Chapter 288

Jing Zhi is stunned, but he has caught his arm in his arms. She lies on his knee, and he lowers his head, holds her jaw with his other hand, and touches her belly slightly. With that touch, Jing Zhi feels like he is caressed by a feather in his heart. It's really pleasant. And his taste is really nice, clean and warm. She can't help it Turn over and bury your face in his chest..

The quiet afternoon is the most peaceful, and now, near dusk, there is a small wind through the trees, blowing the green branches outside the window, casting mottled light and shadow on the glass window.

It's a thrill.

"There will be no such thing in the future." When he saw that she was a little girl, he laughed and coaxed her, but the man in his arms still refused to raise his head, but he was silent.

"Not yet?" He frowned slightly, trying to open her up a little to see the expression on her face, but unexpectedly, he grabbed his lapel and his voice came out stiffly, with childish stubbornness: "you touched her."

"What?" He didn't understand it at first, but he couldn't help repeating it again, but the man suddenly hummed and didn't make any more noise.

His heart gradually softened and his smile deepened in his lips. He was jealous. He touched Manjun

"Yes, I didn't want to lie to you. I was very stiff with you at that time. I was so frustrated that I wanted to spend my whole life with anyone. What a big deal, I didn't refuse her."

"Hum." The man in my arms hummed heavily again, and still kept silent.

"No one else, only you." He had no choice but to open his mouth. He felt that his original rebellious temper had disappeared because of her torment.

"Who is rare." Jing Zhi suddenly raised his head. His eyes were bright and frightening, but his lips were slightly raised. With a little smile, he curved a small pear vortex at the corners of his mouth. It seemed that it was filled with honey, which made him full of sweetness.

"Not rare?" He blinked, beautiful face gradually down, shallow breath and her tangled.

Jingzhi's long eyelashes flickered twice. Suddenly, she buttoned them tightly to cover the light of her eyes. Her little hands, like green and white, poked them on the buttons of his black shirt. When his fingertips touched them, he felt the strong muscles under the thin shirt. His fingertips trembled and he wanted to shrink back, but he reached out and grabbed them. The thin lips of sex and feeling were immediately pasted on her, kissing her gently Fingertip, voice but with sex. Feeling of dumb: "how, lit fire want to run?"

Jingzhi's eyes are moist, and she looks at him with hatred and flattery. "I'm so tired, I need to take a bath."

"Together?" He looked at her playfully, drawing his face closer to her eyes.

Jingzhi was shocked to find that his eyelashes were very long. He couldn't help reaching out and pinching them: "men still have such long eyelashes?"

Her little hands were soft. When he touched his eyes, he felt that his whole body was like an electric shock. He could not help nibbling on her little hands, but there was a slight fire in her eyes.

"Why do you bite me?" Jing knows to eat painful to shrink back hand, delicate brow peak wrinkly to stare at him.

Meng shaoting let her go and urged her hoarse: "aren't you going to take a bath?"

Jingzhi said, "I'll go then."

"I'll see the difference." Meng shaoting stands up and stays. He can't point out what he can't control. He hasn't forgotten what happened last night. The little woman was bullied by him and said nothing.

"Well, if he wakes up, let the baby sitter bring him something to eat." Jingzhi explained a few words. When he went to the wardrobe, he opened it and found that all the clothes in it were brand-new, and the corners of his lips were bent. Unexpectedly, he arranged everything so properly.

"I went." He said, looking at the smile on her face, he liked it in his heart. He opened the door and went to the small bedroom where he was not sleeping together. After looking at him for a while, he saw that he was sleeping very well, so he asked the baby sitter to leave.

"Uncle." But suddenly he opened his eyes, and his voice was still a little hoarse.

Meng shaoting turned around and saw that his small round face was light, and his big eyes were hidden under long and curly eyelashes. In his beautiful eyes, he showed some caution and alienation. But after that, he was timid and shy.

He began to call him uncle again. Meng shaoting was hit by a heavy hammer in his heart, but he still stopped, turned around slowly, went to his bed again and sat down. Wen Sheng said, "what's the matter?"

It's not the same as opening the quilt and sitting up. The little man is sitting there. Only a little big body seems to add a bit of pity to him, which makes his original uneasiness gradually disappear. This is her child. Anyway, he should be treated well.

"Uncle, when will my mother and I go home? Shall we live here in the future? "

"Don't you like it here?" He stretched out his hand to touch his face, but the little child obviously avoided, and his hands were frozen in the air.

With a smile of self mockery, he put his hand down and pulled the quilt up for him.

Not with the blink of an eye, the tearful opening: "I just want to be with my mother."

"What if you and mom want to live here?"

Suddenly, he was silent. He was only a child who only knew how to eat, sleep and play. But children have their own sensitivity.

"Living here, I'm afraid my father and I can't find my mother when he comes back."

Meng shaoting suddenly stood up, his movements were too fierce, the sun seemed to be suddenly cut off, a shadow shrouded in a different face, he was shocked, a pair of amber eyes stared at Meng shaoting.

After a moment's fury, he had calmed down. The cold color on his face faded a little, but he was filled with unspeakable fatigue.

"My uncle has something else to do. He went out first. He had to sleep for a while. When he was hungry, he called auntie. Do you know?"

He tried to make his voice sound gentle and calm, without emotional ups and downs, but only he knew that in his heart, like the eve of the tsunami, there was boundless wind and waves under the calm.

He didn't say a word, but the deep guard made him feel powerless. He didn't want to stand here and remind himself of his failure. He turned around and walked out of the bedroom, hesitated for a long time to go back to her room, and gently pushed the door in, only to find that she was lying in the bed and asleep.

The gauze curtain on the balcony may be blown up by the wind, just like the water sleeve raised by the woman on the stage. He walked in silently and walked straight to the balcony through the gauze curtain.

The night is coming. The vast quiet garden is like a sleeping animal hiding in the dark. The boundless green and the small rockery pond hidden in the dark are filled with some rustle and silence. His heart seems to be gradually calm under the cool wind.

But is a three-year-old child, what can know, know what? It's just childish. He and she still have such a long time. What can't be solved?

Thinking of it, he felt as if he had settled down. In the rustling wind and the sound of leaves, he suddenly heard Jingzhi's bleary voice, as if he was calling his name. He turned around, saw her rubbing her eyes, kicking and pulling her slippers at will, lifting the veil, bending her eyebrows and eyes, and hugging her. He said in a warm voice, "why don't you sleep more?"

Maybe she didn't sleep well, but she was still a little silly. Looking at him, she was a little dull, but she was lovely.

"I just dreamed that I made you angry. You left me and ran away. Then I called you and asked when you would come back. You said you would not come back and hung up my phone..."

She said that in the end, her voice became a little lonely and wronged, and her eyes also showed a little red.

He was overjoyed. He laughed for a long time. Just then, under her sullen look, he restrained his smile and asked her seriously, "this is really what you dream of?"

"Jing Zhi nods angrily:" you still smile, you are very satisfied

He nodded, and the beautiful eyes narrowed: "of course, I'm proud of it, but I dare to dream about it."

When she reached out, she beat him, and he didn't hide. After a few blows, she gently grasped her wrist. Suddenly, the expression on her face was serious. His eyes were like 800 Li caves with sparkling smoke, covering her like smoke. Then she heard his voice, low, calm, and naturally said, "quiet, let's get married."