Sweetheart, darling, I picked it up

Chapter 13 I said to take good care of her

Ji Yunshen's words made Xia Qiaonian's face turn red.

"What did you say? You said I was ugly?"

The boy nodded, "Did you not be caught when you were born? Did you fall face down on the ground?"

"you……"

Before Xia Qiaonian could speak, Ji Yunshen tugged on his mother's sleeve lightly, "Mom, let's go home soon? Seeing this big sister's big face, I almost vomited in fright."

Xia Meixi suppressed her smile, "Yes, we are going home."

Under Xia Qiaonian's eyes of anger, hatred, annoyance and madness, the three members of Ji's family walked out of the community with the little Youyou in their arms.

When he got home, Ji Heming couldn't help but said: "I used to think that Yun Shen's words were very irritating, but when I heard them today, I felt very relieved."

"He, he has always been unforgiving in his speech."

After they finished speaking, they looked in Ji Yunshen's direction, and saw him sitting on the sofa, holding pomelo in his hands.

"Mom," he asked, "Why did Xiaoyouzi sleep for so long?"

Xia Meixi explained, "So many things have happened recently. Although Youyou is still young and has a half-knowledge about everything, I'm afraid it has been affected."

Ji Heming nodded, "Don't underestimate a one-year-old child, she can feel what the adults are saying."

"Dad," the boy tilted his head, "will this grapefruit really live with us from now on?"

"when……"

Before the word "ran" was uttered, Ji Yunshen interrupted: "Although Dad, your salary is not very high, and our family still has 20 years to pay off the mortgage, but you can't give up halfway because it costs money to raise her."

Ji He Mingkui was not vomited by his son's anger, "I said I would raise Youyou well, so I will do what I say!"

The little boy looked suspicious, "Really?"

"Little Ji Yunshen," the man took a few big steps and walked up to the boy, "Is your father so untrustworthy?"

"Well," Ji Yunshen spread his hands indifferently, "I just asked casually just in case."

Xia Meixi pursed her lips and asked with a smile: "I don't know who said that pomelo is annoying every day?"

"That's right," Ji Heming continued, "Some people just like it if they like it, but they are so awkward."

"What, what do you like?" The boy blushed, "I just sympathized with her, and felt that she was a little pitiful."

"There's no need to sympathize," his mother said deliberately. "I know a friend who has never had children and always said he wanted a daughter. I think they will treat Youyou very well. How about..."

Before she could finish speaking, Ji Yunshen said anxiously: "No! Who knows if they are like Xia Youyou's annoying relatives, saying one thing on the surface and another behind the scenes."

"No."

"I don't care. In short, since I said that I want to take good care of her, I must watch her grow up healthy and healthy with my own eyes."

Completely looking like a little adult, Ji Yunshen hugged Xia Youyou in his arms even tighter, got up, and carried her back to the bedroom.

In the living room, Ji Heming and Xia Meixi looked at each other for a while.

"This brat is clearly nervous and caring about Youyou, but he refuses to admit it."

"Honey, to be honest, it's the first time I've seen Yun Shen care so much about someone."
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In Ji Yunshen's bedroom, Xia Youyou's little head had just rested on the pillow, and she opened her eyes in a daze.

I habitually want to cry, my mouth curled up, tears rolling.

"Are you awake?" the boy leaned closer and asked, "Are you hungry? Want a drink..."

"Brother," there were tears in the corners of her eyes, but the little girl immediately burst into laughter, excited like a little rabbit about to jump up, stretched out her soft hands, and acted like a baby in a childish voice, "Hold, hug, brother hug."

(End of this chapter)