So it's not cooked by Ji Shaoheng alone.

Ji Jinchuan knows that Ji Shaoheng was deliberately misleading him just now.

He gently kisses her lip corner: "I am not hungry, you sleep, I go to take a bath."

Shen Youran originally wanted to wait for him, but he was afraid that he would say that it would be bad for the child to go to bed late. He responded with a gentle voice and then lay down.

Ji Jinchuan took the robe and went into the bathroom. After more than ten minutes, she was breathing soundly.

He stroked her black hair on the pillow, tucked her in and walked out of the room.

He went downstairs and walked into the living room. Ji Shaoheng was no longer there. The dinner table was almost intact. His eyes were cold, and he turned to the water dispenser.

……

Fang Yaqing, a famous fashion designer, was hired by a company with a high salary. She went to work after the 15th day of the first month.

Ji yangkun seems to be very busy, most of whom are not seen. Xie suling has a card friend to ask her every day. She is not usually at home at noon.

The most leisurely part of JiZhai is Shen Youran and Ji Shaoheng.

Shen Youran comes down from upstairs and sees Ji Shaoheng sitting on the sofa. Dr. Huang is checking his legs.

Dr. Huang pressed the injured part of his leg: "the recovery is good. Apply hot water every night, and then go to the hospital for a comprehensive review in two days."

Housekeeper sees her come down, respectfully call a way: "little madam."

She nodded faintly and glanced at him as she passed by. Ji Shaoheng's left leg trousers were lifted to the knee, and the exposed legs were as pitted as the ground, which looked particularly hideous.

She went to pick up a glass of water, holding the glass to drink. In her ear, the housekeeper was carefully inquiring about the usual precautions, as well as Ji Shaoheng's casual tone. She disliked Dr. Huang's wordiness.

After the explanation, Dr. Huang picked up the medicine box and the housekeeper took him out of the living room.

Ji Shaoheng caught sight of Shen Youran staring at his legs thoughtfully. He slowly put down his pants to cover those ugly scars: "scared?"

Shen Youran wants to ask him about his leg, but he is afraid to mention his sadness, so he doesn't ask.

Ji Shaoheng saw that he wanted to say something but stopped. He said: "want to know how my leg was hurt?"

She looked back on the injury she had just seen. It should have been many years. She didn't want to admit that he saw through his mind at a glance and said, "I don't want to know."

Ji Shaoheng sighed and shook his head: "women, how are they all at heart."

Shen Youran went to sit down with his water cup in his hand. He said softly, "do you know women very well?"

Ji Shaoheng got up and bullied her. He put his hand on the armrest of the sofa and leaned in front of her: "if you want, I can have a deeper understanding."

They were very close to each other. His voice was warm and ambiguous, and his breath penetrated into her skin pores.

Looking at the magnified handsome face in front of him, Shen Youran's back is pasted on the sofa. His nerves are tense. Yu Guang glances at his side, and the servants don't know where to go.

She glared at him angrily. Just about to break out, Ji Shaoheng stretched his arm, took the lighter on the tea table, and slowly returned to the position just now, lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth.

See her look over, Ji Shaoheng raised the lighter in his hand: "I just want to smoke a cigarette, don't be nervous."

She took a heavy breath, black eyes with cool, cold looking at the evil man, raised the hands of the water in the past.

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