Chapter 307

In the living room of Ji's old house, Ji Ting is discussing the wedding with Lin Yechang. Ji zhanrui and Fang Mengru are now in a busy period of business. In addition, Ji zhanrui has to cultivate the relationship between father and son with Xun Xun, so all the things about marriage are left to Ji ting and Lin Yechang.

"Daddy, Mommy's gone." Xun Xun is held by Wu Yicai and goes into the kitchen to get osmanthus cake. At this time, he is holding a piece of fragrant white cake in his hand. As he puts it in his mouth, he looks around. He wants to let his mother taste the delicious cake, but he can't find Fang Mengru. He has to plant it in Ji zhanrui's arms and put the cake into his mouth.

Is it his father who robbed him of the sweet scented osmanthus cake? Ji zhanrui can't help but roll his eyes when he sees Xun Xun's gobbling up. However, he still looks around along Xun Xun's line of sight. Unconsciously, the woman is missing. Ji zhanrui blames himself. He can't even see a woman as a man.

"Xun Xun, go to play with Wu Ma first, and daddy goes out to find Mommy, OK?" Ji zhanrui used to be a man of few words, but since he knew that Xun Xun existed, he turned into a chatterer. Especially when he faced his son, his tenderness was comparable to that of a father of twenty-four filial piety. He wanted to be around Xun Xun every day.

"Well, daddy wants to tell mommy that Xun Xun has left a delicious sweet scented osmanthus cake for her to eat together." The little guy doesn't mind Ji zhanrui's absence. On the contrary, he hopes that daddy and Mommy will be closer.

Waiting for her to eat? Ancestor of snacks, are you sure you won't eat a whole plate? Ji zhanrui picks his eyebrows and looks at his son with a smile. Of course, he won't say these words to his son himself.

At the end of May, the night wind is still cold. Ji zhanrui worries that Fang Mengru's body is too much to eat. He orders someone to get a shawl.

The courtyard of Ji's old house is very large. In addition to the rockery corridor, there is a bay of lake water. The garden is not far away from the lake. Ji zhanrui just found the lake, and he heard the voice of people not far away.

Fang Mengru and ye Wanqing stand face to face and talk. From the point of view of the two people, Ji zhanrui can't see ye Wanqing's expression, but he can draw Fang Mengru's expression into her eyes. Her eyebrows are tightened, her eyes are in a panic, and the corners of her mouth are slightly pulled down. He knows what she is doing.

Is Ye Wanqing making trouble of Fang Mengru because Leng MOJIN once liked her? Ji zhanrui is not happy. No matter what ye Wanqing is doing, everything that makes Fang Mengru unhappy is that he can't live with him.

"Fang Mengru, home." Ji zhanrui deliberately takes a heavy step. Ye Wanqing turns his head away from him when he hears the news. Naturally, he disdains to pay attention to her reaction. He goes around her and walks to chaofang Mengru. He wraps his shawl around her and puts her in his arms.

"There's something you can't say in the room. It's windy at night and your hands are cold." Touching Fang Mengru's cold hands, Ji zhanrui breathes for her painfully. His eyebrows and eyes are full of blame. He looks at Ye Wanqing and finds that she seems to be secretly wiping her tears through the moonlight.

Suddenly, Ji zhanrui is not happy. He doesn't blame Ye Wanqing for turning his wife out to get a cold. Why did she cry?

"It's a little cold. Go back to the room first." Side eye, Fang Mengru white Ji zhanrui one eye, that eyes very resentment, as if his appearance interrupted the two people's Secret whispers.

Ji zhanrui immediately makes an innocent look. He looks at Fang Mengru with his eyes wide open. The man with a shriveled mouth and a meter or eight years old actually sells himself in front of the little woman. His dignity is ruined, but Ji zhanrui doesn't care at all.

"Sister, go back first!" Looking at Ji zhanrui's pitiful expression, ye Wanqing sweeps away her depression. She wants to smile, but she has to hold back her smile. She timidly looks at Fang Mengru, indicating that she needs to calm down, so that Lengmo Jin won't be suspicious.

"It's cold outside, so hurry back." After just a talk, Fang Mengru and ye Wanqing had no gap. She took off her shawl and put it on for her. She asked her to leave after a while.

Ji zhanrui has been following Fang Mengru all the time. He doesn't understand what she has to do to sympathize with Ye Wanqing. Especially when he sees Fang Mengru taking off her shawl and giving it to Ye Wanqing, Ji zhanrui is almost depressed to death. It is obvious that he loves his wife, and she gives him away.

After staring at Ye Wanqing fiercely, Ji zhanrui takes off his suit coat and chases Fang Mengru to put it on her. He says, "it's cold. What do you do with it?"

"It's only a few steps. I'm not cold!" Even so, Fang Mengru is not in a hurry to take off her coat. She knows that he really cares about her body and is afraid that she will get cold.

"Deceiving, your hands are so cold!" Holding Fang Mengru's hand stubbornly, Ji zhanrui complains childishly and pulls her hands into her chest to warm her.

"Ji zhanrui, let go! Let go Ji zhanrui can ignore Ye Wanqing behind her, but it doesn't mean Fang Mengru doesn't care. She looks back, looks embarrassed, and even wants to shake Ji zhanrui's hand.

"I don't, I don't." It's rare for Fang Mengru to "flirt" with him. Ji zhanrui is more elated and refuses to let go. Instead, he drags her hand to his chest."You, you are a hooligan!" A pair of cool hands were pressed on his chest by Ji zhanrui. Fang Mengru was very embarrassed, and her cheeks were burning like fire, because the fingers of her two hands met the two points protruding from his chest.

"Honey, now you are touching my chest. Who is playing the hooligan?" Seeing Fang Mengru's blushing face, Ji zhanrui is very proud. He raises a bad smile at the corner of his lips and lowers his voice. He talks in Fang Mengru's ear deliberately. The breath between the words sprays on Fang Mengru's ear and neck, causing her goose bumps.

This shameless rascal! Fang Mengru looks at Ji zhanrui with hatred, but her eyes flash away when she touches Ji zhanrui's messy shirt. After all, she is not used to looking at his body. Even a small piece of naked skin makes her blush and her heart beat faster

In the breeze, ye Wanqing looks at the two people who are still far away. Ji zhanrui's last words deliberately depress her voice. She doesn't hear them clearly, but she clearly captures the expression between them.

Among other things, Ji zhanrui, the black faced God of the outside world, is cold and unsmiling. Who ever thought that he could act like a child in front of Fang Mengru?

I don't know if she's ever seen Ji zhanrui's smile. She's so gentle. Her eyes are full of careful care. I'm afraid that's something she never had.

Why do aunts and sisters have to force their own feelings? Ye Wanqing tightened the shawl on the tight body, and then felt that it was not so cold. Maybe there were good people in the world, right?

Under the moonlight, the water on the sparkling lake is rippling in circles, with a unique charm.

Unfortunately, the couple by the lake are not in the mood to enjoy the beautiful scenery

"In fact, I can be a bit more rogue." Stop, chest prescription dream Ru's hand has gradually turned hot, Ji zhanrui drooping eyes, hand don't over her ear temples broken hair.

"Ji zhanrui! You... " After searching for a long time in her mind, Fang Mengru didn't know what to scold him for. She finally thought of a word, opened her mouth, and stopped between his index fingers.

This despicable person, actually with finger press on her soft lip, easily sealed her roar is about to say words.

"Soon, you will be my wife. You should call me husband." It's not that Ji zhanrui doesn't want to cover her pink mouth with her lips, but Ji zhanrui doesn't want her to misunderstand that he is such an urgent person, even if he is really only worried about her.

Want her to change her name to "husband"? Is their relationship good? Looking at Ji zhanrui's proud bad smile, especially his eyes full of evil, Fang Mengru how to see, how to feel the chest.

"Hum!" With a cold hum, Fang Mengru suddenly smiles. The smile is as gorgeous as fireworks in the clear sky. Ji zhanrui is absent-minded for a moment. Just when he is absent-minded, there is a pain in his index finger. He suddenly pulls back his finger. When he raises his head again, Fang Mengru's playful figure has gradually gone away.

Damn little girl, she bit him again! Looking at a ring of teeth on the index finger, Ji zhanrui is dumbfounded.