Mr. He’s Daily Affections

There's really nothing we can do about this... Mr. Ning, why don't you ask Qixi yourself? I left ten tickets for her at that time. She doesn't have many friends, so she probably hasn't given them all yet. The other party pondered.

Ning Yichen was silent for a while, then said a faint hmm and hung up the phone.

He opened the address book and paused for a long time on the three words Lu Qixi with his finger, but did not press it in the end.

What is he doing?

Even he himself doesn't know.

…

The next day.

After lunch, Xiaobao started to get excited.

Because He Jingyao promised him to accompany him to the Qixi Festival concert.

Zhixi also strongly requested to go with them.

He Jingyao's eyes fell on her bulging belly and he frowned in disapproval.

Well... this can be regarded as a group activity for our family. Zhixi said plausibly, When the baby is born, I don't know how many years it will take to get such an opportunity.

Yes, mommy will go too! Xiaobao nodded fiercely, Let the younger brothers and sisters also listen to the Chinese Valentine's Day singing!

He Jingyao held Zhixi in his arms and said in a hoarse voice, Do you really want to go?

Yes. She nodded vigorously, her voice tainted with a hint of coquettishness, And I don't want to stay at home alone, I want to go with you.

He Jingyao sighed lowly and kissed her forehead: Okay, let's go together.

Zhixi suddenly smiled like a flower.

Great! Xiaobao raised his hands, Fortunately, I have the foresight to ask for three tickets from Chinese Valentine's Day!

Zhixi touched his head and laughed: You are really not polite at all...but the idiom is used well.

Xiaobao said proudly: I'll go see what I can wear at night!

After saying that, he walked back to the room on his short legs to rummage through the boxes.

He Jingyao held Zhi Xi tighter and placed a burning kiss on her forehead: How are you? Can you hold on?

No problem. In fact, my physical condition has always been good, as you know. Zhixi said with a smile.

It's just that... every time she wakes up, it takes her longer and longer to remember who she is.

Maybe one day she won't be able to remember it anymore.

Therefore, she covets every minute and every second with him and Xiaobao. Perhaps the more precious and cherished memories she has, the harder it will be for her to forget them.

He Jingyao ruffled her hair, lowered his head and kissed her gently on the forehead.

Not long after, Xiaobao ran downstairs again.

Dad! He hugged He Jingyao's thigh and started crying, Dad... I need new clothes. The clothes I wear now don't look good. I must wear something handsome at night!

He Jingyao's eyes fell on his son, with a somewhat cool tone: You have dozens of sets of clothes every season, so why don't you have new clothes?

Those have been worn... Xiaobao looked at him pitifully.

He Jingyao was a little surprised. He glanced at Zhi Xi and said, This kid has a new set of clothes every day?

Zhixi stuck out her tongue: It's my fault. I gave him a new set of clothes every day before, so he has become accustomed to not wearing the same clothes every day.

Even if there are dozens of new sets of clothes, this little guy can wear them all within a month.

You can't get used to this problem. He Jingyao looked at his son condescendingly, If you don't have new clothes, you will either run naked or wear old clothes.

The little guy packed two bags of tears, whether he wanted to cry or not.

Zhixi quickly held her son's little fleshy hand: Okay, mommy will dress you up again and make sure you look handsome.