C96 My little sweetheart

After the candlelight dinner, he would not let go of her, as if she would disappear if he let go.

However, Qian Xun was alarmed. He suddenly jumped up from his embrace. "I have to go and fetch An'an."

An'an was still in Zhou Dai's health care gym, and it was too late to congratulate him on his opening day.

Ji Junyang pulled her back, "Don't worry, I have already arranged everything. I will send a message to your friend Hai Yu using your phone and she has already brought An An home. In addition, I have sent a suitable gift in your name to your friend's martial arts health centre. Little girl, accompany me tonight, okay? "

Qian Xun's heart softened as he involuntarily nodded his head. "Then can I give my family a call?"

She was a well-behaved girl. Whether she returned home late or not, there would be reports of her return. Although she was already an adult, she did not want her parents to worry too much.

Ji Junyang returned her phone to her and gave his a call from his home. The call was answered by Mother Wen, who made up a reason that it would be inconvenient for her to return home after working overtime. Mother Wen didn't think too much about it.

Ji Junyang bit her ear, "When you introduce me to your family, you can't possibly hide my daughter's father forever, right?"

She had never thought about this question before. Everything that had happened today had happened too suddenly, and even now, she still felt like she was dreaming.

"If you appear in my house like this, won't you scare my parents enough? I have never told them about the things that happened in the past. Until now, my dad still doesn't know the real reason behind his car accident and his crippled leg. Ji Junyang, give me some time, okay? "

"Alright." He did not want to force her as there were too many people who had already forced her to do so. He only wanted to pamper her, pamper her little girl, and that little girl.

He could not help but laugh when he thought of the first time she had seen him say how beautiful you were.

"What are you laughing at?"

He kissed her hair. "You brought it up well, girl, thank you."

"You should thank my parents even more. They paid more for An An than I did. Ji Junyang, you must treat my parents well in the future. " Qian Xun raised his head to look at him seriously as he spoke.

"Yes, I will follow you in filial piety in the future."

Thousand Creations slowly pulled himself back into his embrace, quietly leaning against him. Regarding the matter between him and Xiao Yannan, she actually wanted to ask, if he left now, would there be a lot of trouble, could he handle it?

She was afraid that she would become a burden to him.

It was just that she didn't want the unhappy topic to break the current warmth and tranquility so quickly, so she could be in love with him for a while longer. He had done this for her, and in the days to come, he would not allow her to back down.

As she thought this, she slowly fell asleep in his arms, breathing lightly. He could not help but laugh. It must be because he had been crying so hard for so long. He was truly tired.

He carried her up to the bedroom on the third floor, taking her step by step, placing her in the middle of the bed, so as not to wake her, but to take off her coat and pants, and then lay down beside her, running his fingers slowly over her forehead, her eyebrows, her eyes, her nose, her mouth, the invisible face of five years ago, and at this moment he was finally able to see enough.

Back then, she even tricked him into saying that she was a dinosaur. She obviously wasn't bad looking. He was really infatuated with this face. He lightly kissed the corner of her lips, then pulled her into his embrace. "Sleep, my little girl."

She did not know the shock and trembling in his heart when he first heard what she had gone through. Fortunately, she was safe and sound.

He was a light sleeper, but he slept deeply.

Qian Xun was someone who was used to waking up early. When he woke up, the sky was already bright. He felt a steaming heat around his neck as his body was chained to his chest and his feet were pressed against the ground.

She reached out and touched his face. He was a handsome man, and she couldn't help but kiss him, then give him a light peck on the lips. He slept like an unsuspecting child.

She scratched his nose with the ends of her hair. Five years ago she liked to use the ends of her hair to tickle his nose, when he couldn't see her, and often couldn't catch her in trouble.

But this time she wasn't so lucky.

With a twist of the world, he pressed her down.

"Pretend to sleep."

"Even if he didn't wake up, you woke him up." He lowered his head and gave her a morning kiss, sweet and full of happiness.

He had forced her to do it twice, and each time she had resisted with all her might, and this time she had finally answered him, proactively and enthusiastically. He would not allow her to bear the pressure alone, nor would he allow her to shrink back. But she could hide behind him, and he would shield her from the wind and the rain.

"Little girl …" He rustled her name.

His kiss was truly poisonous, causing her to become infatuated.

His little girl, after five years, gave birth to a daughter for him, but she is still as delicate as a flower." "Ji Junyang …" Her eyes were misty, and she was drunk. She looked really charming, especially when she called out his name. She sounded like a long, thin string of a zither.

Ji Junyang heard the sound of his throat rolling.

He wanted her to have her body covered in markings so that he could warn those men who coveted her. Wen QianXun was the little girl that he, Ji Junyang, doted on.

Qian Xun could feel his gentleness and domineering attitude.

"Little girl." He whispered her name. Ji Junyang, could you stop tormenting her? He clearly knew that she had no ability to resist him, and every time, she would surrender.

"Oh, Ji Junyang, you bullied me." How could a girl with such a thin skin be as shameless as him?

"Mm, I'll bully you for the rest of my life, okay?"

"Alright."

"Then do you want me to?"

"Yes."

"How long will it take?"

"Can I live this life?" Can't she be a little greedy?

"That's great." As if he had received the promise of her life, he held her hand, intertwined his fingers, and pressed his palm against hers. That ancient vow, that he would stay together with his son forever, was what he was thinking at the moment.

She said she was dreaming, and he thought she was.

He would let this dream continue on and on, and no one could destroy it.

"Ji Junyang, you're so heavy." Their heartbeats were almost similar, so close together that it was as if they were two babies, making it difficult for her to even move.

Ji Junyang wanted nothing more than to tear her to shreds and possess her at the bottom of his heart. However, when he looked at her red face, he couldn't bear to see her in such a state. Thus, he slightly arched his back.

"Ji Junyang." She was as soft as silk, his eyes half closed.

"What else?" He wanted to hear the nickname that had once irritated him.

"Monarch."

Yes, that's it. When she first called him that, how unhappy was he? He was a man, how could he have such a woman's name? If others heard it, they would laugh at him. When she called him that, he had goosebumps all over the place. He protested to her, but how presumptuous of her. After she got to know him well, she would call him the Jun every day, no matter how smelly his face was. But then, slowly, he fell in love with her.

"Call me again, will you?"

"Monarch …"

After eating it in his stomach, she would no longer be able to run, and no one would be able to force her away from him.

His little girl was too thin. Five years ago, there was still some flesh on her waist, but this time, his big hand gently caressed her soft and silky body until he could touch her bones. He was afraid that he would crush her too heavily. Other women were fat and thin and had nothing to do with him, but he liked his woman to be plump and comfortable in his arms.

She was not a diet-dieter. Five years ago, she had said that it would be better to let her kill herself than to diet and sacrifice her stomach. If there was a lack of food in her life, it would be a lot less fun.

Five years later he had followed him in secret and seen her eating merrily, with her friends, with whom she had no image.

The good food made her eyebrows curl up in delight, like a little mouse who had stolen food.

"Are you tired?"

"Yes."

"I'll take you for a bath." Then he got up and went to get the water, and she saw him behind her, testing the temperature in the bath, and then he came back and carried her in, and he squeezed in with her.

He rubs her back and washes her body carefully, and she leans against him like a lazy kitten.

"Ji Junyang, are they going to cause trouble for you?"