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Ji Rufeng returned home the next day. Just as he laid on the soft bed in his bedroom, before he had the chance to rest, his phone rang.

Zhan Yan had already boarded the plane to Beijing, so she packed up a bit and quickly went to pick up the plane.

Ji Rufeng lazily sat on the leather sofa in the VIP room at the airport where Xi Xi had shouted at, until the broadcast showed the plane Zhan Yan was about to land on the ground.

Just as Zhan Yan walked off the plane, she saw Ji Rufeng greeting him with a face full of smiles, and gave her a big hug, "Mom, do you miss me? If you miss me, I'll just go back to S City to see you. Your body isn't well, and you'll be in danger if you fly. "

"How could I be so delicate? It's you and your dad who are too nervous." Zhan Yan laughed warmly as she intimately held onto her son's arm. Then, she pushed the luggage towards the exit at a leisurely pace.

Zhan Yan was already in her early forties, but she had maintained her look very well. Her childish face did not look old at all, and when the two of them walked together, they looked like siblings, not mother and son. They shuttled back and forth in the place where Xi Xi's clamor was made, occasionally drawing the attention of others.

"Look, I have such a young and beautiful mother. Everyone around me is extremely envious of her. "Mom, how did dad trick you back then? I heard from auntie that dad cut you first before playing …"

"Shut up." Halfway through his words, Ji Rufeng interrupted him. She glared at his son.

"Is that even something you can say? If your father were to hear it, he would definitely not forgive you." Zhan Yan lightly tapped his son's forehead with his finger.

Ji Rufeng giggled, and stuck close to his mother's ear, playing with his taste, "So it's true, father's hands are indeed sharp."

"You can go ahead." Zhan Yan did not have a temper in the first place, she only muttered to him while smiling.

"Mom, how long are you planning to stay in Beijing this time?"

"Your dad went abroad to discuss business. No matter what, he won't be able to come back for more than ten days. I'll stay behind to accompany you these days." Zhan Yan replied.

Ji Rufeng still had a mischievous smile on his face, "So Father was on business, no wonder I was willing to give you up to me."

Ji Rufeng drove Zhan Yan back to her apartment in the western region. Although Ji Rufeng lived alone, his room was extremely clean and the desk was a little messy, but it was not dirty at all.

Ji Rufeng moved Zhan Yan's luggage into the master bedroom and took her own room.

"What would you like to eat tonight? I'll make it for you to eat. " Zhan Yan opened the refrigerator and took out some ingredients.

"I like anything Mom cooks." Although he was already a man, he was still a child in front of his mother. He loved to act coquettishly.

"I'll go out and buy some ingredients tomorrow. You don't have anything here, so why don't you make something simple tonight?" Zhan Yan said as she cut the vegetables.

Soon, the dishes were served. There were four dishes and a soup. The taste was light but delicious.

In the next moment, Ji Rufeng had already swept all the food on the table clean, but he did not forget to praise with his doggy legs, "The food Mom cooks is so delicious, Father is too blessed, to marry a young and beautiful wife, and every day it's soft and fragrant, and even the dishes are cooked so delicious."

"Envy?" "Then you should also find a wife who can cook in the future." Zhan Yan replied with a smile, and took Ji Rufeng's bowl to fill his bowl with food.

Ji Rufeng giggled, he could not connect Yuyao and the kitchen at all. General Lu's little daughter, held in his hand, afraid of falling, afraid of melting, that is called ten fingers not touching the Yang Spring Water ah.

After the meal, Zhan Yan started to pack up the tableware, but Ji Rufeng snatched it away, "Mom, rest, watch the TV show, leave these to me."

"Yes." Zhan Yan smiled warmly and nodded. Her son's understanding had always made her feel very gratified.

Ji Rufeng was washing dishes in the kitchen, with the sound of dishes knocking against each other occasionally.

Zhan Yan laughed helplessly. Just as she wanted to go to the kitchen, Ji Rufeng's phone on the table rang, the screen showed a picture of a girl with a ponytail, smiling like a flower, yet lovable.

"Ru Feng, call." Zhan Yan brought the phone back to the kitchen and shook it in front of Ji Rufeng's eyes. His smile had a hidden meaning.

Ji Rufeng snatched the phone away, his pretty face suddenly turning red. Holding the phone in his hand, he actually went up to the roof to answer the call.

Zhan Yan laughed and returned to the living room's sofa to watch TV. The talent shows were all young and pretty girls around twenty years old, and Zhan Yan saw them jumping and jumping on the stage, and felt that she had really aged. In a blink of an eye, Ru Feng was already eighteen years old, and with a girl she liked, she had her own secrets.

The clock on the wall ticked on and off. Ji Rufeng talked on the phone for an entire hour. When he walked through the living room from the balcony, the talent shows had all ended.

"What are you doing outside? I'm not eavesdropping." There was a trace of playfulness in Zhan Yan's tone.

Ji Rufeng smiled shyly and sat down beside his mother. He opened the photo album on his phone and handed it over to Zhan Yan like a treasure, "Mom, her name is Yao Yao, take a look, she's very cute."

Zhan Yan's fingertips swept across the touch screen, flipping through the photos one after another, they were practically all secretly taken. There was a girl standing in the sunlight laughing, and there was also her appearance of her pouting and throwing a tantrum.

Zhan Yan smiled, "My Xiao Yang has really grown up, to have a girl he likes."

"Not like it." Ji Rufeng pulled his mother's hand, his expression extremely serious, his black eyes bright and solemn. "I don't like her, I love her.

Zhan Yan was still smiling, so she didn't take it to heart. After all, Ji Rufeng was only eighteen years old, and that girl looked even younger than him. He was still young and ignorant.

It was also like the young and her. Back then, Gao Yuxuan had also solemnly vowed to marry her as a wife when she grew up, but in the end, it was still not a hug.

"Ru Feng, you are only eighteen years old right now. Your mother's attitude towards your love life is not against it, but she is also not supportive either. "I don't want you to affect your studies because you're in love. After all, you're still a student, so studying is the priority." Zhan Yan said, unfazed.

Ji Rufeng laid his head on Zhan Yan's shoulder, looking at his mother's words with a good attitude. "Just put your heart at ease, when will your son be able to take second place in the exam?"

"You, your arrogance, is exactly the same as your father." Zhan Yan lovingly pushed the head that was placed on his shoulder.

After night fell, Zhan Yan took a bath. Just as she laid down on the bed preparing to sleep, Ji Weiyang called.

His voice was still gentle and low, carrying a seductive magnetism. "Are you asleep?"

"Yes, I'm going to bed. "What about you?"

"I just got off the plane." Ji Weiyang replied as the sound of an airport announcement came faintly from the other side of the phone.

"The weather forecast says Los Angeles is cold these days, get some clothes, and don't catch a cold." Zhan Yan instructed her carefully. Every time Ji Weiyang went on a business trip, she would pay extra attention to the city's weather and movements.

"Understood, my dear wife." Ji Weiyang replied warmly with a smile, and then asked: "How is Ru Feng, that stinking brat? If we're not in charge, our hearts are playing wild. "

Zhan Yan smiled and said, "Your son is in a relationship with a little girl from their school."

"This kid did it early enough." Ji Weiyang's voice did not fluctuate at all, and he asked again, "Have you seen it? How is he? What does the family do? "

"No. He only saw a few photographs, and the child seemed rather pleasing to the eye. We can't be too nervous, Ru Feng is still young after all, so his temperament is uncertain.

"Yes." Ji Weiyang agreed, "This child Ru Feng sure knows how to behave appropriately."

"After he finished speaking, he walked out of the airport, and the car was already waiting at the door to take him directly to the company." I'm going to the branch office, so I'm hanging up now. Pay attention to your body, call me if you need anything. "

"Yes." Zhan Yan promised and waited for him to hang up.

"The phone was still open, but there was silence." Why didn't you hang up? " Zhan Yan asked.

"Yan Yan, you still haven't kissed me good night." Ji Weiyang's warm voice carried a bit of ambiguity.

Zhan Yan smiled gently and reminded him, "Director Ji, it's still early in the morning in Los Angeles."

"Beijing is midnight." Ji Weiyang argued.

"Well, good night." Zhan Yan lightly kissed the receiver, and then, the other end hung up.

After finishing the call, she placed the phone on the headboard of the bed and pulled back the covers to lie down on the bed. Although he turned off the bedside light, he could not fall asleep. He had been used to her warm embrace all these years. When he wasn't around, she would always be by herself, unable to fall asleep peacefully.

Dong! Dong! The door was knocked gently from the outside.

"Come in." Zhan Yan sat up on the bed and once again lit up the lamp in the room. Then, she saw Ji Rufeng walking in while carrying a blanket.

"Mom, I knew you weren't sleeping. Could it be that dad isn't around to sleep, so I'll stay with you tonight. " As he spoke, he had already tossed the blanket onto the bed.

"How old are you to be sleeping with your mother?" Zhan Yan said this but still made room for him.

Ji Rufeng laid beside his mother, and just like when he was young, he hugged his mother's arms.

Ji Weiyang had been busy throughout the year, business trips were commonplace. Every time he went on a business trip, the young Xiao Yang would run to his parents' bedroom and directly crawl into his mother's blanket, claiming that his father was not here to protect his mother. But when it rained, he was so scared that he burrowed into her mother's arms.

The past was still vivid in his mind. With just a blink of an eye, he had already grown up into an adult.

once told her that with a seedling, we wouldn't need to worry about growing up. When Xiao Yang grew up, we would be old as well. Now, they were about to become old. From the initial love they had for each other, they gradually walked into the plain and ordinary world.

The bedroom was extremely quiet, and the only sound that could be heard was Ji Rufeng's even breathing. As Zhan Yan listened, she fell asleep very quickly.

The next day, the sky was slightly bright.

When Ji Rufeng woke up, the place beside him was already empty. He knew that his mother had always been a light sleeper, so she must have definitely made him breakfast in the kitchen.

When Ji Rufeng walked out of the bedroom, breakfast had already been set up on the dining table. There were a few light side dishes as well as the skinny meat porridge that he liked. It's a blessing again. " He sat down at the dining table and started to eat with his chopsticks.

"You really make me worry. When I'm alone, I'll eat those fast food dishes without any nutrition. Sooner or later, my stomach will be ruined."

"Then you stay in Beijing with me. Don't go back to S City. Your husband has a servant at home to accompany him. He can still eat and drink. I am alone in Beijing. I am alone. A motherless child is like a blade of grass. " Ji Rufeng said with an exaggerated expression.

"Don't talk so much." Zhan Yan took off the apron hanging around her waist and sat down at the dining table.

Ji Rufeng ate dinner and carried his school bag to school. Even with Yuyao, he still focused on his studies. Thus, he was still a good student in class during the day, and only took out his beloved girl at night to think about it.

After school, when Ji Rufeng stayed in the library to study by himself, Yuyao went home alone with his backpack. He hadn't seen Ji Rufeng for the entire day, and his heart inexplicably felt a little flustered.

After dinner, she sat in her room in a daze. An Xiaoran had thought that she was sick.

It was already close to midnight, and Yuyao was still awake. She sat alone at the table in a daze, unable to even read her favorite novel.

She thought that the wind had blown the window open, and only when she heard the boy's teasing voice coming from behind her, Yuyao felt as if she was in a dream.

"Are you thinking about me? So focused. "

Yuyao turned around and accidentally smashed into the boy's chest. Her forehead hurt. She really didn't know what kind of special material Ji Rufeng was made from, or why his body was so hard.

"Ru Feng, why are you here?" Yuyao blinked his watery eyes, showing a little disbelief.

"Of course I'm thinking of you." After Ji Rufeng finished speaking, he lowered his head and gently pecked her red lips.

Yuyao shyly lowered her head. She normally had a sharp tongue, but at this time, she was actually unable to say a single word.

"What about you? Did you miss me?" He lifted her chin with his palm, clearly not allowing her to escape.

Yuyao nodded with a red face, and lightly leaned into his embrace.

"The weather is good outside tonight, and the stars are very bright. Come out and have a seat with me." Ji Rufeng suddenly said.

"Yes." Yuyao nodded in agreement. Only then did she realize that she actually did not have a single trace of resistance towards his request.

Once again, Ji Rufeng flipped over the balcony. Yuyao changed his clothes and snuck out of the house, luckily, everyone in the villa was asleep at this time, and she was just panicking a little, telling the guards to pretend that they did not see anything.

At midnight, the streets were very quiet. Only a few cars occasionally passed by. The two sat on a bench by the side of the road, Yuyao's stomach suddenly started to growl unbearably.

She hadn't eaten much in the evening, so it was normal for her to be hungry.

"There's a cake shop in front that's open twenty-four hours a day. I'll go buy some food for you."

Ji Rufeng ran over and back, and when he returned, he was still a little out of breath. He passed the cake box in his hands to Yuyao, then sat down beside her.

"Eat, Greedy Cat."

Yuyao opened the box. It was a very beautiful pink strawberry cake, so beautiful that people couldn't bear to eat it.

"Why aren't you eating?" Ji Rufeng urged.

Yuyao picked up her fork, carefully and carefully fork a strawberry into her mouth, as if she had eaten the most delicious food in the world, and with a very satisfied expression, she sweetly smiled at Yuyao.

"Is it delicious?" Ji Rufeng asked.

"Yes." Yuyao nodded and continued to eat. Her lips and fingers were covered with cream.

Ji Rufeng laughed helplessly, he extended his finger and wiped the traces of cream off the corner of her lips, "It's really like a kitten, you can eat it anywhere."

Yuyao smiled shyly and sucked the tip of her finger that was stained with cream. It was just that, to a man, this kind of casual action was undoubtedly a form of teasing.

Ji Rufeng's smile became even more ambiguous, and he said gently: "Looks like it's very delicious, I want it too."

With that said, he suddenly pulled Yuyao into his embrace, lowered his head and kissed him.

Under the moonlight, the starlight was resplendent. Beside the dim yellow street lamp, the young man and the young girl were kissing inextricably.

Yuyao was almost choked by his kiss, so he reluctantly let go of her.

"You only know how to bully me." Yuyao pouted as she punched him in the chest with her deadly fist.

Ji Rufeng smiled as he grabbed her small hands and placed them on his lips and kissed, "It's getting late, it's time to go home. My mom is used to getting up at night, so I'm worried if I don't see her. "

"Your mother?"

"Yes." Ji Rufeng nodded, "She came to Beijing, but will be back in a few days."

"What kind of person is your mother?" The Yuyao asked curiously. Every time Ji Rufeng brought up his mother, his eyes were especially warm.

"My mother, she's the best woman in the world. She is very beautiful and very gentle. "

Yuyao pouted her lips, she felt that he was hinting at her beauty, was she not beautiful and gentle anymore?!