Ji Erye's squeamish bag is super cruel

Chapter 487 I Won't Touch You Again

"Are you hungry? Grandpa asked us to eat."

"Ah."

The little girl responded softly, making Ji Boyan's heart ache.

Sighing, Ji Erye thought to himself, why is the little girl so capable?Make him obsessed, as long as she is happy, she can do anything.

Ji Boyan picked up Wen Ruan and went to the bathroom, wet the towel, wiped her small face and hands, Wen Ruan yawned, her eyes were covered with mist, and wiped her eyes. more and more translucent.

Ji Boyan's throat rolled up and down, and he leaned forward and kissed her small mouth, sighing in his heart: It's not unreasonable for a hero to be sad for a beauty pass, and someone to die in a gentle town.

"Baby, let's go eat, go home and sleep after dinner."

Nodding softly and obediently, Ji Boyan reached out to pick her up and walked downstairs.

As soon as Mr. Wen looked up, he saw Ji Boyan holding her down. Wen Ruan was hanging on Ji Boyan's body like a koala, his eyebrows jumped, and the depression of having his children and grandchildren taken away rose again.

The granddaughter has never been so attached to him, unbalanced, extremely unbalanced in her heart.

Ji Boyan felt a little helpless when he saw old man Wen's face was ugly, but he was very happy, and besides, no one was more important than this little girl.

Carefully put the person on the chair, his gentle eyes became much clearer, and the confusion finally eased a little.

Ji Boyan has been with her for so long and is used to it, but Mr. Wen and Wen Ting don't know that she still has this side.

Wen Ruan blinked his eyes, looked at Old Man Wen who was sitting on the main seat, his voice was soft, with a bit of a nasty voice that had just woken up: "Grandpa."

When Mr. Wen saw his granddaughter like this, the resentment in his heart was relieved a lot: "Well, let's eat."

During the meal, Ji Boyan served people well, as usual, his movements were natural and skillful, without any tweaking, no need to guess, it must be a long-standing habit.

But in Mr. Wen's eyes, it's eye-catching, it's eye-catching.

But his granddaughter likes it, what can he do?
After eating, Ji Boyan left Wen's house with Wen Ruan and returned to the villa.

Just after entering the door, Ji Boyan hugged Wen Ruan from behind, and his voice was as soft as cotton, with layers of sentimentality, and whispered in Wen Ruan's ear: "Welcome home."

Shrinking his neck tenderly and sensitively, he turned to look at Ji Boyan, his eyes were dark and bright, and he could see clusters of flames gathering in Ji Boyan's phoenix eyes.

Wen Ruan spoke quickly, and acted like a spoiled child at Ji Boyan, aggrieved: "I'm sleepy."

Ji Boyan smiled lowly, with lines of laughter forming in his phoenix eyes, he stretched out his hand to hug her, and kissed her ear carefully, his voice was low and seductive, with a hint of teasing: "What are you afraid of? I won't touch you."

I believe you a ghost!
"Coax you to sleep, huh?"

"Ah."

Ji Boyan carried her up the stairs, resigned himself to being a wife slave, and coaxed the person in his arms until she fell asleep.

The curtains were drawn tightly, blocking the sunlight outside the window, making people sleep peacefully.

The two of them woke up naturally after sleeping. The room was a bit dark, with wisps of sunlight coming in through the cracks in the curtains, allowing both of them to see each other's face clearly.

"Baby..."

Ji Boyan's voice was a little hoarse, with the laziness of just waking up, gentle and sexy.

"Second Master..."

The little girl leaned into his arms obediently, and called out to him willingly, Ji Boyan's blood rushed to one place when she heard her soft and soft voice.

(End of this chapter)