Chapter 56: I only love you (6)

It can be heard from the phone that at this time the two get along harmoniously, and there should be no quarrel or anything.
Although Yan Ningshuang didn't know how Jing Rong coaxed her, but as long as Dong Cixin believed, otherwise ... she would also be unlucky.
The phone was hung up. Jing Rong saw that the little wife in her arms had fallen into a semi-sleeping state, so she carefully took out her mobile phone. Jing Rong didn't sit up from the bed until she fell asleep completely.
'Snapped--'
The orange flame lighted in the dark, and the scene lit a cigarette on the balcony. He was leaning on the railing with his loosely sandwiched between his cigarettes, looking at the endless night with black eyes and calm waves.
He used to be arrogant and wanton. Before Dong Ci, there were many girls around him. Fu Wanmeng was one of them.
He never refused to the girl around him, but never took the initiative to approach. Fu Wanmeng has been walking very close to Jing Rong through the relationship of Yan Ningshuang. For a long time, many people mistakenly thought She is his girlfriend.
Jing Rong never cared about these things, so Fu Wanmeng thought he had acquiesced in her behavior. One day, after drinking alcohol, his clothes half-understood to climb onto his bed ...
The warmth brought by the closeness of his lips flooded all the disgust in his heart, so he pushed her away without hesitation.
Even when he was young, he acted indiscriminately, but he was very glad that his people were still clean. Now when he thinks about the scene when he pushed Fu Wanmeng away, it was pure dislike at the time.
Speaking of which, he should thank Fu Wanmeng, because from that time on, he began to gradually alienate those girls until Dong Ci appeared in front of him.
Fortunately, he didn't have so much forgiveness.
When thinking of this, Jing Rong's eyes flickered, and subconsciously looked at Dong Ci who was sleeping in the bedroom.
Once he was not good enough, he was so bad that he dared not start before her. For a person like him who is proud and arrogant, the girl he likes in his heart becomes his only insecure existence, and he is always afraid that he will lose her.
He didn't want to talk about the past troubles again, and he didn't plan to use the methods he used to deal with Dong Ci again. Without looking back, at least from the moment he fell in love with her, he would only spend his life giving her the best self.
...
The hot scorching heat is coming, Dong Ci is not working so hard because of physical reasons, and gradually shifts the design focus to the design of the wedding dress.
At this time, she is still too immature, even if it is small, but she is still just a newcomer in the design circle. She wants to achieve the glory that her father wants, and she has struggled for a long time.
When will it take to fulfill the wishes left by parents? Dong Ci rubbed the diary left by Ci Ma, the sorrow in his eyes flashed by.
"Sister Ci, do you want to report to the cooking class?"
When Su Tang came to see her, Dong Ci had been in her studio for several days. She pushed away the scattered design and asked with some doubt. "What cooking class?"
"It's just learning to cook. In addition to cooking classes and baking classes, are you interested in Xiaoci?"
Su Tang flipped out the leaflet from her bag to show her, rubbing her side and tempting. "Sister Xiaoci shouldn't cook very much."
"Don't you want to personally cook for your brother Jing in the future? Even if you don't make it for him, what about your future baby, would you ask the master to feed you?"
Su Tang's words really came to Dong Ci's heart, but Dong Ci was farther away than she thought. She looked at the leaflet for a long time and nodded firmly, saying. "Okay, let's learn together."
"..."
The cooking class is easy, and only starts from Friday to Sunday every week, from the most basic learning. When Dong Ci and Su Tang went on the first day, they didn't expect to see a man inside.
"You don't understand this little sister, ordinary men like us, who have no income and no car or room, can only rely on this advantage to ask his wife."
Su Tang could talk to anyone before she started the class. On the first day of the class, she mixed up with the people in the class. Although Dong Ci had few words, she followed Su Tang to understand the few remaining men in the class. A rough idea.
"Then your wife is really happy, and someone will cook for her every day."
"That's no, I can't dismiss my ordinary women as good women. Everyone dares to marry me and entrust my life to me, then I naturally have to hurt so much."
Su Tang patted his shoulder and said with a smile. "Then I wish Brother Wang to find true love as soon as possible."
After mixing with the big brother Wang who came to learn to cook and beg his wife, Su Tang went to another man. She saw that the man was unhappy in cutting vegetables but obviously had the skills to cook. "Brother Zhao is good at swordsmanship, at first glance it is to practice his family!"
Dong Ci, who was on the side, tilted his knife and almost cut his own hand.
Brother Zhao is honest and honest, and he only laughed at Su Tang's ridicule, and gave Su Tang a sliced ​​tomato to eat. "My wife has not been pregnant with a second child recently, and the taste is becoming more and more tricky. I am not trying to make my wife have a comfortable meal."
"Sister Ci, did you hear that Brother Zhao is showing affection with us!"
After Su Tang was so tumultuous, Dong Ci was also forced to get acquainted with the people around him. When the end of a class, Su Tang lazily rubbed against her and hummed. "Sister Ci, you are too cold. To make you acquainted with the people around you, I have lost a lot of energy."
Dong Ci was stunned, "Tanto ..."
"Call me sweetheart!" Su Tang interrupted her and took her arm to walk out of the cooking room intimately with a bright smile. "I know you don't care about the relationship with the people around you, but we will be in a class for a long time anyway. You can't just learn to cook, just try to communicate with others."
"Find more people every day to chat and share your thoughts, the mood is naturally beautiful, maybe it can also inspire your design inspiration."
Dong Ciwang looked to the girl beside her who was many years old. She had always treated her as an immature sister, but now she did not expect Su Tang to teach her a lesson.
"Tangtang is right." Dong Ci nodded with a smile. She thought, she really should try to change herself.
...
Jing Rong was not very happy that Dong Ci went to the cooking class to learn how to cook, until he found out that his young wife had recently become more and more fond of talking to him ...
"There are so many people in the whole class, and I am obviously so serious to go to school that I can't compare to the three big men in the class." Dong Ci rubbed at Jing Rong and hugged him, inadvertently blocking him from browsing The sight of computer files.
"I really don't seem to be suitable for learning to cook. The teacher taught me clearly remembered, but as soon as I practice cooking, I started to have problems. Tangtang said that the food I cook has not been cooked by Brother Wang next to her. good to eat."
"Arong--"
Jing Rong sighed, simply set aside his working laptop and put the person directly on his lap. "Is it better not to learn?"
He didn't want her to learn cooking.
"No, I promised Tangtang to accompany her through this semester." Dong Ci's eyes were bright and the smile was gentle and pleasant. "I have imagined how to cook for you and our baby every day."
"Aren't you looking forward to it?"
Jing Rong black eyes flashed lightly. "look forward to."
He didn't seem to want to discuss this issue with Dong Ci, and soon changed the subject. "You've been approaching Su Tang recently. Don't trouble her with anything else. Pay more attention to her."
"Any questions?"
Jing Rong kissed her face. "She is too dangerous."
"..."
Dong Ci didn't understand what he meant at first, until Su Tang drove a red sports car covered with the internship logo to her and smiled and waved at her. "Come up, Xiaoci, I will take you for a ride."
Then Dong Ci found out that her so-called drive was actually going fast.
"When is Xiaoci preparing to have a baby with Brother Jing?"
Su Tang was very serious when driving, her round eyes kept looking at the front, the steering wheel was tight.
Dong Ci didn't understand why Jingrong, a girl who paid attention to safety, would say that she was dangerous, and said with a helpless smile. "Originally I wanted to wait for a breakthrough in my work, but now ... there is no direction for the time being."
After Qiao Qiao left, Dong Ci also thought about the problem of children. Originally, she wanted to wait for the work to complete her parents' regrets, but later discovered that it was really too difficult.
Since the two got married, Jing Rong has never told her about having a child, and he has always been wearing a sleeve when they do X everyday. Dong Ci even doubted that he didn't want children.
"How could it not be wanted?"
Su Tang didn't know where to pull out a lollipop, and said in his mouth: "I guess Brother Jing must care too much about you, and I'm afraid you don't want it, so I never dared to mention it to you, so I said This still requires you to tell him to let him know what you think. "
"Tell him the initiative?"
Dong Ci bit his lip and asked. "Just tell him that I want a baby with you?"
"Oh, Sister Ci, you are so stupid."
Su Tang smiled a little too much and was choked by sugar. She coughed twice and said. "You just take the initiative to hook him up. It's okay. Then, when you are confused or infatuated, he just wanted to wear a sleeve. You just said to him coquettishly that the Lun family doesn't want you to wear a sleeve ~"
"A person as smart as Brother Jing will definitely know what you mean right away. It's also a matter of using your shy answer."
"..."
Dong Ci heard it for a while, and then he calmed down with a half-sound. He coughed a little embarrassedly and said. "Candy, you ... know a lot."
"No, otherwise how can I catch my Bingmei in my hand."
"Are you chasing?"
Perhaps the two were too engaged in talking in the car, so no one noticed that a white luxury car was galloping in their direction behind the car ...
As Dong Ci's voice fell, Su Tang's car was banged on the side of the road with a bang.
Both of them were scared, and Su Tang was the first to react. He quickly stepped on the brakes and parked the car on the side of the road, pulling Dong Ci quickly out of the car.
"Hahahahaha, sorry, little beauty, I didn't pay attention just now, and I accidentally pushed you up." A few young people came down from the sports car. They should be just college students.
One of them approached the two with a smile, pointing at Su Tang's car. "Small beauty is not what I said about you. You can do the internship when you are internship. As for putting a good sports car on my back, my mother is almost going to be laughed at by you.
Obviously, they bumped people, but they knew nothing wrong and even ridiculed them. Dong Ci heard the faint smell of alcohol coming from the young man, and pulled down the suspicious hopping sugar, and whispered. "He has alcohol on him."
"Drinked?"
Since getting off the car, Su Tang has been particularly irritable. When he heard Dong Ci said that the man had drunk, he suddenly became more angry.
She shook off Dong Ci's hand and kicked at the man who was still laughing, the beautiful round kick kicked the young man to the ground in an instant, and a sad wailing came from the road.
"I'm going to the drunk driving of your hammer, so dare to come to Miss Ben's trouble!"
As if the handsome foot was not kicked by her just now, Su Tang cried and hugged Dong Ci's arm cried after pointing at the man's nose and scolded. "Sister Ci, you must save me, if Ciyu knows that I secretly drove out, I will be killed by him!"
"..."
At this time, Dong Ci was still in a state of coercion, and felt Su Tang shaking her. She quickly recovered from this accident, but before she had spoken, she heard a siren sound not far away.
Just a blink of an eye, several people were quickly surrounded by traffic police ...
Dong Ci: "...".