Chapter 472

Tao Di and Ji Yao look at each other, and they are speechless.

Ji Xianghong looked at the villain Jing Ji Xiaofan, "can my grandfather hold your hand?"

Ji Xiaofan has his own insistence on his young face and shakes his head, "no, I'm a man. I'll go by myself

So he went into the villa himself.

Tao Di looked at his valiant little figure and muttered to Ji Xianghong, "Dad, don't be so used to him. This little villain deserves to be beaten. He has to be treated one by one all day. Don't pay attention to him. "

But Ji Xianghong laughed, "good boy, this child must make a difference when he grows up. I've been a villain since childhood. I'm really a kid of the Ji family. "

Looking at his father's tolerant and loving smile and loving eyes, Tao Di could only bitterly say, "OK, you don't mind."

Ji Xianghong has already ignored her, and directly caught up with the figure of little grandson and went back to the villa.

Tao didun was in the same place. He tilted his head and looked at Ji Yao who was also in the same place.

Seeing Ji Yao's faint eyes sweeping over, she immediately felt a little embarrassed. Her slender fingers stood up three, her clear and beautiful face showed innocence and helplessness, and she said with a smile, "my husband, my president, I'm wrong, I'm really wrong. I should show him cartoons like crayon Xiaoxin. But I really can't blame him. He doesn't like it. He only likes watching cartoons like Ultraman and Spiderman. Oh, by the way, he also likes to watch game commentaries recently... "

Ji Yao couldn't help rubbing his eyebrows.

Tao Di said more and more vigorously, "husband, you don't know. Sometimes I really feel that I have a little genius. It's really good for my baby. With his iPad in his hand, I couldn't understand some of the game commentary he watched. But when I think about it, it's really hard for him to listen to it. "

With all that said, Ji Yao did not see her headache reaction. On the contrary, his face was full of pride. He talked about the little genius.

He sighed helplessly, hugged her, low way, "the real headache is me."

Tao Di was held in the arms of a man and went to the villa hall. While she was walking, she also opened the fantasy mode, "husband, do you think our baby is more with you or with me?"

Ji Yao hit the nail on the head answer, "IQ with me, chatter with you!"

The pottery flute is gorgeous and beautiful by thunder. Do you want to summarize it so incisive? Is she just a babble in his heart?

At the moment, she wants to ask how big the psychological shadow area is?

Inside the hall, Xiaoya, wearing a light pink sweater, comes down the stairs. When he was young, he wanted to express his enthusiasm.

Ji Xiaofan is with a small hand to block away, very simply refused, "I don't like women to kiss me casually."

Xiaoya was embarrassed and said, "well, Ji Xiaofan, welcome back to the old house. Can I shake my hand with my little aunt? "

Ji Xiaofan some reluctantly stretched out a small hand to shake with her, small mouth inside also muttered a, "your woman is really troublesome."

As soon as Tao Di came in, he heard his son's words. What are you women? How dare she be shot lying down?

Ji Xiaofan finished muttering, and then he came to work on his car.

I know he likes this kind of toys, so every time Ji Xianghong helps him prepare many new toys, racing cars, airplanes and so on.

So, in fact, he likes to go back to his old house.

After Xiaoya saw Tao Di and Ji Yao, a gentle smile appeared on her delicate face, and her voice was like a stream, "brother Yao, sister-in-law, are you back?" Although Ji Xianghong did not disclose her identity to the public in the past three years, she still lives in the Ji family all the time.

Tao Di is used to the existence of Xiaoya. She looks at it. See a pink figure, smile quiet, if not before so many unpleasant things. She thought that she would like such a quiet and beautiful girl.

It's really hard for her to imagine that this girl who looks about her age is actually 34 years old. But God seemed to care for her. Her skin was as white as snow, her eyes were clear and beautiful, and she didn't touch any trace of the years. She looked like that at most.

Ji Yao saw Xiaoya, but also just a light nod is a greeting.

Tao flute face raised a faint smile, "en, back."

Anyway, Xiaoya is also a guest invited back by her father. She has lived in Ji's house for the past three years. She can't be too indifferent to her feelings and reason. This will embarrass her father.

The quiet smile on Xiaoya's small face became more and more beautiful, and she said gallantly, "Uncle Ji told me yesterday that your family will come back today. So I've specially reserved fresh cream strawberries for you. I'll wash them and you'll have a taste later

Pottery flute or light should be, "trouble you."

Xiaoya smile sweet, "sister-in-law, you are too polite."

With that, I was busy washing strawberries in the kitchen.Ji Hong went to the study to talk about work time.

In the past three years, their relationship between father and son has become more and more tacit. Although the communication between the two men is not as delicate and sensational as that between women, there should be some tacit understanding.

Ji Xianghong is like a good teacher and friend. Whenever he has time, he will be concerned about his recent career trends, give him reasonable suggestions, and pass on some of his work experience. All these experiences were learned from his own experience in the shopping mall, and Ji Yao was very helpful.

Therefore, as long as they go back to their old house, they can often spend three or two hours chatting in their study. Sometimes we chat until lunch time in the morning and continue to talk after lunch.

In the hall downstairs, Tao Di is watching TV alone. Although she would like to run to play with the doll, she is often the one who is disliked.

She can only watch TV by herself, read newspapers or magazines. Anyway, it's the weekend.

Xiaoya washed a tray of strawberries and put them in front of the ocarina, "sister-in-law, try it. It's really sweet. This strawberry is a new variety

Some perfunctory taste of the pottery flute, it is really sweet. It would be better if it wasn't Xiaoxi. It is probably that she has been treated by Xiaoya Yin many times before, which directly leads to that she can't like Xiaoya now. Even sitting face to face with her, she felt uncomfortable.

Xiaoya has been very attentive to her in the past three years. Every time she goes back to her old house, Xiao Ya smiles like a flower, and she is as attentive as her first love.

But she just can't like it, subconsciously to her some resistance.