After hearing this, Mu Jianing suddenly realized something, and she looked at Tingyun embarrassedly.
Tingyun hugged her shoulders and looked gentle, "It's okay, aunt, just have fun. Let's live our own life, don't steal, rob, or be afraid of the media."
Jia Ning held his arms with her lips and looked at his handsome side face with admiration. She was so handsome and so down-to-earth!
Ling Mei was also very satisfied with Tingyun's attitude towards her daughter, and her expression also eased a lot.
"Let's go, go quickly, help me put on a baby!" Mu Jianing urged him and pulled him towards the stairs. Young people probably don't like to get along with their elders.
Ling Mei did not stop her. She had already dated her officially, so there was no need to worry about too much.
Tingyun must be a person with a proper sense. As long as she does not live together before marriage, she can accept it as the woman's mother.
The two went upstairs and then went to Jia Ning's bedroom, which was clean, warm and tidy.
The lights were warm and yellow, reflected on her and his face.
Tingyun put the dolls in the bag one by one into the idle transparent cylindrical bucket. Because they were of different colors, he was still placing it on the ground and facing the same side.
"Wow, you have made the most ordinary doll work as a work of art. Your aesthetic taste is good!" Mu Jianing praised sincerely, and helped him from time to time.
Tingyun told her, "I also studied design when I was in college and had two years of research on aesthetics."
His excellence is revealed from the bottom of his bones.
After putting on the doll, he had to go home. Looking at his move on the doll, Mu Jianing suddenly felt very reluctant.
Time flies with him so quickly.
About three minutes later, Mu Jianing watched Tingyun put the last doll into the transparent cylindrical storage box. Her face was stained with a smile, but she felt a little sad in her heart.
"It's OK." Tingyun put two cylindrical storage boxes together and stood on the head of her bed. It was very eye-catching and beautiful.
When she withdrew her gaze, Tingyun found that she seemed to be distracted.
"Jia Ning." He stepped towards her, stood in front of her, gently grasped her shoulders with both hands, and hugged her into his arms.
It feels like having the whole world.
Mu Jianing broke his defense a little, and the next second he directly wrapped around his waist and buried his cheeks in his solid and warm chest.
This time, she really possessed him, like a dream.
Tingyun could also feel her reluctance and whispered to her in her ear, "Jia Ning, if you can't sleep at night, just call me and don't play with your phone alone."
"Okay." She was so happy, and a full sense of security came towards her, wrapping him tightly.
After hugging her for a while, Tingyun let go of her, still holding her shoulder, "I have to go home, bye."
"Yeah, be careful on the road." She smiled and felt more and more reluctant.
"Yeah." Tingyun's eyes fell on her pink cherry lips, carefully holding up her cheeks, and gently kissing her lips...
After going downstairs, Tingyun took out a small exquisite box from his pocket, "Auntie, this is a gift for you, I hope you like it."
"I have a gift, too?" Ling Mei was surprised.
Tingyun nodded with a smile, then handed the box to her, "I'll leave first." After that, he stepped away.
Ling Mei came to the living room door, watched him get into the car, and watched the car drive away.
In the box is a necklace designed by an Italian celebrity. There are only three in the world. Ling Mei once saw it at an auction and it is worth tens of millions.