Chapter 217

I asked you to wipe the floor with your baby on your back. Are you thinking too much?
I let you carry my precious grandson without enough hugs?

And still wipe the ground on the back?What should I do if I fall?
How much do you reduce your mother's miss for her grandson?
Seeing Madam Qian's expression, Mo Mo's mouth twitched, blaming me.

Then, like a proud peacock, he turned his head to one side, turned and went upstairs.

Madam Qian was left thinking, as if she could already see her future grandson waving and smiling at her.

……

the other side.

Qian Jingyu looked at the car to take Wang Yue back, probably because he had been outside for a long time, and because he had to watch Momo to prevent him from getting lost, his spirit was always in a state of tension.

In the end, I went to Qianjia Residence for dinner, and my nerves never stopped.

It's all right now, once I relax, I want to sleep.

He was sitting sideways, with his elbows resting on the car door.His head was nodding one after another, like a chicken pecking at rice.

The car stopped in front of the traffic lights, Qian Jingyu held the steering wheel, and looked sideways at the sleeping Wang Yue.

The weak light shone on Wang Yue's sleeping face through the car window, and a peaceful atmosphere circulated between the two of them.

Qian Jingyu gently raised her hand to brush the silk hair that fell on Wang Yue's face, and twirled it around her fingertips.

The good times made Qian Jingyu want to stay like this forever.

When I saw the countdown, I let go of the steering wheel and drove forward again.

Wang Yue, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned to one side, facing away from Qian Jingyu.

His sleepy eyes were slightly open, and his little face was flushed with blush.

Wang Yue only felt that the sound of her heartbeat was almost covering up the sound of the car moving.

Just now, did he touch her side face?

Thinking of this, Wang Yue felt a little red where it was touched.

I don't know if it's something in my heart, the heartbeat is "thumping" and it keeps beating.

Maybe at night, there were not as many vehicles on the road as in the morning, and it didn't take long before they were downstairs at Wang Yue's.

Feeling the car stop, Wang Yue opened his eyes again.

Perhaps because he had closed his eyes for too long, the scene he saw was still a little blurry, so he waited for a while before thanking Qian Jingyu: "I'm sorry to trouble you today. I'll go up first.

"

As he said this, he was about to open the car door and get out, but was pulled by a force and fell in the direction of Qian Jingyu.

"I should thank you." Wang Yue was puzzled by Qian Jingyu's words, and she didn't have time to think about the heat coming from the arm held by Qian Jingyu, "The competition will be in a week, are you ready?"

Qian Jingyu diverted the topic, obviously not wanting Wang Yue to know the reason.Wang Yue nodded: "It's ready, just wait for the day to start."

Because it is a preliminary competition, it is fine as long as it is done online, and there is no such thing as live LIFE.

Qian Jingyu said "um", and said nothing more except for some things that need to be paid attention to.

The hand holding Wang Yue's arm quietly let go.

After saying goodbye to Qian Jingyu, Wang Yue trotted back to the stairs, took a deep breath to adjust his state.

In the next few days, Wang Yue reviewed and trained with everyone to find a tacit understanding.

The time was approaching, and except for Wang Yue, there was still a subject to take the exam, and everyone else set aside time to prepare just in case.

"Dingling bell..." The sound of the end of the exam resounded throughout the campus. Wang Yue handed in the test paper and walked to the school gate.

Through the bustling crowd, Wang Yue ran straight towards home.While walking, he was still talking on the phone: "It's almost there, it's almost there, you are waiting for me to get off."

(End of this chapter)

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