Chapter 441 Then play music and then dance

"Is the gift your husband gave you last time useful?"

After getting off the car, Zhou Jing remembered that he had given Yang Wenwen a "Goddess Gift Package" last month to ease Yang Wenwen's longing for him when he was away. The items were very high-end, and Zhou Jing specially bought them for imported goods.

"bad boy."

Yang Wenwen pinched the boy's waist, thinking that he could think of giving her such a gift.

Zhou Jing put his arm around Yang Wenwen's waist and said, "It's useless?"

"Ahem, I used it."

Yang Wenwen coughed lightly and nodded embarrassedly.

Although she was extremely embarrassed, Yang Wenwen had to admit that being alone was always a solution.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about. These are all normal needs of life."

Zhou Jing hugged Yang Wenwen's neck and sucked her lips.

I forgot to bring it, otherwise Zhou Jing could explore it with Yang Wenwen.

"How many days will you stay this time?"

Yang Wenwen said, holding the boy's big, strong hand.

"Let's discuss the project tomorrow and go to Tangdu the day after tomorrow."

It was still early, so Zhou Jing was not in a hurry when he got into the house.

Yang Wenwen took off her coat and hung it on the hanger. She went to the bathroom to turn on the water heater, went to the kitchen to get a pot of water and boiled it. She came to the living room, turned on the TV, sat in the boy's arms and said, "How about watching TV for a while?"

"Row."

Zhou Jing put his left arm around Yang Wenwen's waist, lifted up Yang Wenwen's T-shirt with his right hand, and took off her bra, which must be uncomfortable to wear in the room.

Yang Wenwen's ** flicked out and touched Zhou Jing's face.

"I noticed something. Every time I come back, the underwear you wear is sexier. Is that intentional or deliberate?"

Zhou Jing sniffed it, felt the remaining warmth and fragrance of the bra, and smiled.

Yang Wenwen pinched the boy's face with both hands and said, "It was unintentional, just a coincidence."

"Once is a coincidence, twice is a coincidence, and three times is also a coincidence?"

Zhou Jing looked directly at Yang Wenwen and said.

"Correct."

Yang Wenwen nodded affirmatively. In fact, it was definitely not a coincidence. Women dress up to please themselves. Indeed, every time the boy came back, she would pay more attention to her clothes and choose the better-looking ones.

Zhou Jing gave Yang Wenwen a brand new life. It would not be an exaggeration to say that Zhou Jing gave Yang Wenwen a new life. Everything Yang Wenwen has now, including happiness and joy, was given by Zhou Jing. Yang Wenwen wanted to please Zhou Jing.

Who else can Yang Wenwen show her beauty to except Zhou Jing? Who would like to admire their beauty all day long if they have someone they like?

"Really a coincidence?"

Zhou Jing stared at Yang Wenwen with a threatening smile.

"You're asking even though you already know the answer. Who else can I wear this for except you?"

Yang Wenwen pulled the boy's ear and said.

"You need to speak your mind. Do you like me to let you guess riddles?"

Zhou Jing pinched Yang Wenwen's butt and said.

The boy's words were not unreasonable. Yang Wenwen kissed Zhou Jing lightly on the lips and said, "I wear it just for you to see."

"That's more like it. You're getting better at understanding men." Zhou Jing looked at Yang Wenwen and continued, "If it weren't for Teacher Yang accompanying me, I definitely wouldn't be able to concentrate on starting my own business. Thank you Teacher Yang for accompanying me and teaching me how to grow."

"Don't be too tired. You are so talented that you can live a more relaxed life."

Yang Wenwen put her left arm around the boy's neck, stroked his cheek with her right hand and spoke softly.

"There's a saying that goes, 'Study for the rise of China.' Now that we have the ability to make a career, how can we not work hard? Is that right, Mr. Yang?"

"Yes, but the body is the capital of revolution, so you must take good care of your body first."

How could Yang Wenwen not be proud to have a student like Zhou Jing?

"It's not cold anymore, right? Take off your clothes and sit for a while?"

It's almost mid-October and the temperature is a bit cool in the morning and evening. I hugged her for a while to warm her up, Zhou Jing said.

Yang Wenwen nodded, got up, closed the curtains and undressed.

"NK wears more charm."

Yang Wenwen even withdrew from nk, and Zhou Jing gave her nk.

"What other tricks do you have?"

Yang Wenwen felt like crying but had no tears, so she put her sweatpants and autumn trousers on the sofa.

Zhou Jing quickly withdrew, hugged Yang Wenwen and said, "Of course I have to appreciate the sexy clothes you wear specially for me for a while, otherwise you are wearing them for nothing, right?"

"Slippery and smooth-talking."

Yang Wenwen couldn't refute it.

"Sweet talk is also to please you, don't you want to be amused by me?"

Zhou Jing said confidently.

"I can't argue with you, drink black tea?"

Yang Wenwen was speechless again. After being a Chinese teacher for more than eight years, she was actually unable to win an argument with her former student. Yang Wenwen felt a little ashamed. The water was ready and she prepared to pour it.

"Row."

Zhou Jing nodded.

Yang Wenwen stood up and turned to pour water.

At this time, she was only wearing underwear, and her round and white back showed the beauty of the slightly plump goddess to the fullest. Her long, black and shiny hair was draped over her shoulders, swaying with the steady steps of her long legs.

Even though he had seen Yang Wenwen countless times, Zhou Jing still couldn't take his eyes off her. Yang Wenwen had a face that symbolized peace and prosperity, and she was beautiful enough to be looked at over and over again. Her figure was slightly plump, and her beauty was full of texture and warmth.

Coming to the kitchen, Yang Wenwen washed the cup that she used to make tea for Zhou Jing, put a pinch of Pu'er tea in it, poured hot water in it and brought it to the living room, then went to the kitchen to pour herself a cup of boiled water, and returned to the living room to ask Zhou Jing if he wanted to wash his clothes.

"Wash it tomorrow and turn it around so my husband can see it."

Zhou Jing shook his head and said.

"It's been almost two years and you haven't seen enough?"

Yang Wenwen walked to the TV with a smile, bent down, picked up the charger next to the TV and charged her mobile phone.

"How can you see enough? You have no idea of ​​your own beauty."

Zhou Jing smiled and pulled Yang Wenwen to sit on his lap and found a TV series to watch.

“That’s how I feel!”

Yang Wenwen put her arm around the boy, tucked her hair, and rested her head on the boy's shoulder, feeling very satisfied.

Zhou Jing kissed Yang Wenwen's shoulder and turned his eyes back to the TV.

Yang Wenwen raised her head and looked at the boy, smiling and said, "Won't your legs feel numb from holding me all the time?"

"No, if you work harder, your weight will be around 1300 and that will be perfect."

"No, it took me a long time to reduce from 130 to 122." Yang Wenwen pinched the boy's face and said, "Do you really want me to be fat?"

"I want to experience the happiness of Emperor Gaozong of Tang or some other emperor." Zhou Jing suddenly thought of something interesting. "It's a pity that you can't dance. You can do radio gymnastics, right? Show it to your husband."

"will not."

Yang Wenwen immediately shook her head.

"Don't do it. I'm going on strike tonight."

Zhou Jing pushed Yang Wenwen away and said.

Helpless, Yang Wenwen picked up the clothes.

"Just do it, please, dear sister."

Zhou Jing snatched Yang Wenwen's T-shirt and threw it on the bed.

Yang Wenwen pulled the boy's ear and said, "Then you are not allowed to laugh."

"Definitely not laughing, first period, warm-up exercises, 12345678, 22345678"

After Yang Wenwen stood in front of the TV and got ready, Zhou Jing shouted slogans.

“Just two sessions.”

Yang Wenwen stepped on the spot with a tearful and laughing face, swinging her arms as she stepped.

At this time, Yang Wenwen was doing radio gymnastics. Zhou Jing looked at her blankly. He held back his laughter and watched her. "Second period of stretching exercises, 12345678, 22345678"

As expected of a class teacher, Yang Wenwen performed the radio gymnastics very standardly, with every movement being just right.

"Okay, you're still laughing when I tell you not to laugh."

Seeing the boy trying to hold back his laughter, Yang Wenwen stopped, walked up to him and said unhappily, "Only laugh when you're happy. I love you so much, baby. Don't stop. Keep playing the music and dancing. Finish your chest expansion exercises."

Yang Wenwen's performance was very standard but still a little awkward. However, Zhou Jing enjoyed watching it. It was like some people dancing. If you say she can dance, her movements will look weird. If you say she can't dance, she will know every movement. It's awkward but people enjoy watching it.

"Next time."

Yang Wenwen said reluctantly.

"Well, learn to dance. There will be parent-child activities at school on Children's Day next year. Don't stand there and embarrass the children."

Zhou Jing put his hands around Yang Wenwen's waist and kissed her through her clothes.

“I have uncoordinated limbs.”

Yang Wenwen looked at the time and pulled the boy to take a shower. Zhou Jing picked up the teacup, took a sip and put it down. He picked up Yang Wenwen by the waist and went to the bathroom. The water temperature for girls' bath was high, so Zhou Jing asked Yang Wenwen to adjust the water temperature.

"Will the water be too hot to take a shower with a woman?"

Yang Wenwen said with a smile.

"The temperature of your bath water is about the same as boys'."

Zhou Jing was very surprised that boys with thick skin could feel the temperature of girls' bath water was hot. Girls were really amazing.

Maybe because Yang Wenwen was poor in the past few years, in order to save electricity, the temperature of the bath water was not too hot.

The two of them played in the water, rubbed each other's backs, applied shower gel to each other, and teased each other mischievously from time to time. The happy mood allowed Zhou Jing to temporarily relax his long-tense mood.

"I've matured a lot since I graduated from college. How's your sleep like?"

Yang Wenwen said as she rubbed the boy's back.

"Very good, fall asleep immediately."

Zhou Jing squeezed toothpaste and brushed his teeth first.

After taking a shower, Zhou Jing carried Yang Wenwen back to the bedroom.

The next day, Monday, Yang Wenwen woke up at six o'clock, gently moved away from Zhou Jing, got out of bed, took a pair of underwear and went to the living room to change clothes. After washing up, she did not disturb Zhou Jing who was still sleeping, and gently opened and closed the door and went to school.

The air outside is fresh. I had a great time last night. Breathing the air outside, Yang Wenwen felt refreshed and in an extremely happy mood. The electric car is at school and there is enough time, so Yang Wenwen walks to school.

Zhou Jing woke up at almost seven o'clock, took a shower and made his bed.

Looking at the bed sheets that had been changed last night on the chair, Zhou Jing couldn't help but smile as he recalled the scene of "getting caught in the rain" at night.

After a simple tidying up, Zhou Jing went to Yang Wenwen's house. The little girl had just got up and was looking for Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen in the house with messy hair.

"Mom is going to work, how about Daddy taking you to school today?"

While Yang's mother was making breakfast, Zhou Jing went to Yang Wenwen's bedroom to get a comb to comb the little girl's hair.

"Dad reads with me."

The little girl blinked her big eyes.

"Dad has to go to work too. Our food, clothes, and your toys all cost money. It's very hard for mom to earn money alone. Can you bear to see mom suffer alone?"

Zhou Jing said as he combed the little girl's hair.

“I also make a little money.”

The little girl said very ambitiously.

"Study hard and grow up so you can earn some money."

Zhou Jing braided the little girl's hair into two ponytails and pinned up the loose hair with a cartoon hairpin. He picked up a mirror and asked the little girl if she was pretty.

"pretty."

The little girl is already vain at such a young age.

Yang's mother prepared breakfast, and Zhou Jing and the little girl went to the dining table. The breakfast was millet porridge and leek dumplings. Zhou Jing picked up a leek dumpling for the little girl and mashed it with chopsticks.

"I want to drink Wahahaha, not this."

The little girl looked at Zhou Jing and acted coquettishly.

"Which kid drinks Wahaha so early in the morning?"

Yang's mother said.

"That's right. If you drink cold drinks right after getting up in the morning, your stomach will hurt. Be obedient and let mom buy you delicious food when dad is not around. If you are not obedient, dad can't help you put in a good word for mom."

Zhou Jing is not without principles when it comes to treating children. He spoils them when it is necessary, and does not spoil them when it is not necessary.

After breakfast, Zhou Jing sent the little girl to school. Yang's mother had packed her schoolbag last night. Before leaving, Zhou Jing asked the little girl to check if she had left anything behind.

The little girl looked through book and notebook one by one, making sure nothing was left behind before putting them back.

Zhou Jing picked up the little girl's schoolbag, held the bag in his left hand and held the little girl's hand with his right hand, and asked the little girl to say goodbye to Yang's mother before leaving.

"Goodbye grandma."

"Study hard at school, and come back for lunch if Xiao Zhou is not busy at noon."

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

"I probably won't be able to come back. I have to go to the construction site after discussing the project."

"If you can come back, call me and I'll cook."

"it is good."

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The little girl said that she didn't want to go to school, but she had already adapted to school and didn't need her parents to beg her to go. She would go to school naturally when it was time to go, even if her parents didn't urge her.

After sending the little girl to the company, Zhou Jing drove the car, opened the passenger door first, held the little girl in his arms and sat her down, fastened her seat belt, and then walked around the front of the car, got in the car, started the car, glanced at the little girl who was looking out, and said, "Is the school food delicious?"

"It's delicious. Dad, open the glass."

The little girl patted the car window and said.

"You can't put your hands out when you open it, or they'll get hit by other cars, okay?"

Zhou Jing rolled down the window and said.

The little girl nodded obediently.

"Sing a song for Daddy."

Zhou Jing said after starting it.

"What does Dad want to hear?"

"I have to go to school and never be late."

"The sun is shining in the sky, the flowers are smiling at me, the birds are saying good morning, good morning, why are you carrying a small schoolbag?"

The little girl sang very seriously.

Listening to the little girl's singing, Zhou Jing called Yang Wenwen.

When Yang Wenwen answered the phone and heard her daughter's clear singing, a smile spread across her face.

"This little cutie loves going to school so much, buy her more delicious food in the future."

Zhou Jing pressed the hands-free button, put the phone in the car and said.

Yang Wenwen: "I'll buy it if you listen to me."

"Mom, Dad and I are going to school."

Hearing Yang Wenwen's voice, the little girl shouted.

"Got it. Study hard and make progress every day."

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In a blink of an eye, they arrived outside the kindergarten and Zhou Jing hung up the phone. At this time, there was a constant stream of parents sending their children to school outside the school. When they noticed the Badao parked on the side of the road, other parents cast envious glances at it.

"Go! Study hard and eat well."

Zhou Jing carried the little girl off the bus and put her schoolbag on her back.

"Goodbye dad."

The little girl waved her hand and walked into the school gate.

Zhou Jing has completely adapted to the role of a stay-at-home dad and is just waiting for Gu Jia to give birth. After watching the little girl go into school, Zhou Jing gets in the car and goes to the company. When he arrives at the company office, he takes out the hospital information system plan from his bag and familiarizes himself with it again.

It was the first day back from the National Day holiday. The company had a lot of things to do. Last month's financial report was being completed in a hurry. The financial director of the Yulin branch of Bowei Network Technology Co., Ltd. sent the payroll to Zhou Jing, including the payroll for the Innovation Internet Cafe.

"From now on, just ask Manager Yang Wenwen to sign the Internet cafe's financial statements."

Zhou Jing picked up the Internet cafe's report, glanced at it and signed it.

Yang Wenwen is the nominal manager of Innovation Internet Cafe with a monthly salary of 5,000 yuan. Yang Wenwen is a teacher at Experimental Middle School. According to school regulations, teachers cannot engage in other occupations outside the school, so the Internet cafe did not give Yang Wenwen a formal job, and could not pay social security for Yang Wenwen. It only allowed Yang Wenwen to take time to visit the Internet cafe occasionally.

The monthly royalties from Zhou Jing's three best-selling novels are still considerable, and he still gives Yang Wenwen 20,000 yuan every month.

Including the school salary, Yang Wenwen earns nearly 30,000 yuan a month. Yang Wenwen lives frugally, and Zhou Jing estimates that Yang Wenwen has saved about 600,000 or 700,000 yuan now.

After staying in the company until half past nine, Zhou Jing set off to the Municipal Party Committee Building to discuss the project.

(End of this chapter)