Heart after marriage works

Chapter 2998

    

s last visit to Jiangcheng, he more or less felt guilty and laughed, "No, I'm tired, too. I want to go back to the hotel to have a rest!""what time is it have a good time!" Qiao Bolin made a phone cal...Chapter 2998

Qingning followed Yao Song to look at the real estate during the day, did business like him, went back to work overtime to write a report, and at night she combed through everything she had learned during the day, and then redid Senhe's design.

Jiang Chen, who was left out in the cold, was a little sad, even depressed.

often stands in front of the study in the middle of the night, looking at Qingning with a resentful look on his face, "Baby, hard work and deadly work are two different things!"

Qingning looked up and saw him leaning against the door frame, his long posture falling in a faint shadow, and his handsome face was also somewhat dark, with heartache and helplessness hidden in the deep eyes.

Qing Ning smiled, "I still have a little idea. I want to draw it as soon as possible, or I may forget it tomorrow. Go to bed first."

Jiang Chen sighed, "We haven't made out for three days."

Lantern Shadow fell a gradual halo on Qingning's soft face, and her reddish eyebrows and eyes fell on the crisscross, looking at pure beauty and innocence.

she nibbled her pink lips. "I'll draw for another ten minutes and then take a bath."

Jiang Chen smiled and said, "Mom asked someone to make a ready-to-eat bird's nest and put it in the fridge. I'll heat it for you. It's delicious after taking a bath."

Qingning nodded, but he couldn't help his stomach. No wonder he had time to eat after taking a bath.

but men always have to find something to do for themselves so that they don't feel like ten minutes is that long.

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on Thursday, Yao Song had something to do, and Qingning ran several buildings by himself.

the sun was so hot that Qing Ning sat in a small pavilion in the park reading materials. The weather was too hot and she had no appetite. She took the fast food bread in her bag and opened it as lunch.

she sat cross-knee on the bench, stuffing bread into her mouth and writing on paper with a pen.

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all kinds of ideas are pouring in these days, and she needs to record and sort out her inspiration at any time.

in the middle of the bread, the phone suddenly rang. She picked it up and took a look at it. "Sister!"

Fan Wenxin smiled softly. "have you had lunch yet"

Qing Ning said with a smile, "I'm eating."

"have you had enough If you don't have enough to eat, come to my store and I'll cook delicious food for you. " Fan Wenxin spoke softly.

"wait for the weekend. I'll go to see my sister on the weekend." Qingning Road.

"I'm not just calling to invite you to dinner. There's something else. Do you have a minute" Fan Wenxin asked.

when Qing Ning heard her say this, she no longer refused. "I'm going over there now."

"OK, I'll be waiting for you!" Fan Wenxin responded with a soft smile.

Qingning hung up the phone, packed the leftover bread and materials into a bag, left the park, and took a taxi to Fan Wenxin's coffee shop.

it's already one o'clock when it arrives. There are few people in the shop. Fan Wenxin is chatting with a salesgirl.

when he saw Qingning enter the door, Fan Wen Xin lifted his hand and came over.

the two sat down, and the clerk brought coffee and dessert. Fan Wen Xin said, "the coffee beans from Popayan's origin are more sweet and have a little berry leaven flavor."

Jiang Chen likes coffee and often makes his own coffee for Qingning. Qingning is influenced by him, although he is not as deep as Fan Wenxin, and he knows a little bit.

after they talked a few words about coffee, Fan Wenxin smiled and asked, "how was work"

Qingning playfully shrugged her shoulders. "I'm busy, but I'm having a good time." Bodhisattva." Mrs. Qiao said softly, "the guidance that the Buddha wants to give is to let it go. You are clearly fighting against the Bodhisattva, how can you be calm"Qiao Bolin looked at Mrs. Joe i...