before? Good brother, right? Call me again."

Zhou Jing pretended to think.

Yang Wenwen said with a smile: "How dare you ask me to call you brother when you are a few years younger than me."

"My husband is the greatest in the world, shout."

"I can't say it."

Yang Wenwen lowered her head while laughing and crying.

"It's so sweet in front, come on, you can't sleep unless you yell."

Zhou Jing pinched Yang Wenwen's chin and lifted it up.

"Ahem." Yang Wenwen cleared her throat, unable to speak, "Good brother, obviously a bad brother."

"Good sister, you are so good."

It doesn’t matter whether he is a good brother or a bad brother, as long as Yang Wenwen calls him that.

The next morning, the little girl woke up more punctually than the alarm clock just after six o'clock. However, she did not make a noise. Instead, she clumsily got into the bed of Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen, climbed over Yang Wenwen and squeezed between the two of them.

"Dad, Dad is still sleeping when it's daybreak."

The little girl lay on the pillow, looking at Zhou Jing and calling softly.

"Don't bother, sleep a little longer, Dad was tired from work yesterday."

Yang Wenwen lay on her side, holding her daughter down.

"If you get up so actively to go to school, you don't have to worry about not getting up in the morning."

Zhou Jing opened his eyes, and what came into view was the little girl's fuzzy head and innocent smile, as well as Yang Wenwen's slightly lazy, slightly messy and charming face.

"Wake up dad, and coax him to sleep."

Yang Wenwen pinched her daughter's face and said.

"Be good, Daddy, close your eyes and go to sleep."

The little girl made Zhou Jing close his eyes with her little hands, and then she patted Zhou Jing's back gently, imitating the way an adult would coax a child to sleep.

"The little cutie has grown up."

Zhou Jing kissed the little girl on the forehead and then kissed Yang Wenwen on the lips.

"Be good and lie down and sleep with daddy. Mommy will go buy some groceries and make breakfast."

Yang Wenwen stretched herself with a smile, feeling refreshed and comfortable in every pore of her body. She got up and went to the bathroom, then returned to the bedroom, took out some underwear and clothes from the closet and sat on the edge of the bed to change.

Yang Wenwen was about to put on her pants and then take off her nightgown. Under the boy's half-smiley gaze, she no longer tried to hide her feelings.

Take off your nightgown and change clothes.

"That's pretty much it."

Zhou Jing reached out and touched Yang Wenwen's hair that was scattered on her shoulders, which was as white as snow, and said.

"Bad guy."

After changing clothes, Yang Wenwen stood by the bed, bent down and rubbed the boy's face, then took a comb and combed his hair while standing.

"Is mom a tigress?"

Zhou Jing pinched the little girl's ear and said. The little girl didn't dare to speak loudly, so she whispered yes in Zhou Jing's ear.

Yang Wenwen said as she combed her hair: "If you make me angry, Daddy can't protect you."

"Mom, I want to drink Wahaha."

The little girl said eagerly while lying on the pillow.

"You can drink it after you eat."

Yang Wenwen said without allowing any discussion.

The little girl could only give up the idea.

After combing her hair, Yang Wenwen went to the vegetable market. When she came back, she made breakfast. In the refrigerator were the steamed buns she had made yesterday. She cooked some mung bean porridge and made a cold dish. When the porridge was almost ready, she asked Zhou Jing if he wanted to eat some fried steamed bun slices.

“Just warm it up.”

Zhou Jing didn't want to eat fried buns early in the morning because they were greasy and dry.

"Mom, I'm hungry."

The little girl rolled around on the bed.

"The meal will be ready soon."

There are snacks at home, but Yang Wenwen does not indulge her daughter in eating snacks early in the morning.

"wake up!"

Zhou Jing got up from the bed, carried the little girl to the chair, and combed her hair with a comb.

"Dad, find me some candy."

The little girl was afraid that Yang Wenwen would hear, so she spoke in a low voice.

The little girl looked so adorable. Zhou Jing was not as principled as Yang Wenwen when it came to children. He would become soft-hearted when a child acted coquettishly, no matter if it was a boy or a girl. So he opened the wardrobe and took out a chocolate candy from the snack box on the top shelf to feed the little girl.

"Thank you dad."

The little girl had candy in her mouth and her saliva almost flowed out when she opened her mouth. She raised her arm to wipe her mouth and kissed Zhou Jing on the face.

"What if mom finds out and beats dad?"

Zhou Jing's heart almost melted by the cuteness of the little girl.

The little girl lowered her voice and said, "I will protect Daddy."

"CC is so brave."

Zhou Jing first combed the little girl's hair, then parted it in the middle, made two small ponytails at the bottom, and braided two small pigtails on the top of her head. He tied a few colorful rubber bands on each pigtail, bent them into cat ears and fixed them with hairpins.

"Like it?"

Zhou Jing took a mirror and looked at the little girl.

"Cat."

The little girl was so happy.

"You're eating secretly so early in the morning." Yang Wenwen pinched her daughter's squirming cheeks, touched her cat-ear hairstyle, looked at Zhou Jing and said, "Your hands are more skillful than a woman's."

"Please accept me as your teacher and I will teach you how to style a child's hair. Call me Teacher Zhou."

The hairstyle Zhou Jing combed for the little girl was actually very simple, but the important thing was the idea behind it. Yang Wenwen was wearing tight jeans, which wrapped her thighs, making them round and straight. Zhou Jing pinched her thigh.

"Teacher Zhou."

Yang Wenwen pulled the boy's ear and said.

Breakfast is ready, mung bean porridge, steamed buns, and cold dishes. It is light and simple but very appetizing.

After breakfast, Zhou Jing returned to his residence to write his novel.

At 11 o'clock, Gu Jia drove to find Zhou Jing and went to eat first. After Zhou Jing came out of the community, Gu Jia got out of the car and asked the boy to drive. "Are you used to driving a car and suddenly you don't have a car?"

"It's hard to move forward. Did you resign smoothly yesterday?"

Zhou Jing is not used to not having a car now. He doesn’t want to squeeze on the bus, so he can only take a taxi.

"If I decide to resign, the school will definitely not be able to keep me." Gu Jia looked at her legs and said, "Can you tell that I'm wearing stockings?"

Today Gu Jia wore a white short-sleeved top, a plaid skirt, and flesh-colored stockings on her legs.

"You can't tell unless you look carefully. Walk a few steps and I'll see."

Zhou Jing looked at the back of Gu Jia's knee and said.

Gu Jia bent her legs on the spot and looked back. When she bent her legs, her stockings were clearly wrinkled.

“It feels really good.”

After getting in the car, Zhou Jing touched Gu Jia's leg.

"Do you want to tear it again?"

Gu Jia patted the boy's restless hand and said.

"It feels good to tear the black silk stockings."

Zhou Jing took his hand off Gu Jia's leg and drove away.

"Stinky boy."

The two went to eat first, and then Zhou Jing drove to the 4S store to pick up the car.

(End of this chapter)