After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 759 Xiao Song is dancing

It was a rare trip back, but Nan Song and Yu Jinwen still wanted to stay in the old house to spend more time with their grandparents and mother.

But Yu Fengjiao rushed them back to Yu Mansion. She knew that young people nowadays like to live their own small lives, and who would like to stay with their elders every day. It was so sweet for the two of them, so the next afternoon , Nan Song and Yu Jinwen carried their luggage back to Yu Mansion.

The two of them have been traveling since they received their certificates. During the rest of the time, Yu Jinwen stayed in Nancheng to accompany her. She had not returned to Yu Mansion for a long time. Everything was still as familiar as when she left. After Xiao Mao renovated the house, everything looked brand new. This is her favorite home style, simple, clear and clean.

After returning home and putting down his luggage, Yu Jinwen took Nan Song's hand and led her around again.

The study is right next to the bedroom. The large study has two office areas, with a push-pull partition in the middle. This ensures that they can work without disturbing each other when they need quiet time, and also ensure that they can work together when they want to. You can communicate at any time, which can be said to be very "human".

There are already many books piled on the bookshelves on the three walls, like a small library, mostly military and economic management books.

Yu Jinwen said to Nan Song warmly: "Many of my books have been sorted and put in the warehouse. The other two rows of bookshelves are reserved for you. Make a list of what books you want to buy. I will have someone buy them later." He knew that Nan Song preferred to read paper books than e-books, and Nan's study room was no smaller than this.

This is also her home now, so Nan Song will naturally not be polite to him and responds, "Okay."

There is a well-equipped gym and game room on the first floor. There are many small games that Nan Song has never seen before. I was attracted for a while and started to play them.

She was very good at playing whack-a-mole, driving a racing car, and catching dolls. Yu Jinwen looked at her bright eyes and couldn't help laughing.

It is said that a man remains a boy until he dies, but he always sees the boyishness in Nan Song.

Probably he was well protected in his childhood. No matter how old he grows, there will always be a child living in his heart.

Seeing that she was having such a good time, Yu Jinwen didn't bother her, but when he turned his head to look at a machine next to him, he couldn't help but laugh suddenly.

"Xiao Mao...is a little damaged."

"Huh?" Nan Song was happy after successfully catching a doll. He turned to look at Yu Jinwen and saw the machine next to him.

"what is this?"

Nan Song carried the doll over, pressed the start button, and heard music playing, with a Sailor Moon dancing on the screen.

Her eyebrows flickered, "Is this a dancing machine?"

Yu Jinwen nodded, "Probably."

Seeing the smile on his lips and remembering what he just said, Nan Song became unhappy, "What do you mean?"

Seeing that his wife was about to explode, Yu Jinwen quickly coaxed her gently: "My fault, I forgot to tell Xiaomao that you can't dance."

It would be fine if he didn't say this, but he would be even more unhappy when he mentioned Nan Song.

Look down on who is this?
"Why can't I dance? Don't listen to what my brothers say. They have no taste and don't know how to appreciate my dancing."

Nan Song defended himself solemnly and thrust the doll into Yu Jinwen's hand, "Here, isn't it just for dancing? I'll dance for you right now!"

Yu Jinwen wanted to stop him, but he couldn't.

Because she had jumped up.

In Nan Song's fantasy, she should be quite graceful when dancing. At least her limbs are flexible, and the dance machine dance doesn't seem to be difficult. She just needs to step on the lighted place under her feet. , so she vowed to dance with the dancers.

However, from Yu Jinwen’s perspective——

It's like watching a shadow puppet show or "Dancing Master". Even if you look left and right, it doesn't look like you're dancing.

It's more like elementary school students doing radio gymnastics, and it's a very non-standard and non-standard one.

Yu Jinwen pursed his lips tightly, suppressing a smile, and suddenly understood why his brothers said that singing and dancing programs during festivals were part of the repertoire.

It looks more festive and fun than the skit in the Spring Festival Gala.

Finally, after Nan Song turned around again, Yu Jinwen couldn't hold himself any longer. He turned around and held on to the claw machine, feeling that he couldn't straighten his waist.Nan Song stopped, but he didn't feel that he was turning smoothly. He just saw Yu Jinwen's shoulders trembling.

It's like having epilepsy.

She was so angry that she took off her slippers, raised her foot and kicked him on the back, "Are you laughing at me?"

"No." Yu Jinwen turned around with a serious look, but when he saw Nan Song, he remembered her dance just now and couldn't help it, "Pfft..."

Nan Song was completely furious, "Yu Jinwen! You want to die, don't you?"

……

Ten minutes later, Yu Jinwen held his waist and honestly carried the cut fruit plate from downstairs to upstairs, passing it over respectfully.

"Madam, please eat some fruit to relieve your anger."

Nan Song was half lying on the sofa watching a movie playing on the floor-to-ceiling screen. He was as cold as Lafayette, "Just put it on."

"Hey."

Yu Jinwen responded and sat down on the sofa. He tentatively moved towards her, placed her slender calves on his lap and massaged her. Nan Song gently raised his eyes and looked at her. She glanced at him without saying a word. Yu Jinwen squeezed her leg gently and gently, and said with a flattering smile: "Aren't you angry?"

Humph.

Nan Song turned away angrily.

Yu Jinwen smiled, stretched out his long arms, and pulled Nan Song into his arms. He held Nan Song down when she was furious, and then whispered in her ear, "I was wrong." .”

Nan Song calmed down and did not pull away from him, but did not respond. He lowered his eyes and looked slightly aggrieved, which made Yu Jinwen's heart ache.

He leaned against her ear and continued to apologize, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't dare to do it anymore. Please spare me this time, my dear wife~"

Yu Jinwen's voice was already deep and pleasant, but he deliberately lowered his momentum. His hot breath sprayed against Nan Song's ear sockets, making it feel numb.

His ears itched, and the anger in his heart disappeared inexplicably.

She raised her eyes and glared at him, "Do you still dare to laugh at me?"

Yu Jinwen immediately shook his head, "I don't dare anymore."

"Do I look good dancing?"

"nice!"

Yu Jinwen said without hesitation, with an unusually sincere look, "My wife is the most beautiful dancer! No one in the world can match your dancing skills!"

Nan Song looked at him suspiciously, "Why do I think you are mocking me?"

"How could it be possible, the conscience of heaven and earth!"

Yu Jinwen pressed her hand on his chest to let her feel his sincerity, "I think it's very, very cute, really."

"Okay, I'm too lazy to argue with you."

Nan Song leaned on his shoulder and sighed lazily, "When you have a child, you must let him practice dancing from an early age. If he practices to death, he will definitely learn it."

"...Yes, right." Yu Jinwen suddenly felt a little sympathetic to their future baby.

I hope your mother’s singing and dancing genes won’t be too strong and affect you.

(End of this chapter)