Addicted to kissing his wife, Mr. Ji is no longer evil

Ji Nuolin has been cheerful and quirky since he was a child, and everyone thought he would grow up to be a gentle and warm man.

Who would have thought that after entering puberty in his teens, he would speak less and less and his expression became increasingly cold.

His gradually three-dimensional facial features revealed a coolness that was very similar to that of his father.

Zhou Qin observed for a long time and concluded: "It is indeed worthy of being Big Brother's offspring."

During his rebellious period, he seemed to be too lazy to care about anyone, but he was particularly patient with two women, his mother Wen Yan, and his sister Wen Shinian.

This year's winter came especially early. As soon as Ji Hanshi returned home, he saw Ji Nuolin walking in wearing a thin basketball jersey.

"You're wearing so little? Wear more tomorrow."

He frowned in warning.

Ji Nuolin just glanced at him and went straight upstairs.

Ji Hanshi clenched his fists, but fortunately Wen Yan appeared in time and said softly, "I'll ask him to wear more clothes tomorrow."

Ji Nuolin hurried up the stairs, passed by Wen Shinian's bedroom, and heard faint sobbing.

He knocked on the half-open door.

"what happened?"

I leaned my head inside and saw Wen Shinian sitting at the desk, crying over the test paper.

"Everyone can do it, but I can't."

Wen Shinian cried.

At this time, Nian Nian was in elementary school. She had a simple ponytail and a yellow flower hairpin on her head. She had fair skin and looked like a little beauty.

However, the child's academic performance gave Ji Hanshi a headache.

Mathematics was like a mystery to Wen Shinian, which made Ji Hanshi, who scored full marks in science in the college entrance examination, often wonder if he had inherited something wrong.

At this time, Wen Yan always looked guilty, thinking that Nian Nian inherited a lot of good genes, but she just didn't inherit them from the right person.

The old father Ji Hanshi patiently taught Nian Nian several times, but finally gave up decisively in order not to affect his own life.

Looking at his sister who was crying bitterly, Ji Nuolin sat down beside her and picked up a pen to explain to her.

After saying it once, he asked, "Do you understand?"

Wen Shinian had already been lost in thought. After a few seconds, he tilted his head to look at him and uttered, "Ah?"

Looking at her cute look, Ji Nuolin couldn't help laughing.

"Then I'll say it again, and this time you have to pay attention."

"Oh."

Wen Shinian nodded obediently.

Ji Nuolin explained it three times in one breath, and Nian Nian nodded as if she understood it: "I think I understand a little bit."

She yawned, her eyes a little blurry.

Ji Nuolin touched her head and said, "Go to sleep if you are sleepy."

Wen Shinian looked melancholy: "But I haven't finished my homework yet."

"I'll help you write it, go to bed."

Ji Nuolin spoke in a gentle tone.

Wen Shinian lay on the bed happily and fell asleep in less than a minute.

Ten minutes later, Ji Nuolin finished his homework and whispered to Nian Nian: "Good night."

He turned off the lights, closed the door gently and went out.

As soon as I got to the door, I met my old father Ji Hanshi, who frowned and asked, "Are you helping her with her homework again?"

Ji Nuolin shrugged: "With her condition, does it matter whether she does her homework or not? Why let her suffer?"

Ji Hanshi was speechless.

"Okay, stop arguing."

Wen Yan came over with a glass of milk and handed it to Ji Nuolin.

"thanks Mom."

Ji Nuolin took the milk, drank it in one breath, returned the cup to her, and turned back to the house.

Ji Hanshi stared at the empty cup in Wen Yan's hand and asked in a deep voice, "Where's mine?"

Wen Yan said: "You didn't say you wanted to drink."

"He didn't say he wanted to drink, you're biased, aren't you?"

Ji Hanshi sneered.

Wen Yan was speechless and rolled her eyes at him: "Why are you jealous?"

She went downstairs to wash the cups, then went upstairs. Just as she turned the corner, she suddenly felt a pain in her waist and was picked up horizontally by someone.

"What are you doing? You scared me to death!"

Wen Yan put her arms around the man's neck and said coquettishly.

Ji Hanshi had a cold face. He carried her into the master bedroom and kicked the door shut.

He laid her on the bed and leaned over to kiss her.

"What's the hurry?"

Wen Yan asked with a blushing face.

Ji Hanshi's voice was slightly hoarse: "That little bastard Ji Nuolin is a rebellious son. Give me another obedient child."

"Come on, forget it. We are already so old. If we have another child, we will be laughed at!"

Wen Yan was so angry that she slapped him.

Ji Hanshi's slender fingers gently stroked her still beautiful face and curled his lips: "Who dares to laugh? The Yunshuo family already has three children, so we have to work hard too."

When Wen Yan mentioned this, she couldn't help but want to laugh: "I didn't expect Shen Yan to have another boy. She was almost mad. She dreamed of having a daughter."

"Do you want a son or a daughter?"

Ji Hanshi asked in a low voice.

"Well...both my son and my daughter are fine."

Wen Yan fell into Ji Hanshi's trap without any preparation.

As soon as these words came out, Ji Hanshi's mouth curled up with a hint of success: "Okay, I'll satisfy you."

Wen Yan:?

**

Sheng Xingye has been a naughty boy since he was young, and he becomes more and more difficult to discipline as he grows older.

People around him secretly called him the Great Devil.

He is fearless except for one person, his own father Sheng Yanzhou.

On this day, Sheng Xingye got into trouble again. Because of a conflict while playing basketball, he made an appointment to fight with a group of people outside the school. He beat the other party into the hospital and also had a bruise on his face.

Qingyue was angry and distressed, and blamed him for being so impulsive.

"I didn't have any impulse, they deserved it!"

Sheng Xingye sneered coldly.

Qingyue had tears in her eyes: "Then you shouldn't resort to violence, you can tell the teacher!"

Sheng Xingye sneered: "Teacher? Teacher is nothing..."

Halfway through his words, the door opened and Sheng Yanzhou's tall figure appeared at the door.

Sheng Xingye swallowed the rest of his sentence and said in a muffled voice: "It's no use telling the teacher."

"what happened?"

Sheng Yanzhou saw Qingyue’s red eyes and looked coldly at Sheng Xingye.

Sheng Xingye didn't dare to answer.

Qingyue told the story again.

Sheng Yanzhou didn't waste any words and pointed outside the door: "Don't eat dinner, go out and stand."

Sheng Xingye went out without saying a word.

Qingyue wanted to say something, but Shengyanzhou hugged her into his arms, his sharp eyes showing a touch of tenderness: "Don't worry about him, I'm hungry, what are we having for dinner tonight?"

Qingyue had no choice but to swallow her words of plea.

Soon, it was twelve o'clock in the evening.

Qingyue tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

"Yanzhou, let him in. It's so cold, don't let the child get frozen."

She put her arms around Sheng Yanzhou's neck and pleaded for her son in a soft voice.

"It's okay, I won't freeze to death."

Sheng Yanzhou kissed her with a ruthless tone.

After waiting for a while, snowflakes began to fall outside. Qingyue couldn't bear it any longer and ran to the balcony to take a peek.

The next second, there was a blanket on my body.

"It's so cold, aren't you afraid of getting sick?"

Sheng Yanzhou came over at some point, with a reproachful tone in his voice.

Qingyue raised her finger to tell him not to speak, then opened the window and looked downstairs.

I saw Sheng Xingye still standing at the door, like a stone sculpture.

In the darkness, a figure slowly approached him and spoke in a low voice: "Brother, you must be hungry. I'll give you this to eat."

Sheng Pengpeng secretly handed over a steamed bun.

"Take it away, I won't eat it!"

Sheng Xingye snorted coldly.

"Don't pretend. Look how shivering you are. At least eating something can replenish your calories."

Sheng Pengpeng advised.

As he was speaking, Sheng Xingye's stomach made a rumbling sound.

Sheng Pengpeng said, "Eat. Mom and Dad are asleep. They won't know."

Looking at the fragrant steamed buns, Sheng Xingye was a little hesitant.

Just as she was about to reach out to take it, the door suddenly opened. Sheng Pengpeng was so scared that she quickly hid the steamed bun behind her.

"Dad, I just came to see if my brother is still alive."

Sheng Yanzhou's eyes swept across the brother and sister, and finally landed on Sheng Xingye, "Come in."

Sheng Pengpeng was overjoyed and tugged at Sheng Xingye's sleeve.

Sheng Xingye had no expression on his face and walked into the house.

"Peng Peng, go back to sleep."

Sheng Yanzhou turned and said to his daughter.

"Oh."

Sheng Pengpeng glanced at her brother and went upstairs obediently.

Only the father and son were left in the living room, and Sheng Yanzhou's powerful aura enveloped Sheng Xingye.

"Do you know why I punished you?"

His tone was indifferent and oppressive.

Sheng Xingye clenched his fists and said, "They were the ones who cheated first, and they were the ones who started it first. I don't think I did anything wrong."

Sheng Yanzhou's eyes were deep: "I'm not punishing you because of this."

Hearing this, Sheng Xingye looked up at his father in confusion: "Why is that?"

"I'm punishing you because—"

Sheng Yanzhou's brows were stern. "You made your mother cry. She suffered a lot when she gave birth to you and Peng Peng. You shouldn't talk back to her anyway."

Sheng Xingye's unwillingness to accept the defeat disappeared instantly, and he lowered his head and said nothing.

It was quiet for a moment.

Sheng Yanzhou said: "Don't let it happen again, go back to the house."

Sheng Xingye breathed a sigh of relief and quickly went upstairs.

master bedroom.

Qingyue heard Sheng Xingye return to the bedroom through the door and finally felt relieved.

Not long after, Sheng Yanzhou pushed the door open.

"Did you scold him?"

Qingyue asked.

"No."

Sheng Yanzhou carried her to the bed and said gently, "This matter is over, go to sleep."

Qingyue nodded, feeling relieved.

As long as Shengyanzhou takes action, there is nothing that cannot be solved.

Finding a comfortable position in his arms, Qingyue closed her eyes and fell asleep peacefully.