The diplomat’s little cute wife - Chapter 325

In the past six months, he has been keeping restraint and distance, hoping to give her time to calm down.

He also knows that Mu Ning’an had a psychological consultation with Sha Bao. He understands her difficulties, so he never reluctantly talks about the relationship between them.

But the reality is that calmness brings about the fact that two people are becoming more and more distant.

From Sha Bao, Mu Ning’an has listened to many pertinent suggestions. She has tried to accept everything in the past, but in the face of Jin Han’s calm and alienation, she can only choose silence. She is not a good speaker.

Jin Han just questioned, the man suddenly burst out of emotion, make her again difficult calm.

She used to advise Elena not to live in the past, people should look forward, but now, the real trapped in the past can not extricate themselves is themselves.

The new year’s bell rings.

In the distance, on the huge LED screen, the sovereignty handover ceremony of tassel island is being broadcast live.

With the national flag slowly rising on the land of Liusu Island, on the screen, a person who had contributed to the recovery of Liusu Island flashed one by one. The first one appeared was the photo of Mu Yuanru, which was the memory of the world for him. Then the name of a famous person flashed one by one. Many of them had passed away after several generations, It should be their lifelong regret that they did not witness the picture of the national flag rising in the tassel Island today.

When the word “regret” appeared in her mind, Mu Ning’an realized that if some missed, out of helplessness, some “regret” can be avoided.

She looked sideways, just to meet the man’s hot gaze, suddenly asked, “Christmas did not receive gifts, new year, you will not be so stingy?”

Jin Han didn’t seem to have changed his mood. She was stunned and asked in a soft voice, “what do you want?”

“That’s all sincerity?” Mu Ning’an frowned and said softly.

The man smiles and reaches for the back seat. When he turns it back, he has two paper bags on his hand. “Christmas presents, new year’s gifts, many of them.”

Seeing the logo on the paper bag, Mu Ning’an frowned slightly, “is it a handbag again?”

For more than half a year, every anniversary, Jin Han’s gifts are the same. They are all limited edition handbags of major brands. Compared with the previous efforts to please her, this kind of gift is really coping with. Until Christmas, this person even saved her handbag. After all, she was lost for a while.

“It’s not that” package “can cure all kinds of diseases?” Jin Han asked in a serious voice.

“Who told you that?” Mu Ning’an asked back. He thought it was Gu Yue who gave him the idea again. With Jin Han’s character, he would never invite anyone to discuss such a private topic.

“I didn’t even see you carry the handbag I gave you?”

“I don’t like it.” Mu Ning An said casually.

“Have you seen it?”

Mu Ning An shook his head.

After hearing this, the man sighed a little.

Is there something in the bag? Mu Ning’an opened the package suspiciously, took out a handbag and opened the zipper. Sure enough, there was another mystery in it. The red flannel bag attracted her attention. She untied the velvet rope of the bag and fell to the palm of her hand. Unexpectedly, she poured out a bracelet.

It was a hand-made bracelet. At first glance, it didn’t look special. In some places, it was unevenly woven. If it wasn’t inlaid with valuable jewels and diamonds, she would recognize it as a high-quality one at a glance. With that bracelet alone, it could not be more ordinary, even a little cheap.

“No?” Look at her expression, it seems that there is no sense of surprise.

Mu Ning An slightly shakes his head, “it’s very good.”

But I have to say in my heart that the man really began to deal with it. Compared with the jewelry he once gave her, this one is too careless.

“I made it myself.” A man’s quiet sentence.

what? Mu Ning’an looks at him in amazement. The loss on the man’s face is no less than that of her, even a little wronged.

I think so. A man as high as him is used to living the life of reaching for his hand. He thinks that he is locked in the room alone and weaves this bracelet clumsily. It’s the second thing to kill patience. It’s the priceless wealth to delay time.

After all, as Jin Han, the most valuable jewelry is just a matter of his signing and swiping his card. However, the time spent knitting a bracelet can’t be measured by its value. Who can let this man’s wealth be calculated in seconds.

“How long did it last?” Mu Ning An asked with a smile.

“You don’t like it anyway.” As the man’s voice falls, Mu Ning’an only feels the heat in her palm, and the bracelet on her hand is confiscated by the man.

“Yes! I like it Mu Ning An reaches out to grab it, but falls into the man’s arms.

Bumped into a full, Mu Ning An quickly got up, but was the man stretched out his arm, hugged into his arms.

Close distance, breathing can smell, make her feel a blush, warm inside the car blowing a cold wind, Mu Ning An looked up, the window opened a gap, the man’s hand has been out.

“What are you doing?” Mu Ning’an realized what would happen and yelled.

“You don’t like it anyway. It’s in the way.” After that, the man’s hand loosened and the bracelet fell to the ground.

Mu Ning’an pushed him away, pushed the door open, got out of the car, went around the car body, picked up the bracelet, held it in the palm and rubbed it back and forth for a long time.

Jin Han gets out of the car. Mu Ning’an carries him and pokes him back and forth with both hands.

She only felt that her back was hot, and the next second she was firmly held in her arms by the man.

Around is the heavy snow, cold winter, the temperature of the man’s chest will be more and more hot.

After holding her for a while, Mu Ning’an turns around and the bracelet is already on her wrist.

“I really like it. I’m not allowed to throw my things in the future.” Mu Ning’an carefully pressed his wrist for fear that the bracelet would be taken away again.

The man hooked his lips and asked, “what about my present?”

This time, Mu Ning An was asked, she had no preparation at all.

“Shall I send you a red envelope?” Mu Ning’an smiles apologetically, knowing that the other party is not short of money, but this is the only way she can think of at present. After all, it’s a tradition to send red packets in the new year.

Jin Han shook his head.

“What do you want?” In turn, she asked him.

“That’s all sincerity?” The man learns the tone she just said.

Mu Ning’an was dumb when he asked him, so he could only bow his head and admit the truth in silence.

Just as she lowered her head, her hair was clasped by him and pulled back slightly. Mu Ning’an worried about the pain and raised her head. When she frowned, the thin lips of the man were pressed down, mixed with sandalwood, and filled the delicate lip cavity of the woman.

Perhaps, for a long time has not been such a kiss, but also in the open road, Mu Ning An nervous, heart thumping.

If it wasn’t for the snow, the kiss might have lasted longer.

When he relaxed his kiss, Mu Ning’an gasped for breath. She had not really experienced the almost suffocating feeling for a long time.

“Go home.” She said, looking at him.

“It’s snowing so hard that it will cool down tonight. Do you want to add a quilt?”

“Good!” Mu Ning’an smiles. The emperor’s garden keeps constant temperature all the year round. Why worry about cooling? A man just needs a step, and so does she.

Sure enough, the man leaned in her ear and whispered, “do you want a heater? I use it better than a quilt. ”

In the air, it’s her smile.

The man laughed, picked her up and said, “go home.”

“You haven’t told me, how long have you been knitting that bracelet?”

“Make it up when you can’t sleep.”

“How long is that?”

“I don’t remember.”

……

That night, Dijing Bay was warm and affectionate.

The next day, the first thing Mu Ning’an woke up was to go to the cloakroom and open the unopened handbags one by one.

When she saw that there were other gifts in the bag, she couldn’t help laughing. It turned out that it was not exaggeration to treat all kinds of diseases.

In the later days, Mu Ning’an often had some handmade small objects, or bracelets, or keychains

Occasionally someone asked her, “it’s small. Is it from my daughter? How sweet

As Mu Ning’an, he would never buy such handmade objects to wear on his body. It is of great significance to bring them close to his body.

And she always said naturally, “my husband has nothing to do in his spare time.”

Jin Han? Nothing to do?

It is estimated that only Mrs. Jin can make such a light comment on this busy man.

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