Chapter 30: I'm interested in you

Chapter 30 I'm interested in you
Li Shaoling stepped forward, grabbed Ji Weixi's wrist and dragged it into his arms.
Suddenly out of balance, Ji Weixi turned uncontrollably several times.
The skirt of the red bean paste was gently shaken by the wind, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, which dragged the two of them tightly together.
He picked her up by the way, and Ji Weixi pressed his shocking chest against his chest for a moment and stunned God.
The sun spread on the tip of his hair, flickering with halo, and the face and the lines under the reflection were softened a lot, the facial features had no extra expression, but it was a deadly beauty.
Jiang Cong looked stunned.
He still remembers one time when Ji Jianing fell on purpose, and then fell into Li Shaoling's arms, crying and crying.
Li Shaoling threw her away with a distasteful look, and his face was full of loneliness.
It seems that holding women is really a separate matter.
"Let me down!"
Ji Weixi struggled, and she was not disabled.
Li Shaoling glanced at her and laughed at her: "Swollen like a pig's foot, can you walk?"
Ji Weixi was angry and said whose feet were pig's feet!
His whole family is pig's feet!
Li Shaoling looked at her wonderful expression and quietly said, "I want to scold don't yell."
Ji Weixi pretended to be stupid: "What are you talking about? I don't understand."
This man can read mind art.
Li Shaoling's home is a three-story European-style villa.
The magnificent hall, the luxurious gold-plated wallpaper, the walls are full of famous oil paintings of a century.
Leather sofa, Italian handmade wool rug, diamond teapot.
It's almost, is he an upstart?
Money is everywhere.
Ji Weixi was put on the sofa, her skirt was lifted and her legs were lifted.
"What are you doing!"
Ji Weixi was so scared that he almost kicked Li Shaoling's face, and hurriedly froze the skirt, for fear of leaving.
Li Shaoling looked at her, looked cold, and raised her pig's feet.
"How did you do that?" His sword eyebrows twisted into a rope.
"What do you say?" Ji Weixi answered angrily.
I'm sorry to ask her, if he was so skinny last night, could he be so serious?
The cold fingertips touched her swollen ankle, and she flinched back. He said quietly, "Don't move."
She was still a bit swollen, but when he touched it, it was like magic, it didn't hurt.
Li Shaoling skillfully sprayed Ji Weixi's pig's feet with some medicine for bruising.
The kneeling on one knee, holding Ji Weixi's feet as a treasure, can see through the family status at a glance.
And Ji Weixi, sitting on the sofa, slightly bent his long legs, holding his shoulders and frost, like a queen.
"Mummy, it doesn't hurt, baby is blowing to you."
The small milk bag quickly took the opportunity to offer her attentiveness, her mouth blowing in the wind.
He smiled and said, "Mum, is the baby good to you?"
Ji Weixi gave a sneer and did not answer. The small milk bag pouted and rushed into her arms, and a small head full of black hair wrapped around her chest. The sound of milk was soft and waxy: "Mummy, baby This is no longer the case. Forgive others. Your baby has a daddy right now. No one will ever call her a wild child. "
Ji Weixi felt a sting in his heart, held him tightly in his arms, and his nose was sour: "No next time!"
"Mummy is the best!"
The small milk bag happily held her face and took a sip.
In that scene, the coldness in Li Shaoling's eyes continued to increase.
He fixed his eyes on the fat hand on the breast of Ji Weixi's chest, his anger grew wildly.
"Jiang Cong, take the young master upstairs to sleep."
The little milkbag blinked blankly: "Daddy, the baby is not sleepy."
Li Shaoling sat slowly opposite, "You should sleep, you're sleepy."
What if he doesn't sleep? Does he want to watch his son continue to touch his woman?
Ji Weixi looked at Li Shaoling's somber face, and his heart was disturbed: "Li Shaoling, shouldn't you grab a child?"
For example, to send her son upstairs to sleep, in fact, the child was secretly carried away so that she would not see it in her life.
"I'm not interested in children."
What a stinky kid to grab, not as good as her daughter, soft and cute.
Ji Weixi blurted out: "Who are you interested in?"
Li Shaoling looked at her for a few seconds, looking seriously: "You."