Rich stepmother takes care of her baby in a variety show

Although she didn't want to admit it, it was the truth.

She sighed, put her mobile phone on silent, turned around and planned to continue coaxing her daughter to take a nap.

As a result, this turn around almost scared her half to death.

Tang Jingze didn't know when he came in.

He was standing right behind her, within a distance of bumping into his arms as soon as he turned around.

She opened her mouth, and the instinctive reaction of being frightened made her want to scream, but in the next second, Tang Jingze stretched out his hand to cover her mouth, then leaned over and reminded her: "Your daughter is asleep, do you want to cry?" Wake her up?"

Wen Yue: "..."

She slowly turned her head to look at the bed.

It turned out that when she answered the phone, Mianmian had already fallen asleep by herself.

Wen Yue withdrew her gaze, opened Tang Jingze's hand, her breathing became short of breath, and her voice trembled: "Mr. Tang, you scared me."

She was answering Tang Yusheng's call just now, and she was digesting all kinds of emotions in her heart, and she didn't realize when Tang Jingze came in at all!

Tang Jingze said in a cold tone, "Hanyu's phone number?"

Wen Yue swallowed her saliva, nodded lightly: "Yeah."

Tang Jingze asked: "What did he say that made you look so bad?"

Wen Yue subconsciously raised her hand to caress her face. Is she in a bad complexion?

At this time, Tang Jingze's hand suddenly stretched out.

When Wen Yue saw his hand, she suddenly avoided it as if she was stressed, frowned and asked vigilantly, "Mr. Tang, what are you doing?"

Tang Jingze's hand froze in the air: "Your hair is messed up."

In the past two days, Wen Yue didn't care much about her image when she recorded the show. Her hair often looked a little messy. She didn't tidy it up very much to maintain a natural state.

Seeing Tang Jingze reaching out to straighten her hair suddenly, Wen Yue resisted such intimacy and subconsciously avoided contact.Especially the thought of the forced kiss in the car made her feel uncomfortable for a long time and she didn't get over it. Now she can hide as much as she can, and she will never let him take advantage of her again.

But Wen Yue didn't know that the more she behaved like this, the more Tang Jingze's desire to conquer would be aroused.

When Wen Yue avoided Tang Jingze's touch, he showed displeasure, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her in front of him: "What are you hiding from?"

Wen Yue raised her head to meet his aggressive gaze, and replied, "Mr. Tang, please respect yourself."

Tang Jingze stared at her delicate lips: "Self-respect?"

His sudden smile made Wen Yue feel chills all over her body. She struggled a few times with her arms, but they were all in vain. Finally, she simply followed his temper: "...Mr. Tang, I didn't know the status. I was wrong."

Tang Jingze was very satisfied with her initiative to subdue: "Knowing how to advance and retreat is quite interesting."

A far-fetched smile rose from the corner of Wen Yue's lips: "As long as Mr. Tang is satisfied."

After Tang Jingze let go of her hand, Wen Yue immediately retreated three steps away, keeping a safe distance from Tang Jingze, and then asked: "Why hasn't Mr. Tang left yet? Are you not busy?"

Tang Jingze took off his coat, unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt and rolled it up, revealing half of his thin and powerful little arms, and then pointed to the stains on his trouser legs.

We were so close just now, Wen Yue didn't see that Tang Jingze's pants were dirty.

Seeing the place where his finger was, a group of stains soaked in vegetable soup appeared in front of his eyes.Wen Yue suddenly remembered that not long ago she went to deliver lunch to Tang Jingze, and finally put the bamboo basket on his lap...

It turned out that the vegetable soup overflowed.

And she did it.

Wen Yue showed embarrassment, changed the subject and asked: "Mr. Tang, is today's meal still to your liking?"

Tang Jingze said truthfully, "Average."

Wen Yue: "..."

She wanted to forget it at first, but she felt a little unconvinced in her heart, and wanted to argue for herself, but she didn't know what to say for a while, so she racked her brains and replied: "You are just average."

These words, coupled with Wen Yue's angry expression, made Tang Jingze look down and couldn't help laughing: "It's an average match, but it's also a perfect match."

Wen Yue doesn't like this word: "It's a perfect match when you're dead."

Tang Jingze was slightly stunned, not knowing whether to be angry or to laugh for a while, so he simply stopped teasing her and pointed to his trousers: "This stain, help me get rid of it."

Wen Yue's apricot eyes stared slightly, and she didn't understand: "Can't you go to the city to buy a new set?"

Tang Jingze said confidently: "No, whoever makes it will deal with it."

Wen Yue couldn't help scolding: "You are sick."

Tang Jingze narrowed his long and narrow eyes with a dangerous expression: "You've provoked me twice today."

Wen Yue pretended to forget: "How can there be two times?"

She remembers calling him a dog for the first time.

Tang Jingze's attitude is undeniable: "I've found a way to deal with it."

His tone seemed to be asking her to compromise.

Because in Tang Jingze's opinion, the women who follow him must at least be well-behaved and sensible, and Wen Yue must have one of them.

However, he didn't expect that Wen Yue was not only sensible, but also seemed to be too sensible. This time, she didn't refute him, but directly said to him:

"Mr. Tang, take off then."