Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 1002 Guardian Angel: Tenderness and Solitude 12
He lowered his eyes and listened quietly, his skin was slightly pale, his black hair was broken, his facial features were exquisite, his nose bridge was straight, his lips were thin, his side face was extremely clean and smooth, and his light brown eyes always looked gentle and calm.

Then politely and distantly refuse.

The girl nodded disappointedly.

He suddenly raised his head, saw Qin Ting'an, smiled, and walked towards her: "Ting'an."

Qin Tingan stood there: "Are you busy today?"

Ji Yanli said it was okay, someone came quickly on a shared bicycle, he reached out and grabbed her wrist, and pulled her back: "Be careful."

Fingertip temperature is warm.

Qin Ting'an staggered a bit, and put his shoulder against his shoulder, getting used to this temperature.

The girl who struck up a conversation over there looked at them and thought that they had a partner.

Ji Yanli took human form a year ago, but there are restrictions, he can't leave Qin Ting'an too far, otherwise he will disappear.

And he's still a black man.

Fortunately, at that time, Ji Yanli already knew the human world very well, took some measures to get the certificate, and then considered the issue of making a living, after all, he had to raise children.

In the end I chose painting.

This is not difficult for Ji Yanli.

His painting style comes from hundreds of billions of light years ago. His painting style is quiet and powerful, and he has a small audience. He has regular fans on the Internet and has also accepted manuscripts in this area one after another. He is fairly well-known in the industry and can make a living.

He rented a house near Jiangbei University, which was close to Qin Ting'an, so it was convenient to take care of him, and then he saved money.

When Qin Ting'an graduated from university, he would be able to buy a suite for his children.

Still want to have my own home.

Ji Yanli led Qin Ting'an to walk on the side of the road, the two were side by side, Qin Ting'an walked on the inside, he turned his head and asked her about her school affairs, his voice was slow.

The sun shone down from high in the sky, and his profile was shrouded in the twilight, giving him a somewhat illusory blur.

Qin Ting'an squinted his eyes, and couldn't see clearly, so he took his fingers and felt the real temperature before answering: "There are a lot of things on my back, nothing else."

"Tell me something." Ji Yanli nodded, and took her into the supermarket to buy some daily necessities and vegetables.

He pays attention to balanced nutrition, everything is organized, and he is never in a hurry.

It is more accurate and easier to use than a computer.

In the huge supermarket, Ji Yanli was pushing a shopping cart with one hand. He was tall, long-legged, and handsome. Qin Ting'an was picking and choosing in front of him, watching carefully, with his long black hair hanging behind him.

"Ji Yanli, salad dressing or ketchup?"

Ji Yanli glanced at it and put it back: "There are too many additives, I'll make it for you when I go back."

"Ok."

There was a child next to him, clamoring to sit in the shopping cart, but the parents had no choice but to let him come up.

When Ji Yanli saw it, he smiled lazily, bent his slender joints and lightly tapped the railing of the cart: "Listen, come up."

Qin Ting'an: "..."

"I'm not a child."

"I grew up."

She looked at Ji Yanli and said, slim.

Ji Yanli raised his hand and rubbed her head. He messed up her hair and felt uncomfortable, so he fixed it for her again, tucked the hair behind her ear, and said along with her: "Well, I've grown up. So the older child Remember to drink a glass of milk tonight."

The evening breeze is cool, and a light is on in the residential building. It is just an ordinary day in a trivial day.

Later, after the exam and the winter vacation, Qin Ting'an returned to Yuncheng.

That year, there was a blizzard in Yuncheng, the biggest snowfall in recent years, and it was freezing cold.

Qin Ting'an knocked on the door with nutritional supplements in both hands.

(End of this chapter)