Mr. Wen, show your heart

Chapter 335 Chapter 330 five The only warm color that can warm him
Jiang Chuchu lamented, should she be so sincere... She really couldn't refuse.

Wen Jiusi seemed to be really tired. He lay quietly on the bed, holding her waist with his hands all the time, spraying his breath evenly on the top of her head, and soon fell asleep.

Jiang Chuchu silently raised her head to look at him. The man who was close at hand had a handsome profile, a straight nose, and long and curly eyelashes.No matter how closely you look at it, the skin is delicate and fair, not even a single pore can be found. Being a woman is so blessed that even she, a woman, can't help being slightly jealous.

She takes care of herself every day to be on the same level as him...

Thinking about it, Jiang Chuchu became sulky again, so angry, she nestled in Wen Jiusi's arms and fell asleep.

In a daze, her mind softened... She thought vaguely, otherwise, tell him, she didn't reject him, she actually liked him to kiss her very much.

But she is hypocritical, she is afraid, she handed herself over too easily, if he got it, would he not cherish her as much as now?
He is the best person to her in this life, just treat her as selfish, she loves him, but loves him who loves her even more.

In the afternoon, Jiang Chuchu went to the art museum. As soon as Professor Bai saw her, he dragged her and told her a lot about the preparations for the reception, which made Jiang Chuchu couldn't help but click her tongue.

"As for Professor Mobai, you didn't pay much attention to it even when the American artist delegation came last time. What is the origin of this professor?"

Professor Bai glanced at her: "If you are told to prepare, you will prepare. This is a rare opportunity. Do you know how many people have come to me and want to take this job?"

"……Oh."

Professor Bai slowed down his tone: "Although this ancient professor is not prominent in the field of oil painting, he is a professor of psychology who is internationally renowned. Many researches have won many awards and benefited many people. He is a person worthy of respect. I say that, do you understand?"

"understood."

Jiang Chuchu nodded obediently, and when she heard the word "psychology", her heart moved, and she couldn't help but think that her family, Mr. Wen, is also a professor of psychology. I don't know if she knows this "ancient professor."

But when Jiang Chuchu returned to the apartment, before he could ask Wen Jiusi, he was distracted by other things - they received a call from Wen Zhai, it was Grandma Sun.

Jiang Chuchu was still very strange when he picked up the phone. After passing the phone to Wen Jiusi, he saw him listening quietly for a while, and then responded lightly.

"Okay, I see, then I trouble you to prepare first."

Jiang Chuchu sensitively sensed that the man's mood was a little low.

Seeing him put down the phone, she couldn't help asking.

"Did something happen?"

Wen Jiusi paused for a moment before lowering his eyes.

"It's nothing, it's just that next week...is my mother's birthday...and the day of her death."

His expression didn't change, but there was a hint of depression all over his body.

Jiang Chuchu bit her lips: "Then...are you going to visit your aunt?"

After Jiang Chuchu asked this sentence, she suddenly realized that she knew almost nothing about Wen Jiusi, except that he had heard from people around him that he lost his parents at the age of eight, his mother was also a psychologist, and the two died in a car accident. Yes, I don't know much about it.

The sky has gradually darkened. In the early winter, there is a rare fire cloud hanging in the sky, reflecting the whole world with a warm orange color.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Wen Jiusi embraced Jiang Chuchu from behind, with a low and pleasant voice.

"Tomorrow, let's go back to the old house together, make a good preparation, I think, and introduce you to my mother."

Jiang Chuchu leaned on him, feeling the man's steady and powerful heartbeat, and nodded.

"Okay, your parents... aunt and aunt, what kind of people are they?"

Wen Jiusi said lightly: "My father is capable and knowledgeable. He loves my mother very much. No matter how busy he is at work, he will insist on going home to have dinner with us."

"And my mother, who is smart, beautiful, and elegant, can give everything for academics, but she can also give up academics for the family. All the beautiful words in the world to describe women can be used on her."

Jiang Chuchu listened, her eyes couldn't help showing yearning and regret.

A woman who can give birth to such an excellent son as Wen Jiusi must be extraordinary.

But she left Wen Jiusi early and passed away.

In a place Jiang Chuchu couldn't see, a momentary pain flashed across Wen Jiusi's face.

The better his mother is, the more he will never forget Pei Anni's crazy appearance in those secret years, and the person who turned his mother into such a person and caused his father to die in a car accident...even if the whole world thinks that It was just an accident, but he won't, he will definitely find out that person!
But now, the evidence in his hands is still too little, not enough to prove the existence of such a person, so Wen Jiusi doesn't intend to tell Jiang Chuchu.

He folded his arms and hugged her tightly, watching the last ray of red glow disappear outside the window, as if his arms were the only warm color in the world, the only warm color that could warm him.

And this warm color suddenly turned back, and in his friendly eyes, sniffled and said in panic.

"Wen Jiusi! Has the soup in the kitchen been boiled dry! I asked about a burnt smell!"

"..."

Wen Jiusi was taken aback for a moment, but quickly reacted, and ran to the kitchen with long legs to turn off the fire in two or three steps.

In order to add food to his beloved girl, President Wen spared two hours to dry out the love chicken soup that he stewed for her. He was not in a good mood, and the girl who followed behind him was still babbling nonsense.

"Oh, it's all dry, what a pity. I said, why are you so careless? If I didn't remind you that it was all on fire, you can't do this... Hey, hey, don't pour it out, look at the chicken paste Dumb, you're such a waste, do you know that..."

Wen Jiusi listened expressionlessly, and even wanted to gag Jiang Chuchu.

Who is the only warm color between heaven and earth that can warm him?

do not know.

love whoever.

If Wen Jiusi was a little more vulgar, he would probably say it.

If you can do it, go ahead, if you can’t, don’t beep.

A day of flying dogs and dogs is over.

The next day, after coming out of the art gallery, Wen Jiusi took him directly back to Wen's house.

Grandma Sun expressed her high joy at the return of the two of them, and naturally, the bedding in another bedroom was washed by Grandma Sun.

"Chuchu, I'm so sorry, it's all my mother-in-law's fault...hehe."

Jiang Chuchu: "..."

Looking at the old man's trying to hide his smile, Jiang Chuchu really wanted to persuade Grandma Sun from the bottom of her heart.

At such an old age, don't wrong yourself if you don't want to laugh...

Wen Jiusi was quite satisfied, taking a bath at night twice as fast as usual.

(End of this chapter)