Chapter 57: Is he ... shy?

Chapter 57 He ... shy?
Thinking, Ji Weixi hesitated to step forward, clenched his teeth, hooked Li Shaoling's neck, stamped his lips fiercely on his face, and quickly loosened.
The soft touch seemed to leave a faint fragrance on her.
Li Shaoling froze, and was even sluggish.
Eyes turn, the woman in sight shrinks into the seat, her cheeks are stained with a thin layer of red, Xu Shi is too hard, and the two lips are getting darker and more attractive.
Ji Weixi glared at him with a tone that was hardly noticeable: "Walk!"
All the kisses, he will not leave, she will blow his head.
Li Shaoling started the engine with a drowsiness, and it seemed that he had not eased off from the kiss just now.
The car had traveled less than ten meters, saw it hit the front fence, and suddenly braked suddenly.
Ji Weixi's head almost hit the windshield, and she was so dizzy that she was scared to death: "Li Shaoling, you have to send my son and Xitian!"
"Ha ha ha ha ha!" The little milk bag lay on the back seat and laughed cheerfully, the two looked back at him in doubt.
He covered his stomach with a smile, and his two short legs glared wildly: "Hahahaha, Daddy can't find him!"
Li Shaoling: "..."
Ji Weixi pursed his lips with a smile and turned to look at him.
Li Shaoling has become red with ears.
Is this ... shy?
...
Got home.
Ji Weixi took the small milk bag and got out of the car first.
Li Shaoling went to the trunk and pulled out two large suitcases.
Ji Weixi's eyelids jumped: "Li Shaoling, what are you doing?"
Li Shaoling locked the door and raised his eyes slightly: "You didn't let me live here, I'm here now."
Ji Weixi: "..."
"That was what I said last night, it's not counting now!"
She finally knew why he didn't agree last night because he didn't bring luggage!
This scheming boy!
Li Shaoling didn't listen at all, and unconsciously pulled in the suitcase and went into the house.
Little milk bag bouncing: "Oye! Daddy can tell a story to the baby at night!"
Li Shaoling put the suitcase at the entrance, and swept around silently, with a sense of vision that led the inspection.
He went to the door of Tian Miaomiao's room and said, "I will let her move out."
The little milk bag applauded again and again: "Oye! Then Miao Miao moved away, does this room live daddy?"
"No." Li Shaoling looked down at the light bulb and said quietly, "You live."
Small milk bag: "... why?"
"You'll bother me and your mum for a sister."
The little milk bag nodded earnestly: "Yeah, that baby doesn't bother, doesn't bother, hehe ..."
Why didn't the father and son bring someone else every time they spoke.
And after the talk, do you not allow others to refuse? Sure enough, overbearing is hereditary.
Ji Weixi's face was hot, and he was ashamed to die. Could he not say he wanted his sister?
She wanted to stop Li Shaoling's mouth, but she had promised her son that she would ask her sister, and if she refused, the little one would cry.
Well, I shot myself in the foot.
She coughed slightly: "Li Shaoling, come over here."
Li Shaoling walked slowly, waiting for her to speak.
Ji Weixi glanced at her son who was not far away. She groaned and whispered, "I beg you if you don't want to ask a child about your son in the future!"
Li Shaoling disagreed: "Sooner or later I will have a second child after marriage, but now it is not good now?"
Get married? !!
Ji Weixi was almost biting his tongue, "Who, who wants to marry you!"
Li Shaoling leaned over and pressed his eyes, dangerously narrowing his eyes: "Then who do you want to marry!"
There was a sense of coldness and aggressive cold in his eyebrows, a powerful gas field that could not be ignored.
Ji Weixi lowered his head with counseling: "It's not you anyway."
Li Shaoling laughed and said, "Well, when you and that man get married, I will take my son to grab a relative."
After speaking, he turned around and waved at the small breast bag: "Come here, your mommy will marry another man."
The small milk bag came running, and took a fist angrily: "Mum, who do you want to marry! When you have a wedding, remember to tell the baby that the baby's dynamite bag used to blow him up."
Ji Weixi: "..."
She is so isolated.