Baby is too tempting: Uncle, it hurts

"Oh yes, Jifeng, why didn't you see him today?"

Ji Tingyu sat down, lifted Xia seventeen's legs, then opened the medicine box, took out disinfectant and ointment, and treated her swollen ankles.

"He was sent by the old man for a blind date and won't be back until tomorrow."

He said, gently applying ointment to Xia 17 with his slender fingers.

"Hiss --!" Xia Shiqi took a cold breath in pain, and then asked, "blind date?"

"Well, I should have been the object of the blind date, but who let me bring you."

After giving Xia Shiqi the medicine, Ji Tingyu put the medicine box back and lay down on the bed.

"Uncle, do I want to get up early tomorrow and make breakfast for the old man?"

Xia seventeen lay on the pillow, looked at the lazy man lying next to him and asked his advice.

Ji Ting raised his lips, "if you want to enter Ji's house, it's not impossible."

Seeing that he was so rude, Xia seventeen didn't bother to pay attention to him and turned around and changed his posture.

"You don't have to please anyone except me."

Ji Tingyu suddenly opened his mouth, and his tone was always strong.

With that, he got up and went to the bathroom.

After taking a bath, he came out with a white bath towel around his waist. His upper body was red naked. He looked sexy and attractive with a healthy wheat complexion.

After shaking his slightly wet hair, he walked slowly to the bedside and looked at the bulge in the quilt. The people inside were motionless and his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.

Step forward and lift the quilt

The woman on the bed turned over lazily and put one leg on the quilt irregularly.

But in ten minutes, Xia seventeen had fallen asleep.

Looking at the white legs exposed by the people in bed, Ji Ting's Royal eyes were dark, and he only felt a restless rush from his lower body to his brain.

He closed his eyes abruptly, took a deep breath and subdued the impulse in his heart.

He lay on the bed, stretched out his arm and accurately took Xia seventeen into his arms.

The night passed.

When he opened his eyes again, Xia seventeen was stunned for a few seconds before he reflected where he was.

She sat up on her bed, yawned, and the bedroom door was opened from the outside.

"I agreed to make breakfast for the old man, but I slept until nine o'clock, huh?"

Ji Tingyu was wearing a casual suit with his hands in his pants bag, and Xin Chang's body leaned lazily on the door frame.

Xia seventeen frowned at him, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed, "it's still time to do it now."

"But the old man has eaten it."

Xia seventeen: "

"But it doesn't matter." Ji Tingyu joked and raised his lips, triggering an imperceptible smile, "the old man knows you were tired last night, so he won't care."

Xia seventeen picked his eyebrows. "How am I tired?"

"Sleep tired, shout tired."

"Uncle, can you be serious?" When did she shout?

"Yes, you clean up. We should go."

In the hall, old man Ji was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper. His body was very straight. If you don't look at his gray hair and the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, you can't see his actual age at all.

As soon as Xia seventeen came down from upstairs, old man Ji put down his newspaper and asked her with a smile, "how was your rest last night? Don't recognize your bed?"

Xia seventeen was about to answer, but the nearby Ji Tingyu suddenly said, "she didn't recognize the bed and couldn't rest well, so she stayed in bed until now."