Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1602 You Are My Faith (14)

The boy who was quietly buried in the baby's arms, his eyelids were downcast, motionless.

Immersed in my own world as if I didn't hear it at all.

Until he felt another knock on the head, he hummed in a subtle way.

Biting her lip, she rubbed herself quietly like an aggrieved soft bun who dared not get angry.

A little want to cry, but still bear it.

Biting her lip obediently, she whispered.

"I like...dolls."

Especially, I like it very much.

He spoke very seriously, every word seriously.

Ji Chuchu patted his little head pityingly.

"nice! You love it."

"As long as you like, mom can buy you anything."

The little boy didn't speak.

Finally, there was some reaction, but it disappeared soon.

Holding his angel doll tightly, as if afraid that his doll would disappear.

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Ji Chuchu retreated from the room and turned off the light.

The villa was brightly lit, she went downstairs and answered the phone.

When the person on the phone was talking, her expression was a little indifferent.

Even, impatient.

"We're divorced, what else do you want to say?"

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"So? Having said so much, don't you just want Xiao Che?"

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"Let me tell you, he's mine, so there's nothing to talk about."

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"You dare! If you dare to snatch him away, I will fight with you!"

Ji Chuchu didn't have the patience to continue listening. After putting down the harsh words, he hung up the phone and turned off the phone.

She didn't know what the other party said, but she looked very angry.

He slammed the phone down on the sofa, as if he was in a panic.

The servant who was cleaning at the side was startled and dared not move.

I saw Ji Chuchu clenched her fists tightly, her face darkened.

Standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, I didn't say a word, and I didn't know what I was thinking.

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After turning off the lights in the room, the boy who was supposed to be lying obediently on the bed got up again at some point.

With short arms and short legs, he crawled to the bed and turned on the night light.

This place in the room suddenly lit up.

It illuminates the angel doll lying quietly on the bed.

The boy hugged the doll, gently flapped his eyelashes, and pecked at its face.

In the next second, as if a switch had been turned on, the familiar force of the beating hit his forehead.

Not heavy, but still a bit painful.

In the silent room, the girl's ferocious voice sounded again, pretending to be ferocious.

"If you don't sleep well, what do you want to do?"

The boy was wearing loose milky white pajamas, and his soft, broken hair was a little messy.

The big, clear and clean eyes stared at her without blinking, and bent.

Even if he was beaten, he opened his arms stupidly like a fool who couldn't feel the pain.

Want her to hug.

"Cesia...Cesia..."

He called her name over and over again, as if in a daze.

The beautiful girl with wings, like an elf among the trees, is light and delicate in mid-air.

The silly boy opened his arms, with a stupid hair standing on his head, he was stupid and wanted to reach her.

After finally reaching it, he grinned as if he had gotten candy.

He hugged her softly, rubbing against her.

Without mentioning it, he said: "Chesia...Chesia..."

Angel Cecia poked his little head, expressing curiosity about what was in his head.

She couldn't help but wonder, could losing her memory really turn a deep-minded god into such a stupid idiot?
(End of this chapter)