Baby is too tempting: Uncle, it hurts

A bed?

Xia seventeen felt funny. When did her abstinence uncle learn to say such explicit words?

"OK." She turned back and looked at the sight of Ji Tingyu, "how do you spell it?"

Ji Tingyu tightened his hands and firmly imprisoned her in his arms. When he was about to speak, Xia seventeen's mobile phone rang.

"I'll answer the phone first."

Xia seventeen said, felt out his cell phone from his trouser pocket, looked at the caller ID and answered the phone.

"Hey, old Xia."

I don't know what Xia Yanbin told me. She said hello and hung up.

"What's the matter?"

Ji Tingyu let go of her, leaned against the wall, and recovered his indifference.

Xia seventeen put away his mobile phone: "Lao Xia said he had something to go out. Let me go to the casino to see the game for a while."

Ji Ting Yu said, "I'll send you."

He went upstairs and took his coat. Ji Tingyu took the car from the garage and personally sent Xia seventeen back to the Beiwan casino.

After the two separated, Ji Tingyu didn't go home immediately, but went to Ji's old house.

At this time, the old man practiced calligraphy in the upstairs study, accompanied by Ji Yinlan, and praised him from time to time.

Downstairs in the hall, Ji Jincheng sat on the sofa drinking tea, and the servant carefully made tea for him.

He is the old man's brother and has always been dignified, so no one dares to neglect him.

Ji Lang sat and chatted with him, always following his topic. In this way, they talked very well.

Ji Jincheng asks Ji Lang about Xia seventeen. Ji Lang says he hasn't met Xia seventeen recently and doesn't know her situation at school.

Ji Jincheng reminded him from the side that when it's time to fight, we should fight. We can't just tolerate it.

When Ji Tingyu walked into the hall, they were talking, and the loud and clear voices echoed in the big hall.

"The thunder is coming."

When Ji Jincheng saw Ji Tingyu, he smiled and beckoned him to take a seat.

"Cousin."

Ji Lang politely stood up and offered his seat to him, but Ji Tingyu just glanced at him coldly and sat on the other side of the sofa.

Ji Lang covered his embarrassment with a smile, then sat down again and drank a cup of tea.

Intentionally or unintentionally, he cast his eyes on Ji Tingyu and quietly observed his expression.

As soon as Ji Tingyu sat down, he came straight to the point: "uncle, I respect you as an elder, so I can sit here and talk to you calmly. That's the same sentence. I don't want anyone to interfere in my affairs and intervene in my life. If you think the eldest lady of the Du family can get into your eyes, please ask you to give the dowry to the Du family and let your own grandchildren marry her home."

His words didn't irritate Ji Jincheng, but still made him a little embarrassed. He suddenly sank his face and said, "I do everything for you and for the sake of Ji family. You can't accept my opinion, but you can't attack me in life. You know I don't have a grandson and still say such words. You boy, you're deliberately embarrassing me, don't you?"

"Uncle, you're wrong." Ji Tingyu gently picked up his sword eyebrow: "if I remember correctly, your second daughter gave birth to a son, that is to say, you have a grandson."

Ji Jincheng choked and couldn't speak. He did have a grandson, but he was a grandson.

For people of their time, a married daughter is equal to pouring water. This daughter has become an outsider, and her son is naturally an outsider.

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