Chapter 218

Ji Zitong stroked her forehead.

"I said Haowen, what's in your mind?"

Xu duo solemnly replied: "sister, I think this is for your sake. After all, when you meet a good man like my brother-in-law, of course, you should take good care of it. You brother me, absolutely stand on your side."

Ji Zitong

"Don't talk nonsense there."

"Sister, if you say so, it can't be you and your brother-in-law. You two haven't shared the same bed yet, have you?"

Ji Zitong has a pink cheek.

Are children so open now?

"What are you talking about? You can read your books. Don't mind your adult's business!" Ji Zitong rebuked.

"Elder sister, I'm 22 years old, and I'm an adult. Don't always treat me as a child!"

Ji Zitong

"Anyway, I won't go back tonight. Have a good dinner instead of just eating junk food."

"I know, I know! Hang up, hang up. "

Wait to hang up the phone, Ji Zitong looks at the phone that has been hung up on his mobile phone, a piece of warmth between eyebrows and eyes.

She also knows that after taking Xu back, she overprotected him.

Because Mu Haowen was only three years old when he was abducted. In Ji Zitong's heart, Xu duo was always regarded as the three-year-old child. He was always worried that he would leave his sight again, and could not see him for many years.

I always feel that I don't protect him well enough.

Just about to turn around, a tall figure suddenly appeared behind her, which scared Ji Zitong.

"Bei... Bei Chen, why are you here? Where's grandma? " Ji Zitong looks anxiously at Yan Beichen's back.

"She's trying on the massage chair. Don't worry!"

"That's good!" Ji Zitong is relieved.

Yan Beichen suddenly put his hands against Ji Zitong's side and put her in his arms.

This is a shopping mall. Although their current position is invisible to Mrs. Yan, if Mrs. Yan gets up, it's easy to find them both. It's not good for her to find them.

She looked anxiously in the direction of old lady Yan.

"What do you do? Let me go. "

"Don't worry, she won't get up without twenty minutes in the massage chair!" Yan Beichen said calmly.

"But people are coming and going in this shopping mall. What if they are recognized?" To be recognized by others will also be poked into Mrs. Yan's ears.

"Just in time, I can also take this opportunity to tell others that you Ji Zitong are my Yan Beichen's woman!"

Ji Zitong

He... Is he kidding?

Ji Zitong quickly slides down against the wall, trying to escape from Yan Beichen's arm.

Who knows, Yan Beichen seems to be able to foresee her action, with her action also bent down.

As the two squatted down, their bodies got closer.

Ji Zitong's shoulders drooped: "Beichen, you promised me before."

Yan Beichen's eyes flashed with a touch of light. He chuckled and pinched her nose.

"On purpose."

Then he drew back his arms.

Season purple pupil relaxed tone of stare him one eye, palm lightly patted to clap chest: "I thought you come really, frighten me a big jump."

"If you don't mind, I can cooperate!"

"No, no, no!" Ji Zitong hurriedly refused.

Yan Beichen a facial expression of hurt, murmur in a low voice: "I am so shameful."

Ji Zitong looks around, no one looks to this side, and kisses Yan Beichen's forehead quickly. Her eyes are bright and her smile is full of: "endure, eh?"

The heat in Yan Beichen's eyes deepened a little.

"Just a kiss on the forehead to get rid of me?"

Ji Zitong

Finished, just that kiss, seem to stir up the beast in his body.

She pointed to Mrs. Yan's direction: "look, grandma is up there."

Yan Beichen's vision didn't move either. He just stares at Ji Zitong, and suddenly pulls Ji Zitong into the fitting room next to him.

Ji Zitong didn't react, so his back was against the door of the fitting room behind him.

Her eyes widened, and she almost screamed.

Before her breath, Yan Beichen bowed his head to kiss her lips and swallowed all her exclamations.

Ji Zitong, who is addicted to Yan Beichen's kiss, thinks that he shouldn't tease Yan Beichen.

When Yan Beichen and Ji Zitong come out of the fitting room, Ji Zitong is still a little dizzy.

Both of them have arranged their clothes, so they can't see anything from their clothes.

When Ji Zitong comes to old lady Yan, old lady Yan looks at Ji Zitong in surprise.

"Ah, Lele, what's wrong with your mouth?"

Ji Zitong didn't react for a moment.

"Ah, what?"

Old lady Yan looks at Ji Zitong worried.

"Your mouth is just fine. Why is it swollen now?"

Ji Zitong

Ji Zitong's face turned red immediately after old lady Yan's words, and he wanted to find a hole in the ground.

Yan Beichen, the perpetrator beside, has an innocent expression, as if she was the only one who did the wrong thing.

That's too much.

"Grandma, what about the massage chair you were sitting in? Is it comfortable? " Ji Zitong quickly changed the topic.

Mrs. Yan shook her head and make complaints about her.

"It's not as good as the one at home. Besides, it's a little hard on the back side. I don't feel comfortable."

Ji Zitong

It's not comfortable. You've been sitting for about ten minutes.

Fortunately, Mrs. Yan's thoughts were shifted.

……

Because when Mrs. Yan was walking around the mall, she smelled the smell of hot pot and wanted to eat it.

Therefore, Ji Zitong bought the hot pot seasoning and hot dishes of various kinds of hot pot. When he returned to Yan's house, he began to make hot pot.

The hotpot is made of mandarin duck.

Ji Zitong specially bought a beef bone. After stewing for two hours, he used the soup as the base of the hot pot.

Hot pot began to eat, Ji Zitong specially put some dishes suitable for old lady Yan to eat in the clear soup.

Of course, Mrs. Yan didn't want to pick up the dishes in the clear soup. Her chopsticks crossed the clear soup and stretched out to the side of the red soup.

Ji Zitong quickly separated Mrs. Yan's chopsticks.

She pointed to the clear soup.

"Grandma, you can't eat red soup. You've been on fire recently. Eating spicy soup will aggravate the fire."

Mrs. Yan was very happy to eat hot pot, but she was told that she couldn't eat hot pot. She was so angry that she put chopsticks on the table.

"If you don't want spicy food, I won't eat it!" Old lady Yan angrily turned her back.

Ji Zitong specially mixed some spicy sauce and put it in front of old lady Yan. Old lady Yan glanced at it, but she was still not willing to turn around.

"Grandma, even if you are angry, it's no use. I won't let you eat the dishes in the red oil soup." Ji Zitong smiles and wants to take away the sauce: "since you don't want to eat it, I'll take it away!"