C97 Big Scoundrel

This silly girl was still worried about him. He kissed the corner of her lips, "Idiot, if I can't protect you, I won't brazenly come to you, even if they can't do anything to me, but you, little girl, I won't allow you to retreat, do you understand? We've already wasted five years, and there aren't many years left in life. "It's good that you stay by my side obediently. You don't have to worry about other things as long as I do."

"Yes." She believed what he said.

After taking a bath, he felt refreshed, but her legs were still trembling. She looked at him ruefully. Ji Junyang smiled and said, "Don't look at me like that. Otherwise, I will eat you again."

Qian Xun quickly went to put on his clothes. It seemed that it was getting late outside, so he didn't have much time to chat with him. "What time is it?"

"What's the matter?"

"I'm at work. Do you think I'm like your big boss? No one will tell you even if you sleep until late in the morning."

He walked over and hugged her, "Then you are the Lady Boss, you don't have to work so hard. Just leave the money to me in the future."

At this moment, Qian Xun's expression turned serious, "Jun Yang, I know you can raise a hundred or so of us, but I hope that I can have something I like to do. I really like my current job."

Ji Junyang laughed as he pinched her face, "Look at how nervous you are. As long as you don't leave me and obediently stay by my side, I will support you in whatever you want to do. I just don't want to see you work so hard again.

"Yes." She felt warm inside.

"I'll make breakfast for you. I'll send you to work after you finish eating."

"Alright."

He then dragged his little girl downstairs. Although she was already four years old and his mother, no, five years old, her petite body was still that of a little girl in front of his tall figure.

In the dining room, the roses were still blooming, row after row, growing in vases.

The candlelight dinner from last night had not yet been cleaned up. He rolled up his sleeves and swiftly washed them in the kitchen sink.

She followed him in and asked curiously, "When did you learn to cook?"

"After you left." Qian Xun was slightly surprised, but he didn't seem to care as he continued, "After you leave, I won't have any appetite for food. I just wanted to cook for you, and then I learned to cook for myself and wanted to make dishes that tasted exactly the same as you. "

Qian Xun was slightly shaken. She walked over and hugged his waist. She placed her face on his broad back and said, "I'm sorry."

He turned and cupped her face in his hands. "Idiot, you're not allowed to say sorry again. The one who owes you is me, and the one who should say sorry is me."

"I also forbid you to speak." She covered his mouth with her hand. He didn't owe her anything, she was willing to do anything.

He gave her a deep kiss on the palm of his hand, then took it away. "Well, we won't say anything. We'll make up for those five years."

Breakfast was bountiful, and he made her a cup of hot milk and watched her drink it.

When the white foam touched the corner of her mouth, he couldn't help but go over and lick it.

Qian Xun chuckled as he pushed him, "Ji Junyang, you little dog."

The taste of the milk was really good. Why didn't he feel it before? He had a crush on her, so he grabbed the back of her head and kissed it. He wanted to snatch the taste of the milk from his mouth. He was just calling her a puppy when he bit her.

His kiss caused Qian Xun to gasp for breath. He had pulled over half of his body, leaving only a small portion of his body dangerously hanging on the edge of the chair.

He felt that she was struggling so hard not to fall, so he hugged her, placed her on his lap, and kissed her gently. He then pressed his forehead against hers and said, "What do we do? I want you again."

"But right now, I'm very hungry, so I don't have any strength left." She found an excuse. If she were to fall in love with him again, then she wouldn't have to work today.

"En, then eat more. Eating more will give you strength." Don't be funny.

Qian Xun wasn't an idiot. Even if he didn't understand what he meant, he still jumped down from his lap and sat far away from him with breakfast in his hands. "Stinking hooligan."

No, she wouldn't.

He laughed softly and moved his plate closer to her. He leaned over and whispered into her ear, "You can only feed me after you've eaten. I've been hungry for five years."

Ji Junyang, can you not be so direct when you're speaking? Her cheeks were burning red. Compared to him, he was more thick-skinned. The one who was defeated was always her. Reaching out to hit him, he dodged her attack in a flash.

Qian Xun's face hardened. "Don't dodge. Hold out your hand."

He really did give his hand to her, so she used her two fingers to pinch his arm, and said hatefully, "Let's see if you still dare to bully me."

"Baby, don't wring your hand. Take this." His skin was rough and fleshy, and her strength was only half as strong as her touch, so she handed her a fork.

Qian Xun released his hand and glared at him. "Ji Junyang, I hate you."

He knew she was reluctant to cross him, but she said she hated him? His dangerous eyes slowly narrowed. "You hate me?"

Qian Xun felt that a storm was brewing. He was just about to run, but his legs couldn't keep up. He was caught in the living room and thrown onto the sofa.

He kissed her hard, and at the same time he rubbed his hands over her body, scratching his armpits. Qian Xun couldn't help but giggle, causing her to run in all directions. She could only raise the white flag, "Not bad, not bad, not bad!"

Ji Junyang let go of her hand, but still pressed down on her body in a dangerous manner, "What else?"

"What else?"

"Hmm?" His eyes narrowed again, and he began to move his hands over her body again.

He hadn't even grasped the itchy spot before he felt his body collapse. He quickly realized what was going on. "I like it."

"Like what?"

"I like you!"

"Who likes it?"

"Little girl."

"Who is this girl?"

"Wen QianXun."

"Like who?"

"Wen Qian likes Ji Junyang."

Satisfied, he let go of her and sat there smiling like an old fox.

Sigh, she was still childish even at the age of thirty. If word of this got out, she wouldn't be afraid of being laughed at.

"You're a bad guy." She grabbed a pillow and tossed it to him.

Ji Junyang hugged his pillow until it was full and then threw it to the side. He reached out and grabbed her, "I will only be bad to you."

Thousand Creations' heart immediately softened. He nestled his head in Ye Zichen's chest for a long time, then said, "It's time for me to go to work."

He took her by the hand and escorted her to the Angel Hotel. "I'll pick you up for lunch at noon."

The moment Qian Xun arrived at the office, before he could even take a seat, Gao Hanwen called her over.

"Boss Gao, you're looking for me?"

"It's like this. I was planning to participate in a hotel exchange at Jinjiang for the next few days. I wanted to take a look at the Phoenix Hotel as well. This is one of the best manor hotels in the country. "But my wife is not well right now, she's in the hospital and needs my care, so I'll have to trouble you to make this trip. Do you have a problem with that?"

"No problem, it's just that your wife is fine."

"I don't have any major problems, but I have a lot of minor ailments. The main problem is that I was tired when I was young and fell sick due to it." Gao Hanwen sighed.

"Don't worry, Boss Gao," Thousand Meddling Hands consoled him. "I don't have many minor ailments."

"I hope so. I still want to live with her to 99 years old. I just don't know if I'll get lucky like this." Gao Hanwen chuckled. Whenever his wife was mentioned, his eyes would always be warm and gentle.

"Why not? I'm a hundred years old." Qian Xun smiled.

Gao Hanwen waved his hand. "Alright, alright. Wishing is good. Whether or not we can live to that age depends on the heavens not giving us face."

"Then, if there's nothing else, I'll go and arrange the work at hand."

"Go ahead. I don't need to worry about what you do." This sentence had almost become Gao Hanwen's catchphrase to her.

Being trusted by the boss was a good thing, but the pressure on him wasn't normal either.

At noon, Ji Junyang took her out to find a place to eat, and chose an elegant place. Now that she was in charge of the hotel, she came to another hotel to eat. Haha, Director Gao's words reminded her that he could visit every hotel in the future.

Was this considered stealing a teacher's skills?

"What are you laughing at?" Ji Junyang rubbed his seemingly happy head.

Thus, Qian Xun explained his thoughts.

Ji Junyang was a bit speechless. How could this make her happy like this? He really was a silly girl. "In the future, when I have the chance, I will bring you to a few hotels abroad."

"Sure." He did not want to refuse his good intentions.

He ordered a table of her favorite dishes. In fact, there was nothing to be picky about. In his words, it was too easy to raise. She was a person who was easily satisfied.

Just as she was eating, she became listless. Seeing that she was not in a good state, he would naturally ask, "What's wrong?"

"I'm going on a business trip this afternoon." The time the secretary had given her was too tight. After dinner, she only had enough time to go home and pack some clothes. Right now, she didn't dare to disappear in front of him, so it was better to inform him in advance.

"Where to?" he asked.

"Jinjiang." she answered sullenly.

Ji Junyang laughed, "You can't bear to part with me?"

"Yes." It was only then that she had a sweet day with him. A week to go, and she found herself five years used to life without him, destroyed overnight.

Hearing this, Ji Junyang felt comfortable. He smiled and said, "This isn't easy to deal with. I'll accompany you then."

"But are you convenient?" She knew he also had a lot of work to do in Luo City.

Ji Junyang laughed, "You forgot, I am the boss, I can give orders."

"True." Qian Xun chuckled. A sly look flashed across his face, but it didn't escape Ji Junyang's eyes.

This woman clearly wanted him to accompany her; she wanted him to talk to her. He said so himself, but he said it very happily.

"How about we bring An An along as well?" He had never gotten along with his precious daughter properly before. This girl was still unwilling to introduce him to her family, but he missed her so much. That little thing was a mischievous lord, but it never lacked the protection of an adult, so he didn't even have the chance to appear in front of her.

Now was the right time.