Affectionate beyond ninety thousand miles

Wen Nanning and Ji Yanxi have been married for the fifth year. Jiajin is five years old, Jiaye is three years old, and her younger sister Wen Yu is ten months old.

On Saturday, Ji Yanxi rested and was a baby daddy at home.

Since having a younger sister, Ji Yanxi's focus has gradually been at home. First, he felt that he wanted to grow up with his child, and second, he felt sorry for Wen Nanning. He felt that she had given up too much for her child, so he supported her to continue pursuing her career.

SWEN Art Museum has developed very well in the past few years, and has developed its own characteristics in the circle, and has gained a fairly good reputation.

The exhibition was going to be set up this weekend, and the curator Zhou Sailin was supposed to follow up, but Xiaoai's final exam happened to catch a cold, so Wen Nanning asked Zhou Sailin to take care of Xiaoai at home, and she came to follow.

In principle, ordinary exhibitions don’t require them to pay too much attention, and the people below will follow, but this time is different, they undertook the exhibition of the famous painter Cao Jinglan’s posthumous works, each painting is more than tens of millions, and they dare not neglect .

Wen Nanning was so busy that she didn't have dinner until eight o'clock. The new assistant, Chen Xuan, couldn't stand it any longer. He ordered a takeaway for her, and then dragged her away from the workers to the office, "Curator, you have something to eat first, I'll go Help you see."

Wen Nanning shook her head, "Forget it, I'll keep an eye on it myself, you just came here, I'm afraid you won't be able to coordinate some things."

Chen Xuan clasped her shoulders with both hands, and the tall man of about 1.8 meters easily pressed her into the chair, "It will take a few minutes to eat, and I will ask the workers to drink some water and take a rest."

Before Wen Nanning could speak, Ji Yanxi's cold voice came from the door, "Where do you put your hands?"

Chen Xuan subconsciously removed the hand that was clasping Wen Nanning's shoulder, and looked up at the tall man with a serious face at the door of the office.

Ji Yanxi's hair was shaved to a square inch. Even so, his face was still outrageously handsome, but he added a bit of fortitude invisibly.

Chen Xuan immediately remembered that this was the wealthy husband of the legendary curator.

Not long after he graduated from university, he still had the romantic feelings of a young Mu Ai. When he saw Wen Nanning, he was amazed by her at first sight. He couldn't tell if it was the love between a man and a woman, but there was admiration and affection.

When he first joined the job, he heard other female colleagues discussing Mr. Ji, saying that his possessiveness towards the curator was at its peak. Both men and women are the same in his eyes, and he must never have anything to do with Wen Nanning in front of him. Excessively affectionate behavior.

Thinking of what he did just now, Chen Xuan felt a little embarrassing on his sunny and fair face.

Wen Nanning raised her head, then nodded slightly to Chen Xuan, "Go and do your work first."

"Okay." Chen Xuan bit the bullet and walked past Ji Yanxi, then ran away at the speed of a rabbit.

Ji Yanxi walked in with a sullen face, and put the things in his hand on the table.

Wen Nanning stood up, opened the bag and asked, "What is this?"

"Love box."

Wen Nanning opened her eyes wide, unbelievably speeded up the unpacking, and found that what was lying in the thermal bag was really a lunch box.She took it out, opened it, and was shocked by the scene in front of her.

The dishes were all mixed together, the scene was horrible, only one layer of white rice was clean.

Ji Yanxi also saw it, and immediately looked ugly and embarrassed, and tried to snatch it from her hand, "You should eat takeaway, I don't know how it happened like this."

Wen Nanning stopped him defensively, then stood on tiptoe, and kissed his face lightly, with sparkling eyes, "Did you do it yourself?"

"Hmm. I don't know if you would like to eat it, but Jiajin and Jiaye ate it all."

Wen Nanning could hear the pride in his tone, and couldn't help laughing, "How can the takeaway be as good as you made it yourself? This is made and delivered by Mr. Ji himself. How much face do I have to have!"

Although the appearance is not very good, but the touch is real.

She knew that this man was working hard to manage the marriage. Although there would be frictions every day, he could tolerate her very well and consider her from her perspective.

If it is said that many men's feelings are in a decreasing mode before and after marriage, Ji Yanxi is not like this. She has seen him in the worst state before marriage, bad temper, domineering, paranoid, but after marriage, he is in order to She is gradually restraining herself and restraining herself.Although his possessiveness towards her has not diminished to a certain extent, she is already very satisfied that he can do better and better.

Especially, when she was busy, taking good care of the three children, cooking and delivering meals to her personally, it was very difficult for an ordinary man to do this, not to mention that he had a bigger career.

Wen Nanning was full of touch and love for him, and finished the meal bite by bite.

Ji Yanxi also looked at her contentedly, and had long forgotten the little assistant's admiration just now.

She is so good and outstanding, it's normal for a man to appreciate her, he just needs to be nice to her, her heart will only be on herself.

After setting up the exhibition in the middle of the night, Wen Nanning didn't go to bed until early in the morning, and fell asleep in the dark.

When I woke up the next day, it was already noon.

When she went downstairs, the two sons were obediently eating, and Ji Yanxi was holding her daughter and feeding her.

The scene is warm and quiet.

"Mom." Jiajin and Jiaye turned their heads at the same time, and shouted at Wen Nanning in unison.

"good."

The little girl who was in Ji Yanxi's arms probably also heard the sound, and looked at Wen Nanning with big black grape-like eyes, her little tongue was still spitting out the milk froth in her mouth, and she was having a great time.

Wen Nanning kissed each of her two sons, then reached out to hug her daughter,

Ji Yanxi pointed to his cheek.

Wen Nanning understood, and hugged his face and kissed him deeply.

The two little guys looked at each other and smiled, and then made a face at Ji Yanxi, "Dad is ashamed, jealous."

In the hearts of the two little guys, their father is the most clingy to their mother, even more clingy than them.

But they were very happy to see their parents kissing each other every day, although they didn't know that not all families were like this at this time.

Wen Nanning hugged her daughter who looked like a glutinous rice dumpling, and stared at her in distress, "Ji Wenyu, why don't you call mom and dad yet? Your brothers will be able to call when they are nine months old."

Ji Yanxi touched her daughter's bald head that had just been shaved, and said with a smile, "What's the hurry, some children can't do it after one year old, how old is she?"

Of course Wen Nanning knew, but she was still a little anxious, but the little guy had a great time playing with his own spittle, so he ignored her.

"Mom, I'm done eating, can I go play in the garden for a while?" Jiaye stood by the dining table, standing like a little gentleman, and held his brother with his little hand, signaling him to help him quickly.

Jiajin immediately patted her chest and promised, "I will take good care of my younger brother and not let him play in the water."

Wen Nanning looked at the two beautiful and ugly sons, they were simply a miniature version of Ji Yanxi, especially the eldest, seeing such a small "Ji Yanxi" looking at her longingly, she couldn't bear to refuse, so she nodded , "You play in the garden by yourself, you can't play in the water. Last time you almost ruined the garden, Aunt Xian almost felt very distressed."

"We know, we must not make my aunt sad."

After finishing speaking, the two little guys walked out hand in hand.

As soon as the son left, leaving behind a daughter who didn't understand anything, Ji Yanxi immediately turned her face, kissed her lips, and kissed the two of them a little out of control. After all, they hadn't done it for nearly a month. The touch is very emotional.

However, there is a daughter in the middle, so there is nothing wrong with it.

The two kissed out of breath, and were thinking about putting their daughter to sleep, when the glutinous rice dumpling in their arms suddenly came out with a monosyllable, "Mom...Mom..."

Wen Nanning was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized, and looked at Ji Yanxi in surprise and joy, "She will call me? Did I hear correctly?"

Ji Yanxi also tried to tease her daughter, "Wen Yu, be good, call Dad, come, Dad... Dad."

The little guy seemed to understand, and really came out with a short "Dad, Dad"

The daughter's "Mom and Dad" sounded like the sounds of nature to the couple's ears, especially Wen Nanning, who hugged her daughter's face and kissed again and again.

Then he came back to his senses, hugged her and walked into the garden, "Jiajin, Jiaye, my sister can talk..."

Ji Yanxi looked at the figure of a woman holding a child in the midday sun, and her heart was at peace.

The days to come are still long, and they will always be happy.