Mr. Li, your daughter calls someone else dad again

This is not an ordinary key. Ni Jia knows that he can't bear to give it up, but he can't refuse it either.

Li Yucheng's kiss was as domineering as last time. She was pushed against the windowsill with half of her body leaning out of the window.

She wanted to see Li Yucheng's face, but unfortunately the sunlight was too glaring and even with her eyes closed she could only see red light.

The kiss lasted for a long time, until the last bit of oxygen in the mouth was plundered, and Li Yucheng stopped.

Ni Jia grabbed her collar, hid in front of Li Yucheng's chest, and tried her best to calm her breathing. She wanted to watch just now, but now she didn't dare to watch.

The other person rubbed her temples tenderly, and said with a somewhat aggrieved tone: "Are you going to take him to Christmas?"

"It's always been like this before." Ni Jia whispered, "He'll come over when he's not on duty."

Li Yucheng was silent for a while: "I have never experienced this kind of festival."

After a while, he emphasized: "And it's the first time."

It seemed that the way was figured out. Li Yucheng began to show weakness and attack her soft heart. Ni Jia pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Just the four of us, okay?"

"They all agreed," Ni Jia said, a little embarrassed, "and Chen Mi and Gao Xin."

It was just a Christmas party, but it turned out to be nothing special. Maybe it has always been like this in Switzerland. Li Yucheng felt a little disappointed, so he hugged the person and stopped talking.

"The Christmas tree will be here tomorrow." Ni Jia tried to comfort her: "This is the part my daughter is looking forward to the most. You can decorate it with her."

"Okay." Li Yucheng rubbed the back of her head. Although she never said it, Ni Jia liked this action very much.

Because this action is unconscious, I like it more than hugging.

"Has he ever eaten the cookies you baked?" The warmth faded away so quickly. Ni Jia bit his lower lip and said nothing, burying his head and pretending to be dead.

This is nonsense. She would bake some gingerbread men every Christmas, and since Cheng Wenbo was here, he would naturally eat them.

"Roasted chicken?" Li Yucheng sighed, and then said in a sour tone: "Give it to me."

"No!" Ni Jia tried to push away, trying to hold back her laughter, but Li Yucheng hugged her even tighter. He bent down and carried her to sit on the windowsill.

This is the second floor. Although it is not very high, Ni Jia looked down and still hugged Li Yucheng's neck tightly in fear.

"Put me down."

"Do you want to make up for it?" Li Yucheng had a smile on his face, looking a bit ruffian, which made Ni Jia's heart beat fast.

Ni Jia's hand felt a little itchy due to the prickly hair. She suddenly had an idea. She moved her hand to the side and grabbed Li Yucheng's ear, pulling it lightly as if to provoke him.

"No." She raised her chin slightly: "It can't be repaired."

Li Yucheng raised his eyebrows as he felt a heat on his ear. He was very surprised that the other party would do this. This kind of Ni Jia made him break away from his impression and seemed more vivid.

"You pulled my ears."

Ni Jia folded the ears in his hands together and squeezed them like a scallop. "How is it?"

"It can't be anything." Li Yucheng moved closer to her waist, smiled and said softly, "Like a sister."

"Please distinguish the primary from the secondary," Ni Jia snorted, "She is my daughter!"

"Very cute." Li Yucheng's eyes slid down and landed on her lips again, his expression began to become meaningful: "Who gave birth to you?"

Ni Jia's face gradually became hot due to the hot breath from Li Yucheng. She pursed her lips and stopped talking.

Li Yucheng teased her intentionally, rubbing his nose against hers: "Hmm?"

"I don't know which bastard gave birth to this child." As soon as Ni Jia finished speaking, he was kissed again.

The kiss lasted for a long time and was finally interrupted by a ringing sound. Li Yucheng carried her down from the windowsill with one hand and answered the phone.

Ni Jia's lips were kissed red, and her brain was confused from lack of oxygen. She pushed Li Yucheng away, picked up the rag and quickly left the bedroom.

Li Yucheng stared at the person who was running away in panic, and raised the corner of his lips: "What's the matter?"

"Boss Ni is here."

Hearing this address, Li Yucheng's face fell on the spot, and he lowered his voice a little: "Come to the company?"

"Yes," Li Xinghe glanced towards the VIP room and whispered, "He doesn't look very well."

It seems that Li Chengan is obedient this time. Li Yucheng snorted coldly: "You didn't tell him that I'm not in the company?"

"Yes." Li Xinghe looked a little headache: "But he insisted on waiting here."

"Then let him wait."

"Ok."

"Nothing special, don't contact me tonight." Li Yucheng hung up the phone and walked towards the man who was pretending to be busy in the corridor.

"What's up?" Ni Jia stood up straight, the blush on her face still not gone, and spoke quickly: "Then shall we go back first?"

"Why are you panicking?"

"Why should I panic?"

"Ask you."

"I'm not panicking," Ni Jia dropped the rag and went downstairs: "Who is panicking..."

Li Yucheng followed behind with a smile. Although he didn't want to ruin the current atmosphere, some problems had to be solved.

He grabbed Ni Jia who was fleeing and said sternly, "I have something to discuss with you."

Seeing the other party's serious expression, Ni Jia's playful thoughts also faded a little: "What's the matter?"

"Don't be angry yet. Promise me to listen to what I have to say."

“That sounds like a trap.”

Li Yucheng pondered for a while, pulled the person to sit on the sofa, and after careful consideration, he still felt that he should apologize first.

"I'm sorry, it was wrong for grandma to do this. I apologize to you on her behalf."

Grandmother? Ni Jia was stunned for only half a second, and immediately thought of his daughter, his face darkened: "What did she do?"

"She asked Auntie Lin to take her hair and do a paternity test." Ni Jia stared at him in silence, and after a while asked, "Did you know?"

"You'll know after you take it."

"So?" Ni Jia smiled: "Is she satisfied?"

Seeing the other party's mood plummet, Li Yucheng sighed in his heart and squeezed Ni Jia's hand lightly.

"There was an accident."

"What do you mean?" Ni Jia pulled his hand back and looked at Li Yucheng in confusion.

"The sample was swapped and there was something wrong with the report."

Ni Jia was stunned at first, as if he didn’t understand what Li Yucheng was saying. What sample swap? What problem with the report?

She took a moment to sort out her thoughts, and then spoke after a while: "You mean, the report shows that the child is not yours?"

Li Yucheng looked at her, and Ni Jia's eyes widened again: "How do you know the sample was swapped? Did you do it again?"

Her thoughts were a little confused for a moment, and her mind was full of scenes of Li Yucheng interacting with the child. Could these be the results of a paper report?

As soon as her disappointment and anger surged up, they were suppressed by Li Yucheng's words.

"No." Li Yucheng stood up and looked her in the eye, saying frankly, "I believe you."

Ni Jia didn't say anything. She was so confused that she didn't know what to say. She didn't even realize that someone had taken her daughter's hair.

She began to feel a little scared belatedly.

"I'm still checking the person, but as for my grandmother..." Li Yucheng lowered his voice, and after some hesitation, he changed his mind: "If you don't want to do it, then don't do it."