Quick Wear: Her waist is soft and kissable, the host falls in love with her at first sight

Jiang Qingyi leaned against the door and took a deep breath. "Go away. I don't want to see you now. If you ring the doorbell again, I'll ask the property management to kick you out."

She was very confused.

Her previous escape seemed like a joke, but her remaining self-esteem prevented her from lowering her head, nor did she want to.

She did feel very tired being with Jing Qingze. She couldn't understand what he was thinking. She always felt that he was so far away from her and she couldn't catch him.

He never speaks and remains silent forever.

He never said he loved her, and she didn't dare to ask. People who fall in love first are probably humble.

Jing Qingze's body stiffened and he put down his hand that was about to ring the doorbell, but he was still unwilling to leave.

He squatted outside the door, lost in thought.

The door next door opened, Jing Chenyun came out, glanced at him and walked to the door.

"Xiaochen."

Jing Chenyun turned and looked at him.

Jing Qingze stood up and half-knelt in front of him, "Did your mother tell you about the relationship between her and me?"

"No."

Jing Qingze felt bitter, "Do you want to know?"

"Go ahead." If she asked her mother, she would be sad again.

It's okay if your dad is sad.

A little head popped out from the door next door, and Jing Chenyun waved at her.

The little girl dragged out two small stools and he pulled her to sit down.

Seeing the little girl staring at him with her eyes wide open, full of excitement for hearing a story, Jing Qingze was silent for a while.

"I met your mother at an alumni meeting. She and I were alumni of the same school, and I met her when I went back to my alma mater to give a speech."

"She said she liked me, so she pursued me for half a year, and I agreed..."

"You are not good at all, why does mom like you?" Jing Chenyun asked sincerely.

Jing Qingze choked, "What's wrong with me?"

"Even I can coax my mother, but you want my mother to coax you. You don't even tell her that you like her. Why should she like you?" Jing Chenyun looked at him.

"You obviously have a mouth, but you don't speak, leaving mom to guess."

"If you don't tell me, how will mom know?"

"You didn't protect her well. Everyone around you bullied her. You didn't realize it until they were done bullying her."

"I like my mother and I will tell her that I love her. Why do you hide it?"

This was the first time in Jing Qingze's life that he was taught a lesson by a child, and he was not allowed to refute at all.

"Star, let's go."

"Ah~" Mo Ranxing pulled his hand, "Brother, is he really your father?"

"do not know."

"Why don't you know?"

"My mother said so."

"Xiaochen, I'll come see you guys tomorrow."

Jing Chenyun ignored him.

The door was closed, and the boy's voice and the girl's childish words were isolated inside.

In the following months, Jing Qingze would wait for Jiang Qingyi at the door whenever she came to and from work, rain or shine, just to talk to her.

But Jiang Qingyi ignored him and he couldn't even get through the door.

Jing Qingze finally experienced the same uneasy feeling as Jiang Qingyi for half a year.

Very painful.

Jing Chenyun stood at the entrance of the kindergarten holding Mo Ranxing's hand, looking at Jing Qingze who was walking towards them.

"Son, Xingxing, I'm here to take you home."

Mo Ranxing hid behind Jing Chenyun and poked his head out. It seemed that his brother didn't like this uncle very much.

"Where's Aunt Luo?"

"Your mother said she has not returned from an art exhibition yet, so she asked me to pick you up. You can call your mother." Jing Qingze felt depressed.

After half a year, his son is still lukewarm towards him.

Jing Chenyun stretched out his hand and Jing Qingze handed him the phone.

"Baby, mommy is working overtime tonight, so ask him to take you and Xingxing out for dinner."

"Qingyi, I can cook."

"I don't believe you. I've never seen you cook before. You just want to come into my and my house? No way!"

Jiang Qingyi hung up the phone.

Jing Qingze: ...

He lowered his head and went to learn from his two brothers how to pursue his wife. He was laughed at and bombarded with messages by them for a long time, but he didn't hold her hand or enter her house for half a year.

When the old man saw him, he was also disgusted. He complained that he had not won his wife over in half a year and he couldn't even see his little grandson.

Jing Qingze squatted in front of Jing Chenyun, "Son, Dad will go back and cook for you, okay?"

"No, if mom doesn't let you in, I won't take you in."

Jing Qingze had no choice but to take them out to eat.

Sometimes it is not a good thing for a son to be too smart. He is more difficult to deal with than Qingyi.

Mo Ranxing took out his phone watch and called Luo Wanxia, ​​"Mom~"

"Xingxing, what's wrong? Do you miss your mother?"

"The uncle who said he was my brother's father said you were going to hold an art exhibition. When will you be back?"

Jing Qingze: ...What a long attributive.

"It has to be tomorrow. Dad is also on a business trip here. Xingxing will go to her brother's house to sleep tonight."

"Okay."

"Where are the stars now?"

"In the car, my uncle took my brother and I out for dinner."

"Then the stars must not be picky about food, they must eat green vegetables."

"Okay, can I have one?"

"Can't Xingxing eat more?"

"But I don't like eating vegetables."

"Okay, just one. Mom is a little busy, so I'll hang up first. Bye baby." There was a noisy voice on the other end of the phone, and someone came to talk to Luo Wanxia.

Anyway, Jing Chenyun would coax her into eating, and she couldn't resist being coaxed the most.

"Goodbye, Mom~"

Sitting at the dining table, Jing Qingze looked at his son coaxing the little girl next door to eat, and seemed to be thinking about something.

He is not even as good as a child, he is really not as good as his son.

Jing Chenyun took the tissue and wiped the little girl's mouth, then helped her up and said, "We are full."

Jing Qingze put away his phone and said, "I'll take you back. Your mother won't be home until after eleven o'clock. Let me take care of you."

Jing Chenyun walked in front, holding the little girl's hand. "You should be very happy, right? You can go in now."

Jing Qingze didn't say anything.

Jing Chenyun glanced back and said, "Is it difficult to say something, not happy or unhappy?"

He deserves it for not being able to catch up with his mother.

"Happy." Jing Qingze touched his nose. He was being taught a lesson by his son again.

"Brother, I think you are more like his father."

"why?"

"He still wants you to teach him."

Jing Qingze: ...

Pearl of All Worlds: Children’s words can be so destructive.

He opened the car door and let them climb in. Jing Qingze drove the car and turned on the navigation.

It was very sad that none of them let him hug them.

"Host, don't go around the island." Wanjiezhu suddenly spoke.

The third life-and-death moment came: a car accident.

The mission target was full of misfortunes and accidents happened from time to time before he reached the age of eighteen.

The soul fragments of the Floating Snow God in this world are weaker than those in the first world, and his luck will also be relatively weaker.

"I want to eat the cake baked by Ximi in the west of the city." Jing Chenyun said.

"Shouldn't it be closing time?" Jing Qingze asked after checking the time.

"Not closed."

Upon hearing this, Jing Qingze changed the navigation destination.

"Brother, don't you dislike sweet things?" Mo Ranxing asked, pulling on his clothes.

"Don't you like it? I'll buy it for you and save it for tomorrow."

"Brother is the best!"

Jing Qingze was silent. His son was so amazing. He could make a little girl happy at such a young age.

It took them half an hour longer to get home, and Jing Qingze ran hot water for them to take a bath as Jiang Qingyi had asked.

She said both children can wash themselves, so he just needs to watch over them.

Jing Chenyun looked at him, "Where are you sleeping tonight?"