Bei Mingyechen didn't want to make her more sad, so he held her hand and said, "I have been practicing this cake for a long time. You are honored to try it."
“Can Zhu Gong’s craftsmanship be eaten?”
Ji Anan smiled and tried to pull away his hand calmly.
"What are you afraid of? You are divorced from my brother now...can't I hold your hand?"
Beiming Shaoxi was sitting on the sofa, staring at her with his blue eyes, like a gloomy wolf.
After not seeing each other for a few days, he had a few new injuries...
**oss goes to the gym to fight when he's in a bad mood. He won't sleep or eat until he's so bruised that even a tough guy can't stand it.
Ji An'an took a peek and saw that Beiming Shaoxi was dressed formally, and his unruly beard was trimmed and clean. He was not as embarrassed as he was that night, but he couldn't hide the desolation in his bones.
…
The TV was showing a hilarious scene from the weekend half a month ago.
The old man cheated after losing at chess. He and Bei Mingyechen each had a flower tied on their head, while Ji Anan, who had lost, had two mustaches on his lips.
Beiming Shaoxi taught Ji Anan how to play chess from time to time, and helped him deal with the aftermath when she lost.
Shaoxi, go away, go away... don't hold your wife all day long, look at you, you are paralyzed like a cushion!
Wherever Ji Anan went, Beiming Shaoxi would hug him and sit there.
He is happy to be her human couch, and he has all kinds of skills to attack her...
From time to time, I would peel a piece of fruit for her and feed her, wipe her with a towel, and relax her shoulders.
The old man is quite dissatisfied with this. I have loved you for more than 20 years in vain, but I have never seen you being so filial to me!
…
Ji Anan sat awkwardly on the sofa, watching frame by frame.
Suddenly I discovered that every weekend family gathering is filled with laughter and laughter.
The Castlevania she had always wanted to escape from was the warm home she sought. They had long regarded her as family!
All three men pampered her in different ways. Why did she turn a blind eye and turn a blind eye?
"Where's grandpa?" Ji Anan asked with red eyes. Before leaving, she regretted not being able to see the old man.
"He is still receiving treatment abroad and his condition is stable." Bei Mingyechen smiled, "If he were here, do you think this marriage can be divorced easily?"
Master Beiming promised that he would not let her go at all, and would do anything to keep her.
Ji Anan sniffed, and the third young master handed over a tissue: "You can't bear it, just stay?"
Ji Anan shook her head helplessly, she couldn't stay...
Why do people always realize how valuable that warmth is until they lose it?
She really regrets that she was so willful that she only had her own world!
"Then come and play anytime." Beiming Yechen turned away, his eyes red.
"Miss Ji, each of these flowers was made for you personally by the young master." Weir reminded.
Ji Anan was surprised when she discovered that the rose the servant gave her was a kind of immortal flower made of silk with a special texture.
If you look closely, you will see that they are not exquisitely made, but they are layered and clustered together, but they are extremely beautiful.
Weir handed her a ribbon and tied the flowers into a bunch: "Take it with you when you leave. The young master made it for three nights and worked very hard."
Beiming Shaoxi's injured finger was wrapped with a bandage, holding a square wine glass and shaking the ice cubes in the vodka.
He didn't know how much wine he had drunk, his lips were scarlet, and the dark demonic nature in his eyes was gradually revealed...
Looking at her crazily, gazing at her, carving her face...