Feng Shu was expressionless when he saw this, but he made a promise.

"But as long as you behave well, I can promise you that I will always be your good friend.

If conditions permit, in the next ten years, if you want to listen to stories, I can tell you stories. If you want to eat the food I cook for you, I can also cook it for you. Do you have anything to ask?

I share, and I am willing to listen. If you have something you want to do, you want me to do it with you. As long as there is time, your father has no objection, and I am willing to participate."

Ji Qing's eyes lit up, "Is everything mom said true? Didn't mom lie to me? Does mom want to tell me stories, cook for me, sleep with me, and go see Yuelan flowers with me?"

She shook her head and emphasized once, "You are a good boy, and I am very happy to be your good friend, but there are some things that I can only do with you if conditions permit.

Telling a story is simple, I can tell it to you, or I can record a video for you in advance. If you want to cook, you can do it if you have time. Sleeping is impossible. You are an older child. You have to sleep alone, and you can’t let anyone accompany you.

Neither men nor women can sleep. If we go to Yuelan Star, the journey is far and the time is too long. I need to check the situation.

Also, if you want to do anything and want me to participate, you must first obtain your father's consent before asking me for my opinion."

Although Ji Qing was a little confused, he still understood what she wanted to emphasize, and his little face finally opened up as brightly as a flower.

"Mom, you are so kind. Mom, you are also a good mother!"

As he spoke, he straightened his body and kissed her chin several times.

Jimo's jealousy became more and more intense, but even so, he couldn't help but smile when he saw her clenching her hands into fists with veins popping out. She clearly didn't like such physical contact, but she still accepted the child's kiss with a stiff expression.

Feng Shu obviously didn't expect that the little guy would take advantage of her. Although she could avoid it or push the person away, it was unreasonable to turn her back and be ruthless as soon as she said she wanted to be a good friend.

He is still a child, and children need repeated practice to understand where the boundaries are.

"Ji Qing, let me ask you again, how old are you?"

"Mom, I'm five years old, five years old."

When you relax, you will become more alive.

He is also a child who loves to laugh, just like Feng Shengzhe.

Feng Shu thought of his son, rubbed the little guy's head again, and then pointed to his chin.

"A five-year-old can do a lot of things, but there is one thing he can't do: casually kiss the opposite sex, just like what you did to me just now."

Ji Qing blinked and didn't understand, "Why? If I don't kiss others, can't I just kiss my mother?"

Feng Shu shook his head, "No. As long as it's a girl, you can't kiss her casually, and you can't let her kiss you casually. Because you are already five years old, and you are a big child at the age of five, which is different from the children before the age of three.

."

"All right."

Ji Qing lowered his head, and after a while he quietly leaned close to her ear, "Mom, can I dream that you kiss me and I kiss you too? Xiaoxiao is seven years old, and he still sleeps in the same room with his mother.

And I saw them kissing."

Jimo couldn't help but hit his son, "Xiaoxiao is a robot, it doesn't count."

Although he has always taken care of the children personally, he is indeed lacking in some aspects. For example, he has not specifically emphasized this to his son in the education of kissing and hugging.

Ji Qing pursed his lips and did not refute his father's words.

Feng Shu glanced at the time and said goodbye.

As soon as the little guy heard that she was leaving, he immediately became nervous, hugged her neck with his hands again, and pressed his small body tightly against her, his voice showing panic.

"Mom, where are you going? Are you going to disappear again? Can you take me there? I won't cry. I will eat well. I can bear it when I want to kiss you. You can also bear it if you want to dream. Mom, please don't.

I."

"Ji Qing, when should we meet next? My cooking skills are pretty good, and I just learned how to make pastries, but I don't know what you can and can't eat, so I need to find some ingredients."

Ji Qing said nothing, Jimo wanted to speak but stopped.

She continued, "If you are good today, I will tell you the first story before going to bed at night. Can you do it?"

"Does mom have to go? Mom is also doing work that needs to be kept secret. Just like dad, you can't meet people casually, let alone tell others casually, so can't you have many, many friends? Can mom come home with me?

?”

Feng Shu glanced at Jimo and slowly patted the little guy's shoulder.

"No, I'm different from your father. I have friends. I also have my own things to do, and you can't understand those things yet. When you can understand them, I will tell you if you want to know.

I can't do it now, I need your help now. If you don't let me go, I won't be able to do the things I like to do. Then I will be unhappy. If I'm unhappy, I won't be able to eat. If I don't have enough to eat, I will get sick. If I get sick,

You will feel uncomfortable and want to cry, just like you are now, crying because you feel uncomfortable.

Do you want me to cry too?"

Ji Qing shook his head, tears still falling, "I don't want mom to cry, and I don't want mom to leave. Mom, I'm not crying, I'm not a bad boy, mom, wuwu..."

He wiped away his tears desperately, but Feng Shu did not coax him any more.

Jimo increased the speed of the hovercar more than ten times, and the villa where Junting was located soon arrived.

"We'll see you next time to celebrate and have a good sleep."

As soon as she pointed out, the little guy's head tilted and he fell asleep.

Jimo raised his eyes, his face was as heavy as water, his fingertips were trembling slightly, and he made no unnecessary movements.

"Don't worry, he will wake up in an hour. Contact me then and I will tell him a bedtime story."

Feng Shu nodded to him, opened the car door and jumped out, his figure slowly moving away in the night.

"He Qing, you seem to have posed a difficult problem for me."

Jimo murmured to himself and quickly left with his son.

Jun Lin also had the same idea as him. He watched the head of the Ji family's hover car disappear into the horizon, then stretched out and slowly walked back with his fat son in his arms.

"Feng Shengzhe, why is your mother so out of tune? She has been warned, but she still goes her own way.

Do you think we should run away from home first, is it better to escape? The Ji family is more troublesome than any so-called aristocratic family, and Jimo is more ruthless than any previous head of the Ji family. Why is your mother so blind and deaf?

You want to get close to him? It’s okay if nothing happens, but it’s hard to deal with if something happens. There is too little information, I have to think about it..."

He kept mumbling, his voice getting lower and lower, almost silent.
Chapter completed!