Chapter 425 Yang Wenwen only drinks with Zhou Jing

"Why did Dad cover my eyes?"

The little girl pushed Zhou Jing's hand away and said in confusion.

"Because. Ask mom."

Zhou Jing didn't know how to explain, so he threw the question to Yang Wenwen.

Yang Wenwen didn't know how to explain to her daughter for a moment, but the little girl didn't ask any more questions. Yang Wenwen looked at Zhou Jing and asked, "When are we leaving?"

"Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, when do you want your husband to leave?"

Zhou Jing originally planned to leave tomorrow, but he was reluctant to leave when he saw Yang Wenwen, so he changed his mind and decided to stay one more day. It didn't matter if he returned to BJ one day later.

"I certainly wish you'd stayed longer."

Yang Wenwen sighed softly. The days when they were apart more than together were not easy.

"Then we'll leave the day after tomorrow."

Zhou Jing held the steering wheel with his left hand and held Yang Wenwen's hand with his right hand.

The little girl pried Zhou Jing's hand away from Yang Wenwen's and held Zhou Jing's big hand with her own small hand.

There is a barbecue restaurant near the community. Zhou Jing parked his car outside the community and did not plan to drive away for dinner. It was just right for him to drink two beers. BBQ without beer lacks soul.

Yang Wenwen called her mother in advance, and her mother was waiting outside the community. After meeting, the four of them went to a barbecue restaurant.

"Dad, Mom, Grandma, hurry up."

The little girl ran a few meters and turned back to shout to the three people.

"There's a car ahead, don't run."

Yang Wenwen said as she looked at her daughter's figure.

Catching up with the little girl, Zhou Jing held her hand and said, "Do you remember what you should do before crossing the road?"

"Look left and right. You can only pass if there are no cars."

The little girl turned her head, and her two ponytails swung back and forth behind her head.

“What if the view is blocked by the cars on the side of the road?”

Zhou Jing pointed to the bus lane at the bus stop.

The little girl took a step forward, poked her head out and said, "Look at it this way."

"You are so smart, little cutie. You must look carefully when crossing the road alone."

Zhou Jing pinched the little girl's face and said.

Yang Wenwen looked at her daughter and smiled and said, "Tell Dad how many times you cried during this period?"

The little girl shook her head and said, "I didn't cry."

"Children who lie will have trouble finding friends. Are you really not crying?"

Zhou Jing gently pulled the little girl's braid and said.

The little girl hugged Zhou Jing's legs, hesitating and not saying anything.

"If you cry at your age, people will laugh at you. You can't cry at school."

When the light turned green on the sidewalk, Zhou Jing pulled the little girl through.

“Other children cried too.”

The little girl looked around and said.

"You can't cry when other children cry."

Yang Wenwen was a little amused and helpless. It was frustrating to see a child crying in kindergarten.

Zhou Jing couldn't help laughing. The kindergarten was filled with so much laughter that he wondered if the teacher's head must be buzzing.

"Children will become ugly if they cry too much. Let daddy see if you have become ugly."

Mother Yang patted the little girl's head and said.

"Come here, Dad." Crossing the street, Zhou Jing pinched the little girl's chin and said seriously, "She is not as pretty as before. Her eyes have become smaller, her forehead has become wider, and the corners of her eyes have become darker."

"You'll become ugly if you keep going like this. Do you want to become ugly?"

Zhou Jing pinched the little girl's cute nose and said.

The little girl shook her head and said no.

"Then stop crying."

Yang Wenwen rubbed her daughter's head and said.

The little girl thought it was true and pouted her lips and said, "Then mom can't hit me."

"If you behave yourself, I won't hit you. Don't cry in school anymore."

Yang Wenwen looked at Zhou Jing with a helpless look.

Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen looked at each other and smiled, "This little cutie is smarter than you."

Yang Wenwen patted Zhou Jing unconvincedly. She said that she was able to get into a second-tier university 2000 years ago, which was considered very smart. At that time, not many people in the county could get into a second-tier university.

When they arrived at the barbecue restaurant, Zhou Jing held the little girl in his arms and sat down next to her.

Yang Wenwen sat opposite Zhou Jing.

Zhou Jing picked up the menu and ordered twenty skewers of lamb, twenty skewers of beef, and four skewers of grilled chicken wings. He told the waiter to order half of each dish without chili, and then gave the menu to Yang Wenwen and Yang's mother.

There was enough meat to eat, so Yang Wenwen added a few vegetarian dishes, a roasted eggplant, a flatbread, etc. For the main course, she asked for a fried rice and a casserole, and then ordered two bottles of fruit beer and four bottles of beer. She looked at Zhou Jing and said, "Let's have some beer."

"Listen to you."

Zhou Jing knew that Yang Wenwen usually never drank and only drank when she was with him.

Yang Wenwen handed the menu to the waiter and looked at the boy and asked, "Do you usually have a drinking party?"

"No, I rarely drink outside."

Looking at Yang Wenwen, Zhou Jing thought that he should let Yang Wenwen sit next to him so that he could touch her legs.

"Don't drive after drinking."

Yang Wenwen also looked at Zhou Jing with a silky gaze.

Zhou Jing nodded, and beer and fruit beer were served. Zhou Jing opened a bottle of fruit beer and poured it for Yang's mother first, then poured most of the cup for the little girl.

Yang Wenwen opened a bottle of beer and poured it for Zhou Jing and herself.

"C toasts to mom and dad."

Yang's mother said to the little girl who picked up the cup and prepared to drink it herself.

"To Mom and Dad."

The little girl said obediently.

"The little cutie is becoming more and more sensible."

Zhou Jing clinked his glass gently with the girl, then with Yang Wenwen, then raised his glass and drank half of it in one gulp.

Yang Wenwen also drank half a cup, tied up her long hair, and had a smile on her face, looking relaxed and happy.

"How is this senior year?"

Zhou Jing looked at Yang Wenwen and said.

"It's not obvious yet, but the quality of enrollment has obviously declined last year and this year, and the quality of the next senior class should decline more obviously."

Yang Wenwen shook her head and said.

“Why has the quality of enrollment declined?”

"Qingxian, Jiaxian and other counties have always been important sources of students for Experimental Middle School. Some county policies restrict the outflow of junior high school students from the county. On the other hand, the main source of students for the Tenth Middle School is also these counties. The enrollment quality of the Tenth Middle School has been very stable in the past two years."

"It's no use for high schools like ours to use policies to retain students. There's only one high school, and good students and poor students go to school together, so good students won't learn well."

Zhou Jing knew everything about Qingxian County High School, and even Confucius couldn't save it.

Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen clinked glasses again. After finishing a glass of beer, the barbecue was ready. Zhou Jing brought a skewer of non-spicy roasted lamb to the little girl. Seeing that the little girl's posture for eating barbecue was wrong, Zhou Jing picked up a skewer and held it horizontally to her mouth, demonstrating to her, "You can't eat barbecue like this. If you're not careful, you'll poke your mouth. Eat it like daddy does."

The little girl tried to learn it in an earnest way, but she couldn't grasp it at first.

"Hold the piece of meat with your teeth and pull it over there."

Zhou Jing put down his barbecue and taught the little girl step by step. He let the little girl bite a piece of roasted lamb. Zhou Jing grabbed the little girl's head with one hand and pinched the skewer with the other hand to pull it out.

"Are you ready?"

"Ah."

The little girl with oily lips nodded cutely.

"Remember, don't point pointy things like this at your face."

Zhou Jing pointed at the iron skewer and said.

The little girl nodded obediently.

Yang Wenwen looked at her daughter with a sincere smile on her face. What could be more gratifying than watching a child grow up healthy and happy? She couldn't help but think how nice it would be if Zhou Jing was her biological father.

Mother Yang looked at the little girl and Zhou Jing with a warm smile on her face. No matter what, the young man had done his best for his daughter and fulfilled his responsibilities to the little girl like a biological father, even better than a biological father.

Before, Yang's mother was wondering what Zhou Jing was thinking now and whether he really wanted to marry Yang Wenwen. But seeing Zhou Jing's sincerity towards Yang Wenwen and the little girl, Yang's mother felt that she was worrying too much. The boy is now devoted to his career, so she shouldn't bother him and should just maintain the current relationship with her daughter.

If possible, Yang Wenwen will let her have another child after she resigns next year, Yang's mother thought. In that case, having a biological child together will help the two of them develop further. By then, even if Zhou Jing's parents find out, they will be more accepting of Yang Wenwen.

After dinner, Yang's mother took the little girl to the community square to play, and Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen went home first. After entering the residential building, Zhou Jing put his arm around Yang Wenwen's waist and pinched her belly. She had a little belly on her belly, which was bulging after eating. It felt soft and elastic when pinched, which was very good.

"I finally managed to lose some weight, but when you come back I will gain it back again."

Yang Wenwen leaned towards the boy, went to the second floor, paused, and rested her head on the boy's shoulder.

"Really? You keep your figure very well. You can neither gain weight nor lose weight."

Zhou Jing put his arm around Yang Wenwen's waist and pulled her up while saying.

"It's much harder to lose weight than to gain weight. The difference between you now and when you were in high school is so obvious."

Yang Wenwen said with a wry smile on her face.

"Now you are a real beauty."

Zhou Jing put one hand in the back pocket of Yang Wenwen's jeans, feeling the movement of her buttocks when she walked.

Yang Wenwen smiled but said nothing.

When she got home, Yang Wenwen took out the key from her bag and opened the door.

Zhou Jing also has a set of keys to Yang Wenwen's house, which he has kept hidden in the Prado.

After entering the house and changing shoes, Zhou Jing put his arms around Yang Wenwen's waist, kissed her lips, went to the living room, sat on the sofa, and held Yang Wenwen in his arms.

"Well, are you thirsty? I'll go get some water."

Yang Wenwen stuck out her tongue out as usual and spoke separately.

Zhou Jing let go of his hand reluctantly.

Yang Wenwen got up and took the Dahongpao she bought specifically for the boy, went to the kitchen to make a cup, poured herself a glass of boiled water, and brought it to the living room.

Zhou Jing hooked his hands around Yang Wenwen's waist and pulled her closer, burying his face in her arms and breathing in, feeling Yang Wenwen's fragrance.

"I'm going to change clothes."

Yang Wenwen held the boy's head with both hands and said with a smile.

"Husband will help you undress."

Zhou Jing raised his head and unbuckled the belt on Yang Wenwen's jeans.

At this time, Yang Wenwen was wearing a white T-shirt on top and blue high-waisted tight jeans on the bottom. She had a white narrow leather belt tied on her jeans. Although she was dressed very simply, she exuded a charming temperament. The high-waisted jeans made her waist clearly outlined. Her slightly wide frame made her figure quite plump, with round thighs and plump buttocks.

From face to feet, it gives people a plump and healthy beauty.

There was no one else at home at the moment, so Yang Wenwen let the boy undress her.

In a blink of an eye, the jeans were pulled down to the feet. Yang Wenwen lifted her feet and took off her pants. She pinched the cheek of the boy who was staring at her, bent down to pick up the pants, turned around and went to the bedroom to get home clothes.

Looking at the back figure wearing a light pink bra between a triangle and a boxer, and the pair of long legs that seemed to emit jade light under the white light, Zhou Jing curled the corners of his mouth and couldn't help but get up and follow her to the bedroom.

"I miss my wife so much. Should I stay at home or go out tonight?"

Zhou Jing threw the skirt in Yang Wenwen's hand onto the bed, then hugged Yang Wenwen from behind and kissed her round shoulders.

"Let's live in the house on Baoning Road!"

Yang Wenwen really didn't want to feel restrained during the rare reunion with the boy because of someone at home.

"it is good."

Zhou Jing held Yang Wenwen in his arms and lay on the bed, gently biting Yang Wenwen's nose.

"Is BJ still hot?"

Yang Wenwen looked at the boy's face close to her, feeling the boy's elegant breath and spoke softly.

"It's similar to Yu City. The temperature difference between day and night is quite large. How many days will the senior year have off for National Day?"

Zhou Jing bit Yang Wenwen's lips and said.

"Should be four days."

Yang Wenwen said as she tied her hair up.

"What are you going to do on holiday?"

Zhou Jing was afraid that Yang Wenwen would say she wanted to go to BJ.

Yang Wenwen said, "I can't go anywhere during the four days off, and it's hard to buy tickets during the holidays, so I'll just stay in Yu City. What about you?"

"I may not have a vacation. BJ Company has a project worth 400 to 500 million yuan, and the electronics factory in Tangdu will also start the acquisition process next month."

Zhou Jing pinched Yang Wenwen's lips so that they pouted and kissed her.

“Take care of yourself out there.”

Yang Wenwen felt sorry for the boy and spoke softly.

Zhou Jing nodded, moved his hand to Yang Wenwen's waist and pinched it, saying, "Are you cold?"

The nights in Yulin in September were a bit chilly, and Yang Wenwen was only wearing underwear and socks.

"You won't feel cold if you hold it."

Hearing her daughter's voice coming from the stairs, Yang Wenwen sat up and put on her clothes, picking up her nightgown and pulling it over her head.

Zhou Jing also got up from the bed. After eating barbecue and drinking beer, he felt a little thirsty, so he went to the living room to drink water.

Yang Wenwen combed her hair with her fingers, opened the door, stuck her head out and looked at the stairs below and said, "CC is so sensible now that you know how to get things for grandma."

"I'm so tired, mom, hold me."

The little girl shouted from the corner of the stairs.

"I've made it home, keep going."

Yang's mother pushed the little girl forward from behind.

"You need to be more sensible as you grow older. Did you run into any kids from your class while playing?"

Yang Wenwen went out and went down the stairs to take the banana from her daughter and the vegetables from her mother.

"I met Zhang Shiyu."

The little girl raised her arm and wiped her nose with a skilled and natural movement.

"You can't wipe your nose with your sleeve." Yang Wenwen rubbed her daughter's head and said, "Is Zhang Shiyu a girl or a boy?"

"Girls."

Back in the house, the little girl rushed towards Zhou Jing who was watching TV.

"CC changed her shoes. Did she say hello to the kids?"

Yang Wenwen threw her daughter's sandals at her feet at the door.

"beated."

The little girl sat in Zhou Jing's arms and took off her shoes without even untying her shoelaces.

Zhou Jing undid the girl's shoelaces, took off her shoes, changed them into slippers for her, and asked her to take her to the door with her sneakers.

The little girl picked up the shoes and sent them to the door. She came back and took Zhou Jing's cup of tea. She took a sip and didn't like it. She put it down and turned to Zhou Jing and said, "Dad, I'm thirsty."

"Daddy, can you get some water?"

Zhou Jing knew what the little girl was thinking. She wanted to drink Wahaha or yogurt.

The little girl shook her head and muttered that she didn't want to drink water.

"Then Dad asks you, did you greet Zhang Shiyu first or did Zhang Shiyu greet you first?"

Zhou Jing looked at the little girl and said.

The little girl scratched her hair and said, "I said hello first."

"How do you greet the little ones?"

Zhou Jing continued to ask.

"I said, Zhang Shiyu, let's play together, and then we played with the ball together."

The little girl tilted her head and spoke as she recalled.

"The little cutie is really sensible. He greets other children when he sees them, and he also greets the teachers and the children's parents. What does he say to the teacher when he sees her?"

Zhou Jing taught the little girl patiently.

"Hello teacher."

The little girl answered obediently.

"Did you meet the kid's parents?"

"Hello uncle, hello aunt."

"You're so smart, little cutie. Do you want Wahaha or yogurt?"

Zhou Jing pinched the little girl's face with both hands and said.

"Um"

The little girl became hesitant.

"Drink yogurt. I drank Wahaha today."

Zhou Jing made the decision for the little girl. He went to the refrigerator, got a cup of yogurt, put a straw in it and gave it to the little girl.

Looking at the two, one big and one small, Yang Wenwen felt that Zhou Jing was more competent than her in teaching her daughter.

(End of this chapter)