Adorable Wife and Husband Routine

When the dinner was over, it was already nine o'clock in the evening, the driver of Duan's family asked for leave, and Duan Mojun drank again, so Liu Yun had to act as the driver and take him back to Duan's villa.

Ji Nuannuan, who had just finished cleaning, was about to go back to her room to sleep, when she saw Duan Mojun with flushed cheeks walking in from outside, followed by his assistant Liu Yun.

"Mr. Duan, Assistant Liu." Ji Nuannuan said politely.

Duan Mojun nodded slightly, as a response, and went upstairs. Liu Yun stopped where she was, and instructed: "Go to the kitchen and make a bowl of hangover soup for President Duan."

"Okay." Ji Nuannuan nodded and immediately agreed.

Afterwards, Liu Yun turned around and left the villa. She plunged into the kitchen, busy making Duan Mojun's hangover soup.

He didn't go to the study today, but went back to the room directly to rest. With his consent, Ji Nuannuan opened the door with hangover soup.

"Drink some, it will feel better." She stepped forward slowly, her tone soft.

Duan Mojun seemed to be really drunk, his cheeks were slightly red, and even his eyes were hazy, not as clear-headed as usual.

He glanced down and asked, "What did you do?"

"Yeah." Ji Nuannuan pursed her lips and nodded.

Duan Mojun didn't reach out to pick it up, but looked at it for a long time before saying: "She has never cooked hangover soup for me."

The "she" he mentioned should refer to that Miss Su.

After being in Duan's house for so long, she still doesn't know who that Miss Su is, who can make Duan Mojun miss her so much.

For a moment, she didn't know how to answer his words.

During the silence, Duan Mojun had already reached out to take it, and drank the bowl of hangover soup.

I don't know if it was the soup that helped or something else, but Duan Mojun seemed to be more awake.

"How is your handover going?" He suddenly asked.

Ji Nuannuan naturally replied truthfully: "The handover is almost over, and Uncle Yang has also screened out a few suitable tutors."

"Yeah." He replied in a muffled voice, leaned back on the sofa slowly, his eyes were closed, and he looked very tired.

Ji Nuannuan held an empty bowl, pursed her lips, and decided to leave first.

Duan Mojun's voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Can you massage?"

"A little bit." Ji Nuannuan replied.

When my mother was in a coma before, the doctor said that giving her more massages would help her recover, so she specially learned some.

Just wondering why Duan Mojun asked this suddenly, he hooked his fingers and motioned for her to go over.

At this moment, Ji Nuannuan understood, put down his things and stepped forward, gently put his fingers on the position of his temple, and gently rubbed and pressed.

Ji Nuannuan's skin was smooth and tender, and the strength of the massage was just right. Duan Mojun closed his eyes and enjoyed it, and the fatigue seemed to dissipate a lot at once.

But when he thought that this woman would leave the Duan's house soon, he unconsciously frowned.

After a while, he said in a deep voice, "Go out."

"Yes." Ji Nuannuan took back her palm and left Duan Mojun's bedroom with her things.

At this moment, her mind is full of Shen Beibei's affairs, and she doesn't care about Duan Mojun who is a little inexplicable.

As soon as he went out, he bumped into Duan Xixu who came up from downstairs.

He glanced at the closed door behind Ji Nuannuan, wrinkled his face, and said in displeasure: "I'm leaving, why are you still sneaking into my dad's room!"

"I'm going to deliver hangover soup to your daddy. I also cooked some supper, do you want it?" Ji Nuannuan said innocently, and came to invite food temptation by the way.

As soon as the words fell, his little stomach groaned twice quite cooperatively.

He smacked his mouth and said, "It's because it's hungry, not because I want to eat it."

"Well, I know." Ji Nuannuan responded solemnly.

Duan Xixu raised his chin, snorted coldly, turned and went downstairs, and sat down in the restaurant by himself, waiting for Ji Nuannuan to bring out the things.

When cooking the hangover soup, she was afraid that Duan Mojun would not be full at the dinner, so she cooked some wontons, and now the little guy was cheaper.

"Here, eat, be careful not to burn it." She instructed softly.

Duan Xixu nodded, scooped it to his mouth and blew it before sending it to his mouth.

Ji Nuannuan was also a little hungry, so she served a bowl for herself, sitting in the dining room with one big and one small, unexpectedly harmonious.

Duan Xixu looked up at her and asked, "When are you leaving?"

"In two days, can't wait so soon?" Ji Nuannuan asked with a smile.

Duan Xixu pouted: "I'm just afraid that you will change your mind. On the day you leave, I will definitely watch you leave with my own eyes."

"Okay, it's you who sent me off." Her tone was brisk.

From the very beginning, she came to Duan's house with a purpose, and until now, it seems that there is nothing worth nostalgic about.

It's just that Shen Beibei, she still hasn't figured out whether she should tell it or not.

However, the little girl takes her father's place so seriously, so she probably won't be willing to let Shen Beibei become her new mommy, so she doesn't seem to need to meddle in other people's business.

Thinking of this, she felt relieved.

Putting another wonton into her mouth, she only felt satisfied, and she didn't notice at all that Duan Mojun, who was resting upstairs, walked behind her at some point.

"Is there any more?" A male voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Ji Nuannuan hurriedly got up and said, "Yes, do you want it?"

"En." Duan Mojun replied in a muffled voice, and Shi Shiran took a seat beside him.

Ji Nuannuan walked into the kitchen quickly, and added some new cooking.

Looking at the woman's busy figure, Duan Mojun frowned slightly. In his heart, he always felt that something was wrong.

After washing up, he was planning to rest, but somehow, he still wanted to go downstairs to have a look, and saw two people sitting in the dining room.

"Daddy, are you hungry too?" Duan Xixu asked childishly.

"Hmm." He nodded.

Hearing this, Duan Xixu pushed his bowl in front of him and said, "Daddy, you eat."

"No need," he shook his head, pursed his lips in silence for a while, and then asked, "You really want Ji Nuannuan to leave?"

Duan Xixu froze, rolled his eyes, and began to speculate on what his father meant by saying this.

In the next second, he shook his head: "No, I don't want to part with her either, but it was said on TV that there is no banquet in the world that lasts forever, and she will leave sooner or later."

"You have learned a lot from TV." Duan Mojun responded with a chuckle.

Duan Xixu smirked, and was about to chatter when he heard Duan Mojun say: "Stop watching TV dramas that are not nutritious."

"Oh." Duan Xixu responded sullenly, and chose to eat his own stuff.

Ji Nuannuan's movements were also very fast, and within a short while, she brought out a bowl of freshly cooked wontons, but Duan Mojun was already holding her spoon and eating the half of the bowl she left.