Chapter 927

"But I won't." Jiang Mengmeng compares with her hands. She is so shy now that her ears are red.

"I'll teach you, but not by hand, but here." Jing Muchen's other hand fell on Mengmeng's lips. He hoped that Mengmeng could call her husband himself.

Jiang Mengmeng can talk, as long as she is brave. And she has been very happy recently. Those things in the past seem to have been very, very far away from her.

"Lao - Gong. Look at my mouth, Lao - Lao, Gong - Gong, husband, try to talk." Jing Muchen said.

He is now like teaching children to learn pinyin. It is really a letter by letter pronunciation, and his voice is particularly good. Jiang Mengmeng is fascinated by him just looking at Jing Muchen's serious face. How can he still pay attention to learning to speak? Just look at him. He's so handsome.

"Why are you looking at me? Let you look at my mouth. I'll teach you again. Old man."

"Old man."

"Will you? Try."

Jing Muchen is serious. He thinks it doesn't matter that Mengmeng can't speak. It doesn't matter if she doesn't want to learn too much, but she must be able to call her husband because she still has more than half of her life to call them.

Therefore, Jing Muchen will teach Mengmeng to say these two words.

Jiang Mengmeng immediately threw herself in and looked at Jing Muchen's lips very seriously. She tried to pronounce, but because she hadn't spoken for too many years, she really didn't know how to make a sound.

Now it's not easy to make a little sound. It's also EEE EEA. It's like a bird singing. I don't know what she's talking about at all.

Jing Muchen didn't give up. He continued to teach Jiang Mengmeng to speak and taught her with special care.

More than half an hour later, Jiang Mengmeng finally learned.

"Old man." she had to cry separately, and there was a big gasp in the middle. Although she was not used to it, she could still hear it when she listened carefully.

Jing Muchen has been very satisfied with teaching like this.

"Remember to call me like this when you call me later. If you get used to it, you'll get better and better slowly. Maybe you'll talk, huh?" Jing Muchen hugged Mengmeng in his arms.

Jiang Mengmeng is obedient to Jing Muchen. They all feel that they are the happiest people in the world now.

"Mengmeng, thank you, thank you for giving me a warm home." Jing Muchen hugged Jiang Mengmeng, holding her hand in her palm.

Before Jing Muchen, his heart was always empty. In addition to worrying about the group, he focused on xiaorou. He didn't think about himself at all, nor did he have redundant ideas. He didn't even want to find his girlfriend. He used to think it was good to live alone.

But now, he would even want to know Mengmeng earlier. If they met earlier, even two or three years earlier, they must have come out, and they can walk on the road of happiness in advance.

"Old man," cried Jiang Mengmeng.

There are many meanings in her two words. Jing Muchen can feel it.

"Shout again."

"Old man."

"Continue."

"Old man."

"Sounds good."

"Old man."

**

Shen Yancheng's home.

It's afternoon.

Xiaorou went to pick up her two children home. As soon as she got home, she saw Shen Yancheng coming home. He not only didn't work overtime today, but also left work early. He was afraid that xiaorou would be bored at home alone, so he came back early to accompany her.

Of course, I was more afraid of xiaorou running around while he didn't pay attention, so I didn't tell xiaorou in advance just to come back and see what she was doing.

Shen Yancheng nodded with great satisfaction. Xiaorou should not run around today.

Jiang xiaorou gives her schoolbag to the servant and asks him to put it in the villa. The two children go to play. Jiang xiaorou walks over and stands in front of Shen Yancheng, hands on his waist and hugs him.

"I didn't go anywhere today. If you don't believe me, you can ask the servant at home." Jiang xiaorou said.

Shen Yancheng patted xiaorou on the head.

"Even if I ask the servants, I'm afraid they won't tell the truth. It's unnecessary. I believe what you say. If you don't go out, you don't go out. However, xiaorou, don't blame me for being wordy. I just don't want you to run around and affect the children in your belly. Your belly is slightly raised now, which means that the children are growing up a little bit. You have to pay more attention," Shen Yancheng said.

What Shen Yancheng thinks about most every day is xiaorou and children. When he works in the group, he always thinks, even when he holds a meeting. It's like being possessed.

A person has no way to work well in the group and leaves work early.

"I see!" Jiang xiaorou nodded obediently. She was not a child and had a sense of propriety in her heart: "by the way, after sending so many people out, is there still no whereabouts of Xuanxuan? I haven't found any news?"

Shen Yancheng shook his head. There is no clue at present.

"How could it be like this! There's no news at all. It's almost killing people. Yancheng, what do you think the people who took Xuanxuan want? If they haven't contacted us for so long, it's definitely not for money. But if it's not for money, what's it for? I think his motivation is too simple." Jiang xiaorou can't understand this problem.