C77 Every Time He Got Angry He Would Make a Move?

Nan Xi originally brought Ji Jing to the park to fly a kite. In the end, she played with the kindergarten children for an afternoon, but she was still unable to kite them.

When he returned home, Dong Qing was still driving. Nanxi was hugging Ji Jingyi and Ji Shanglin as they squeezed into the back seat.

The little fellow had been playing for an entire afternoon and was completely exhausted. It lay prone in the arms of South Stream, snoring as it fell asleep.

Nanxi gazed out the window at the scenery, her anger still lingering.

Dong Qing was very observant. From the moment he had entered the carriage, he had immediately noticed that something was amiss.

Other than the young master who was happy, the other two didn't seem to be in the right.

His family's Third Master, who was used to reading documents in his car, stopped reading and turned his head to look out the window as well.

As for the future Lady Boss, she could only watch as her Third Master puffed his beard and glared at her. Her eyes were filled with hatred as she scratched his handsome face a few times!

The two of them had come out to play. How could they be so infuriated?

Dong Qing didn't dare to follow them back to their happy home. However, he was still thinking about it on the way back to the hotel … Should he bring a hot egg for his San Ye when he comes tomorrow morning?

Last time, when this couple fought, San Ye got slapped. This time …

But on second thought, the Lady Boss wouldn't make a move every time she got angry, right?!

"..."

Ji Jingyi was truly exhausted today. He still hadn't woken up even after arriving home.

When South Stream saw Ji Shanglin carrying the little guy to his bedroom to sleep, he couldn't help but ask, "You're not going to give him a bath?"

She felt that this was all too late, and that Scene One would never wake up again.

Ji Shanglin turned his head to stare at her, but didn't say anything.

"After playing around for half a day, my entire body is covered in sweat. I can't not wash myself, it's easy for me to grow germs."

"How do I wash when I'm asleep?" There was no bathtub in the den.

Nan Xi stared at him in silence for a long time, "First put him on the sofa, then turn on the air conditioner. Both the living room and bedroom are turned on."

This time, Ji Shanglin didn't say anything. After all, it was for his own good. He followed her instructions and put Ji Jingyi on the bed, then turned on the air conditioner.

By the time he came out of his bedroom, he had already been stripped clean by Nanxin.

The little guy was a little baby fat. His whole body was soft and soft. His skin was fair and smooth.

Nan Xi fondled him fondly, unwilling to let go.

Originally, she was filled with resentment when she returned, but for some reason, now that she was taking care of the little guy, her mood was a lot smoother. She couldn't help but let out a pretty smile at the corner of her mouth.

When Ji Shanglin came back, he wasn't happy either. He still remembered the scene when he first arrived at the People's Square today.

However, when he saw the look in Nanxi's eyes as she stared at his son, a strange light flashed in the corners of his eyes.

He took a bunch of cigarettes from his pocket and was about to light them up, but after thinking for a moment, he took the cigarettes out to the balcony.

Just as he took a deep drag from his cigarette, he heard a somewhat unhappy voice from Nanxi.

"Hey, Ji, come over and hold the meat. I'll wash it with you."

At this moment, Ji Shanglin was addicted to smoking. However, when he turned his head to look at the fierce eyes of Nanxi, he stifled the cigarette in his hand and threw it into the ashtray.

It wasn't because he was afraid of her, but because he didn't know what was going on.

It was all because of his son!

Ji Shanglin told himself in his heart.

The bathroom in South Stream was not big to begin with, so with three people standing there, it would definitely be crowded.

Nanxi brought a small stool from the living room for Ji Shanglin to sit on. The few dollars of plastic stool bought by this supermarket didn't match Ji Shanglin's temperament at all.

However, he still hugged Ji Jing as he sat down. Naturally, he had a look of disdain on his face.

Nan Xi was squatting beside him. He used the shower to adjust the temperature and gently washed the little fellow's hair.

"I told you, you can't not wash yourself. Your hair stinks from smelling it!" When Nan Xi said this, he had a smile on his face, and his tone was very amiable.

Ji Shanglin didn't say anything. He only looked at Nanxi's expression and felt that washing the little guy's hair was very enjoyable.

After washing her hair, she used a wet towel to wipe the little guy's body, his chest, stomach, thick little arms and legs, and chubby little fart.

South Stream was washed very earnestly. Ji Shanglin had to say, from the looks of her, she seemed more professional than he was, as if she had served a child.

In fact, Nanxi had never taken care of a child before, but she would always be quiet in the middle of the night … She spent most of her time watching videos online when she missed her children.

Pretend your child is still here, pretend your child needs it!

Naturally, she did not expect that the video of him taking care of a child on the internet would still be useful today.

If Ji Jing hadn't fallen asleep, she could have massaged the little guy. She missed her child so much that she almost went crazy. She even went to learn child massage!

However, since the little guy had fallen asleep today, she didn't want to disturb him.

The bathroom was small, and Ji Shanglin and Nanxi were circling around the children. Their clothes were naturally all wet.

Especially South Stream. She also had to take into account Little Treasure and Little Treasure's father, so she naturally couldn't care less about herself.

The loose sportswear was getting wet, it was almost a tight suit.

The warm lights were turned on in the bathroom, but it was difficult for Nan Xi to maintain her position. At this moment, her forehead was covered in sweat.

Sweat ran down her cheeks to her chin, then down her chin to her beautiful collarbone, and then all the way down her collar.

Ji Shanglin looked down from her perspiration, his gaze fixed on the faintly discernible line of her career.

In truth, the collar of South Stream's shirt wasn't very loose, but she was squatting down to bathe the little fellow, so it was hard to not reveal something.

"Alright, carry him out and dry him. Then wrap him in a blanket, and I'll take a bath as well."

When Nan Xi saw Ji Shanglin's lack of response, he raised his head and caught a glimpse of Ji Shanglin's gaze. Instinctively, he grabbed the shower and threw it at Ji Shanglin's face, questioning him with a cold voice.

"Hey, Ji, what are you looking at?!"

Ji Shanglin had been mesmerized by it. Who told him to be so fond of Nanxi's body?

But with the sprinkling of flowers, it was like a warm basin of water had been poured over his face. He was now thoroughly awake.

He let go of a hand to wipe the water droplets from his face and looked at the angry little woman standing across from him. He really wanted to press her against the wall right now!

His body already had a reaction. Moreover, this reaction was not small, and even Nanxi had seen it.

Her eyes immediately widened to the extreme. She covered her mouth to prevent herself from screaming out, "You, you, you …" "Get out!"

Ji Shanglin's face sank. Seeing that her mood fluctuated so much, he carried Ji Wenyi out.

Nanxi was too nervous. The moment Ji Shanglin stepped out, she immediately closed the bathroom door and locked it from the inside!

Her small heart thumped in her chest, extremely nervous.

Ye Zichen looked in the mirror foolishly, and his face turned red. Damn, she almost couldn't recognize that it was me, the little girl in the mirror.

All these years, she had been forced to live a valiant life, since when was she so shy?!

If not for her shy appearance, she would have forgotten that she really was a woman!

Ye Zichen raised his hands and patted his face. F * ck, calm down! Calm down!

I don't like him and I don't feel anything for him, so why should I feel shy?

Besides, he used to be a doctor, and doctors don't have a gender in their eyes!

Don't let your thoughts run wild, take a bath!

Nan Xi warned himself in his heart. He took off his wet clothes and stood under the shower of flowers.

She took off the headband and her long black hair was let loose. She raised her head to accept the baptism of warm water.

Taking a bath was a very comfortable thing to do. The flowing water not only washed away the dust on his body, but also washed away his impetuous heart.

Twenty minutes later, after Nanxi's bath had ended, she suddenly felt refreshed.

But Goose...

Where's the towel? What about clean clothes and pants? What about pajamas?

Nan Xi's breathing stagnated, and he immediately cursed out, "What the f * ck!"