Chief, Love for you is wrong

To Qin Jing's words, Wen Ji left his eyes and sighed a little, "that's different."

Qin Jing said, "what's the difference? You also said that the old man loves Zheng Ningning's grandmother. He can't marry her. Now he wants you to marry her. He wants his unreachable love to continue on you. How can you stop it? He doesn't love you. Grandma!"

Qin Jing said it was a matter of course, and the analysis was very clear. Wen Jili, who was next to him, knocked Qin Jing's head with his Qu finger and asked jokingly, "who said grandpa didn't love grandma?"

Qin Jing rubbed the back of his head, pouted at his dissatisfied lips, and said angrily, "it's what you said. Why knock me! You let me knock back!"

Qin Jing tried to raise her hand and knock Wen Jili's head. He was blocked by his slender arm. The two returned to a tight state. Seeing her angry appearance, Wen Jili's evil taste hooked his lips.

Inexplicably, he just likes to see her begging but not asking expression, especially the impatience to pull out his hair, which makes him look very happy, really like a fried lion!

However, it's not normal now. Wen Jili still straightened his face and sighed slightly.

"Qin Jing, as I said in the car, the late wife and son of the Zheng family are the people grandpa loved in those years. They are not future lovers. Grandma and grandpa belong to the kind of love after marriage."

After a pause, he added with a faint smile, "just like us."

In Qin Jing's frightened heart, the Buddha gave her a very stable pill, which made her suddenly quiet.

He asked, who said grandpa didn't love grandma?

He said that grandpa and grandma belong to the kind of love after marriage.

He took her hand and told her, just like us.

Suddenly, I felt at ease.

The restless hand in his palm also settled down, curled up properly in his palm, and felt the warmth he brought to her.

Once, I went forward bravely alone, and the results were scarred. I thought my life might be like this.

Later, you told me, try to love, don't be afraid, everything has you.

"Wen Jili, you will fall in love like your grandfather falls in love with your grandmother..."

Qin Jing didn't have a chance to ask about the later words, because Wen Shuang rushed up, took her hand, smiled and said, "three sister-in-law, three sister-in-law, you see, it's naive now..."

Looking at Wen Shuang's smiling face, Qin Jing's mood is also cheerful. Wen Shuang has been waiting at the gate. She guessed some of her good intentions through Wen Jili's words.

Wen Lao Zi likes Wen Shuang very much. If Wen Shuang goes in with her, it means that Wen Shuang admits her identity as a sister-in-law. However, he will take into account Wen Shuang's face and won't embarrass her!

Yes, this time is different from last time.

This time, he accompanied her, and Wen Shuang, a lovely and kind-hearted sister-in-law, what else was she afraid of?

The three were in parallel. Before long, they came to the carved wooden door familiar and strange to Qin Jing. Looking at the door full of ancient and simple flavor, Qin Jing was slightly stiff and her heart beat a little faster.

Wen Shuang didn't knock, nor did Wen Jili. They all waited for her to face the old house of Wen family, which was once a nightmare for her.

She slowly breathed in. Wen Jili held her trembling hand, grabbed the doorknob of the gate, and whispered her name, "Qin little rabbit."