No.1 Yuan: Li Shaojiao's wife is a bit sweet

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"Zhao Mu, are you leaving now?" Qian Jing reluctantly held Zhao Mu's hand, refusing to let go.

"Yeah, I just took a day and a half off, and it's time to go back." Zhao Mu said helplessly.

She knew that she and Qian Jing had just started, and it was really inappropriate to separate so soon.

But she can't just stay because of this reason. After all, the drama "Double Standards" has already been filmed halfway, and it is absolutely impossible to quit now.

As for Qian Jing, he still had a lot of work to do, so it was impossible for him to just follow her away so casually.

Qian Jing is a very responsible and responsible person. He can't do such a thing by abandoning his own work.

"But... we have only been together for such a short time, Zhao Mu, don't you feel that you don't want to part with me?" Qian Jing looked at Zhao Mu with some dissatisfaction.

Zhao Mu pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, took a step forward, moved closer to Qian Jing's side, pressed a kiss on the corner of his mouth, then stepped back quickly, looked up at Qian Jing, and said, "I... I actually really miss you, but... isn't there no way? We are all adults, and we have to be responsible for our own affairs, Qian Jing, you can't just do whatever you want, right? "

"I know that too, but I just can't bear you, Zhao Mu." Qian Jing said.

"Well, so, for us to connect with each other, Qian Jing, let's make frequent phone calls in the future, how about video calls?" Zhao Mu said on tiptoe.

"Can you?" Qian Jing said in surprise.

He was also thinking that in order not to disturb Zhao Mu's work, he should contact her as little as possible, and he was always worrying.

"Why not? Look at your expression, isn't it just a phone call? Why are you so happy?" Zhao Mu said sweetly.

"Of course I'm happy, Zhao Mu. I thought I couldn't bother you all the time. So, if I miss you, I can call you, right?" Qian Jing asked.

Zhao Mu nodded and said, "It's possible, but you should try to hold back and restrain yourself during the day, except during meal times, okay? Qian Jing?"

"Of course, I won't hinder you when you're working, Zhao Mu, don't worry." Qian Jing hugged Zhao Mu ecstatically.

"Then... well, it's night. Let's fix a time, the time for the call. If you suddenly don't answer my call, I'll know something must have happened." Zhao Mu rolled his eyes and said.

"Well, I can also know if something happened to you." Qian Jing agreed.

"What do you think is appropriate?" Zhao Mu asked.

"As long as you can, I can, Zhao Mu." Qian Jing said happily.

"...Okay, let's set it at [-] o'clock in the evening. At that time, I just finished eating and went back to my room." Zhao Mu said after thinking.

Qian Jing nodded and said, "Okay."

Zhao Mu watched Qian Jing staring at her, and felt that Qian Jing standing in front of her was not alone, but a very loyal and obedient large dog.

She held her forehead and sighed helplessly, not understanding why the previous Qian Jing suddenly became like this.

"Zhao Mu? What's wrong with you?" Qian Jing asked puzzled.

"Forget it, I told you, you definitely don't understand, by the way, the time is coming, I have to leave, Qian Jing, before I leave, don't you have anything to say to me?" Zhao Mu looked forward to Looking at Qian Jing.

"Oh, yes, you should go, Zhao Mu, I have something for you." Qian Jing said, and took out a jewelry box from his pocket.

"Is it a ring?" Zhao Mu asked as he looked at the jewelry box for granted.

This morning, when she went out and saw Qian Jing at the door, she found that there seemed to be something in Qian Jing's pocket, and she guessed that it should be something that Qian Jing wanted to give her... It must be a token of love .

Qian Jing shook his head with a smile at Zhao Mu, opened the jewelry box, and said, "No, it's a necklace or a ring. I'll give it to you when it's more formal."

"Oh? Really? Then I'll wait and see." Zhao Mu said with a smile.

Qian Jing took the necklace out of the jewelry box, raised his head and said to Zhao Mu: "Turn around first, I'll put it on for you."

Zhao Mu turned around and waited quietly for Qian Jing to put the necklace on her.

Feeling Qian Jing's hand on his neck, Zhao Mu felt his neck itchy, and at the same time, his heart was beating fast because of anticipation.

"Turn around and put it on."

Hearing Qian Jing's voice, Zhao Mu turned around and faced Qian Jing.

"Sure enough, it's as good-looking as I thought." Qian Jing praised.

Zhao Mu lowered his head and looked at the necklace that suddenly protruded from his neck, feeling itchy in his heart, giving him a faint warmth.

Unless required by the event, she doesn't like to wear accessories very much, because it will be chrome when she is resting, making her rest uncomfortable.

"Good looking?" Zhao Mu raised his head and asked Qian Jing.

Qian Jing nodded with a smile, and said, "It looks good, Zhao Mu, do you know? I specially made this for you, and it's exclusive to you."

"Made to order? Did you already order it a long time ago?" Zhao Mu asked.

"Well...well, I ordered someone to order it before I sent you the letter, and I knew it would be very suitable for you. It turns out that my vision is really right." Qian Jing said proudly.

"Of course, I, Zhao Mu, is naturally beautiful and I can't give up on myself. Even without makeup, I still look radiant. Any kind of jewelry must look good on me, but... But I reluctantly admit that the necklace you gave me is The most beautiful one, Qian Jing, you should feel honored." Zhao Mu raised his head and said arrogantly.

Qian Jing gently rubbed Zhao Mu's head, and said with tenderness and doting eyes: "Well, you are right, Mu Mu, you are the most beautiful girl in the world."

"Hmph, you're smart." Zhao Mu turned his head awkwardly.

"It's not that I'm sensible, it's my family's Mu Mu who is really the prettiest." Qian Jing said sweet words without any shyness.

Zhao Mu blushed at what Qian Jing said, and lowered his head.

"Okay, I've already called you Mumu, so shouldn't you show me some respect too? Hmm?" Qian Jing supported Zhao Mu's head and rubbed it against each other.

"Then... isn't it just a title? You can call it anything, it's nothing." Zhao Mu's eyes wandered.

"Oh? Really? But I care, Mu Mu, don't you care?" Qian Jing said.

"Then... what do you want me to call you?" Zhao Mu asked.

"What do you want to be called?" Qian Jing said with a smile.

"Whatever, just... How about Ah Jing? What do you think?"