Ye Nantian once again touched his nose awkwardly, but Zheng Jing was his wife after all! The little ancestor he found was so happy that he would even cry! "Good wife, I will pay attention next time! No, it's definitely not next time!"

Ye Nantian held up three fingers of his right hand and stood in the direction of the sky: "I swear, I will never let my wife get angry about this in the future!"

Ye Nantian said seriously, and Zheng Jing narrowed his eyes with a smile at this time.

Time flies so fast that Zheng Jing and Ye Nantian also spent a few happy days until the day before going to the art exhibition.

"Dear Miss Zheng Jing, I sincerely invite you to participate in tomorrow's art exhibition and tea party, Zuomen."

Zheng Jing suddenly received this text message on her mobile phone. The left door was originally the object of Zheng Jing's worship. At this time, the left door actually found out Zheng Jing's mobile phone number, which made Zheng Jing very happy.

"Nan Tian, ​​look, it was the message sent to me by Master Zuomen, look!"

Zheng Jing held the phone, and the smile on her face wished she could overflow her face. Seeing Ye Nantian felt very uncomfortable.

"Okay, I'll go with you tomorrow, okay?"

Ye Nantian touched Zheng Jing's little head helplessly and said dotingly.

"Okay, great!"

Zheng Jing's excited little face turned red, and she held her cell phone and walked around several times.

Before he knew it, the moon had quietly climbed up to the window. It was late at night. It was already past when it was time to go to bed. Zheng Jing was not sleepy at all. He turned on the lights in the room, which woke Ye Nantian up.

"Xiao...Xiaojing, what are you doing if you don't sleep in the middle of the night?"

Ye Nantian rubbed his sleepy eyes, looking at Zheng Jing who had turned over and got out of bed, and was a little confused.

"Nantian, Nantian, what do you think of my clothes going to attend the art exhibition?"

Zheng Jing put on a white long dress and turned around to Ye Nantian. Her eyes widened and looked at Ye Nantian, as if she was looking forward to some praise.

"I... our Xiaojing looks so beautiful in any clothes we wear!"

Ye Nantian swallowed a mouthful and said to Zheng Jing.

"Really?

By the way, I found three sets of clothes, or I would change them all, and then you can pick them for me."

Zheng Jing, regardless of what time it was late at night, pulled Ye Nantian off his bed.

"Okay, okay, I'll show you."

Ye Nantian was quite helpless, and he became even more jealous of the painter named Zuomen.

"Ding Dong."

Zheng Jing's phone rang again at this time, and Ye Nantian glanced casually and saw the name Zuomen.

"The Zuomen still sent a message here so late, this?"

Ye Nantian picked up Zheng Jing's cell phone directly and glanced at the text message: "Dear Miss Zheng Jing, tomorrow you will be my special model, left door."

The text message is very short, and there is also a photo of the left door smiling in the sun.

For some reason, Ye Nantian felt that the left door in this photo looked familiar, but at this time he had no memory.

Shaking his head, Ye Nantian simply stopped thinking about it. Just then Zheng Jing changed into a second set of clothes and appeared in front of Ye Nantian.

If the first set of clothes is elegant and feminine, then the second set looks particularly clever and cute, and looks no different from a girl who has just entered college.

The pink top and a white short skirt exposed Zheng Jing's figure directly to Ye Nantian's eyes.

The thin and long legs attracted all Ye Nantian's attention.

"No, this outfit doesn't work."

Seeing Zheng Jing wearing this, Ye Nantian almost threw out the phone in his hand.

"Nan Tian, ​​I think this set of clothes looks pretty good. Also, why are you holding my phone in your hand?"

Ye Nantian couldn't answer any questions after Zheng Jing asked a series of questions.

"This... I just sent you a text message, so I took a look."

Ye Nantian still didn't lie to Zheng Jing after all, it was just who Ye Nantian didn't say it.

"Put your phone over there first, then I'll change into the third set of clothes, and you can wait for me a little longer."

Zheng Jing glanced at Ye Nantian in confusion and went to change his clothes again.

“This left door, can’t send messages during the day?

I just have to hurry in the dark, isn’t this intentional?”

Ye Nantian was playing with Zheng Jing's cell phone in his hand, and was still talking about something in his mouth, without hiding the resentment in his heart.

"Nan Tian, ​​what are you mumbling about? Please help me see how this outfit looks like. Although this outfit is not as gorgeous as you just now, it is just the best one among daily clothes."

Zheng Jing changed her style just now and changed into a capable suit skirt, which was quite like a strong workplace woman. The hip-pack skirt and slightly tight top completely exposed Zheng Jing's good figure with a bulge in front and a back.

"This is a good set, just this set!"

Ye Nantian insisted that he wanted this trick.

"Really?

I wear this way when I go to work, is it really okay?”

Zheng Jing was a little skeptical.

"Of course, can you still trust your husband's vision?

If you want to attend the art exhibition tomorrow, you must dress up more dignifiedly. This outfit is perfect for you!”

Ye Nantian said with satisfaction.

"Okay, that's it."

Under Ye Nantian's statement, Zheng Jing also followed Ye Nantian's idea and put away the other two sets of clothes.

Ye Nantian, who thought he could sleep well at this time, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiaojing, you see, it's getting late now, so let's take a break early. After all, we have to welcome tomorrow's art exhibition with the fullest spirit, right?"

Ye Nantian thought what he said made sense.

"Nantian, stop sleeping. Get up and see the introduction of tomorrow's art exhibition with me. Tomorrow is my idol's art exhibition. I must ask my idol for a group photo and a handwritten autograph!"

Zheng Jing turned on the computer again at this time and turned out all the works from the Zuomen, saying that he should learn more about his idol.

"Xiaojing..." "Nan Tian, ​​it's already three in the middle of the night now, so we'll take advantage of these few hours to study the paintings of Zuomen. I heard that there is a tea party tomorrow. If you don't know anything, it would be not good."

Ye Nantian was about to persuade Zheng Jing to have a good rest, but he never expected that Zheng Jing would make such a request directly.
Chapter completed!