I'm afraid only such a small person can ask such a question.
How could such an inspiring old lady turn into a fool in the eyes of this little one?
Why not go to the store and buy one? That’s not the point at all!!
Jun Yucheng murmured in his heart, but faced the young master's confused and serious eyes, he didn't know how to answer.
Because such a question "hurt his self-esteem", in the end, he just growled at the young master: "How do I know why she didn't go to the store to buy it!"
When he got off the bed, there was a hint of warning in his sharp and dangerous black eyes, and he said to him: "Be honest and let me sleep. If you are not asleep when I finish my work and come out, look."
How can I fix you!"
After saying these intimidating words, he turned around and pressed the button of the study door next to him. After the study door opened, he walked in.
From an angle that the young master couldn't see, the corners of his lips curved slightly.
Why not go to the store and buy one? It’s really a difficult question.
With a deep smile in his eyes, he sat down at his desk, opened the computer, and finished some unfinished company matters.
"What a murderer!"
The little guy lay on the bed, pursed his lips, and muttered softly.
He just didn't know why the old woman didn't buy a needle and insisted on grinding it herself?
How hard it is to grind such a thick piece of iron into a needle.
He also feels sorry for that old woman, that stinky villain, why do you want to be so cruel to her?
If it were Ji Ran, he would definitely answer him.
Alas, I still miss his gentle and kind-hearted Ji Ran.
He sighed inwardly and lay on the bed. He had been struggling with the problem of the old woman not buying needles but grinding them. Finally, he couldn't help but be disturbed by sleepiness. He blinked his eyelids a few times and fell asleep.
When Jun Yucheng came out of the study room after finishing his work in the company, his eyes subconsciously glanced in the direction of the bed. There was already a whirring sound coming from somewhere on the bed.
Smiling lightly, he walked towards the bed, squeezed his sore shoulders, lifted the quilt, and lay down next to the little guy.
Growing up, he had never been used to having another person next to his bed. Until he married Ji Ran, it seemed that sleeping with her in his arms every day made him feel at ease and satisfied.
But he only held her for three months before driving her away.
From then on, there were all kinds of women on his bed. He could have physical contact with any woman, and his body could be dirty, but he never allowed any woman to stay overnight in his bed.
It seemed that deep down in his heart, his other half's bed, just like his other half, could only lie on one woman, and that woman was someone he had not been willing or dared to mention in the past six years.
He thought of Ji Ran and the woman who had confused him several times. Even at this moment, he didn't know how to explain his actions during this time or even these years.
Ah Cheng, do you love me??
He remembered the question Ji Ran asked him one day while joking with him six years ago when he was not married yet.
like??
Did he love her?
He doesn’t know!!
Can his actions over the years be explained by the fact that he has always been in love with Ji Ran?