Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

"If you feed me, I will think about it." He proudly put his arms around her neck.

Jing Jiaren hugged him in her arms and pinched his nose: "When will I not feed you? Huh? Don't you feel embarrassed that such a big child needs to be fed by mother?"

"A man's nose is not pinched casually."

"Little butt, you are the only man... Do you want to heat up the canned beef?"

"I like to eat frozen."

"Don't eat too much, be careful that your stomach hurts..."

Jing Jiaren hugged him and sat down. He refused to sit on a good chair and insisted on sitting on her lap.

Small arms and legs, slender and long, it looks like it will grow taller in the future...

It's really unbelievable that he was such a small group three years ago, but he has grown so big in an instant.

Jing Jiaren wanted to pry open the can, but it took some effort.

"I'm coming!" Simon Weilin wanted to be a hero.

"You're still young, you don't have the strength...you can help mom when you grow up."

"I will marry you when I grow up."

"You're talking like a child again... If your father hears it, he will die of anger."

Ximen Weilin's ears twitched, and his eyes rolled shrewdly like a deer: "It's enough for you to have SUN, don't need a father."

What a strange child.

If it is another lonely child, they will chase after their mother and ask for their father.Why is he different.

"Sun, can you tell Mom why you don't want Dad?"

"do not like."

"You haven't seen him before, why don't you like him?"

"If you don't like it, you don't like it," he said domineeringly, "do you need a reason?"

"...OK." With a lot of force, Jing Jiaren finally pried open the can of beef, took out a few slices, and prepared to cut them into small pieces.

Ximen Weilin has already picked up the tableware: "Leave such trivial matters to me."

"Okay, dear son."

Ximen Weilin held a knife in one hand and a knife in the other, and cut carefully, his movements were elegant and noble, with a dignified appearance.

When he was just born, his facial features were not very clear, just the outline and a pair of red pupils, like a dead Ximen Longting.

And as he grows up day by day...

The outline became clearer and more like Ximen Longting.

"After baby's birthday, do you want to go to kindergarten?"

"Are you in kindergarten too?"

"Mom is an adult, so of course I won't go."

"No." He replied decisively.

"But you always have to learn knowledge... There are other children in the kindergarten, and there are teachers..."

"I've already refused, if you dare to send me to kindergarten, try it!" Ximen Weilin snorted unhappily, his pretty face was full of displeasure.

This brat dared to threaten his mother, and even spoke to Ximen Longting.

"What if I have to send you to kindergarten?"

"You will cry."

"Why am I crying?"

"Because I won't eat for a week..."

Good boy, did you get her weakness?

Once when he was sick and had no appetite and refused to eat, Jing Jiaren burst into tears...

"And then you'll never grow up, and you'll always be this small. Would you like to?"

"Small people can be hugged by you." Ximen Weilin said shrewdly, "Old men don't have this benefit..."

old man?

"You said your father?"

He snorted.

Jing Jiaren smiled: "But he can hug me."

Simon Weilin: "..."

"If you don't grow up all your life, then you will never be able to hug me. When my mother is too old to walk, will she have to take care of you?"