Wen Jian was stunned for a moment, then raised her little face and asked innocently: "Mother, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Wen Zhigu's face turned even redder, but he pretended to be calm and shook his head and said, "It's okay."
It was cold outside, so Wen Zhigu didn't let the little guy stay outside for too long, so he let Wen Jian go in first.
After closing the door, Wen Zhigu did not go over to disturb the father and son's conversation. Instead, he went back to Ji Xubai's bedroom to help him pack his things. When he came out, he saw Wen Jian having a particularly difficult time making a decision. Wen Zhigu couldn't help but Somewhat stunned, "What's wrong, little Jane?"
Ji Xubai looked over with a faint smile and said to her, "Is our son thinking about a major event in his life?"
Wen knows the reason but does not know the reason.
"Didn't Zhigong promise me that he would accompany me out of the city to enjoy the snow tomorrow? Little Jane is now thinking about whether he should go out with his parents tomorrow or go to Shenghe Palace to see his young sister."
Hearing this, Wen Zhigu was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing.
Probably he never expected that the little guy was struggling with this.
But when Wen Jian saw that his father and mother were making fun of him, he was very unconvinced, "Dad and mother, these two things are very important."
"It is very important." Ji Xubai tapped the armrest with his slender fingertips, smiling casually and comfortably, "Then have you thought about it?"
After Wen Jian thought carefully, she told the two adults very seriously: "I want to see sister Qingzhi."
This answer was not what Wen Jian had expected. After all, his father and mother could see him all day long, but his sister Qingzhi was not. In addition, Wen Jian was talking about her sister Qingzhi very much these days, so it was hard to wait for him. Now that I'm on vacation, my focus is naturally on my young sister.
But after Ji Xubai heard the little guy's answer, he softly "tsk" and said slowly: "When you have a young sister, you will forget about the kiss between father and mother."
When Wen Jian heard this, she felt a little ashamed and didn't know how to defend or refute. She said anxiously: "That's not the case!"
Ji Xubai stopped teasing the little guy. He just smiled and nodded and said yes. Then he looked at Wen Zhiru with a look of expectation: "Zhirou, would you like to stay for dinner?"
Wen Zhigu refused him decisively: "No, I have already bought the ingredients."
Ji Xubai couldn't help but feel a little disappointed after hearing this.
But Wen Zhigu didn't care about him, and whether she bought the ingredients or not, she wouldn't stay tonight.
Probably flustered, probably scared.
She was afraid that the two of them would get closer and closer, and one day the distance would become so close that she could no longer resist...
At that time, what will Wen Zhigu do...
Can she really remain so hard-hearted...
At that time, Wen Zhigu had already vaguely felt that he was becoming less and less capable...
I can't resist Ji Xubai anymore...
What's even more frightening is that this has nothing to do with sympathy, and it has nothing to do with Ji Xubai, it's herself, and it's Wen Zhigu who wants to sink into it.
In the long night, Wen Zhigu thought about the scene of the two people kissing each other in the palace...
She had to admit she had feelings.
It's that kind of... blushing and heart-pounding feeling.
yes…
Like the feeling.
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Su Mansion.
In the past two days, the atmosphere in Su Mansion has been very lifeless, especially every time King Su comes back, Su Huang's cold and cruel aura makes the people below him more and more trembling, not daring to mess around, let alone talk nonsense.