Chapter 558: Warm treasure, I hurt 208

Wen Zhi was watching him push the wheelchair, but he still stopped.
While Ji Xi was in a state of disappointment, although he had some opinions on Ji Xuanbai’s behavior of not cherishing his body, he still did not keep up, only sitting in the distance and watching.
"Knowing it..." Ji Xubai looked at her, her eyes were clear and clear, like watching a treasure.
Not the same as before, Wen Zhizhi this time is a change of a gray-gray robes, with cuffs, and a belt around the waist, looks like a figure, reflecting the sun, more and more beautiful.
Wen Zhizhi’s look is as calm and plain as ever:
What are you looking for?

"I heard that you are going to attack the thousands of countries this time..." Ji Xubai said, and couldn't help but cough down and his lips were pale.
Wen Zhiqiu raised his eyebrows, nodded his head, looked at him, wanted to say something, but still did not say anything.
However, Ji Xuanbai took a piece of paper taken from the robes and handed it to her. "In North Gonna... When I was free, I have studied it, Qian’s country... cough... How to crack the line... If you take it, it will help you..."
Wen Zhi slowly hangs down, watching him hand in the air, his hand shivering slightly, the slender finger joints are a bit of cold white.
She opened her mouth slightly, and her voice was a little dumb. "Ji Xubai, did you go to Xiaojian on that day?"
Ji Xubai lowered his head and coughed with a low voice, "hmm", licking the pale lips, reluctant to say anything, said that the child said it was unintentional, but his son is so smart, small Jane said the words, the word cone, even at this moment, Ji Xubai is not willing to recall such a scene......
However, the more I don't want to think about it, the more painful the moment I feel in my heart.
Although Wen Zhi does not want to comfort Ji Xuanbai, after all, everything is his own self-sufficiency, but she has to admit that no matter how he treats himself, no matter how she hates him, one thing is her. It is undeniable that neither Ji Jia nor Ji Xubai did not want to hurt Xiao Jian from beginning to end. She could not deprive her of the fatherly love that Xiao Jian should have because of her own relationship.
Therefore, Wen Zhi was so silent for a while, but he still watched him slowly open his mouth: "On that day, there was a dress with Xiao Jian who said something, Xiao Jian was angry with you, I said so, does not mean me. Just standing on your side, just want to tell you, Xiao Jian is just a four-year-old child, what he needs, what he wants, and you measure yourself."
Ji Xubai stunned, and there was such a sigh of sorrow, but it could not hold back the joy: "I know, you mean... can I still see Xiaojian?"
Wen Zhiqi wrinkled his eyebrows: "Small Jane is now in the Lama Temple."
Ji Xubai heard the words, smiled, but just about to laugh out, and then accidentally pulled the wound, and suddenly coughed up.
Wen Zhi is even more impatient. "You still don't go back?"
"This, knowing, you are holding."
"No need."
"I have nothing else, meaning... you hand it over, and the king is also a success." After all, he just hoped that they could finish the battle soon.
Wen Zhi wrinkled his eyebrows and hesitated for a moment. In the end, he still couldn’t stand his pale hand and had to pick up the drawings.