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

"Then don't grow old, I won't allow you to grow old!"

"...you're talking childishly again."

Ximen Weilin cut up the beef, took the omelette and cut it up.The shape of the cut is actually the same.

He put the beef slices on the omelet and checked it with a fork: "Open your mouth."

Jing Jiaren opened her mouth to bite the omelet he fed.

"Is it fragrant?"

"Baby, of course the most delicious."

The corners of Ximen Weilin's eyes were slightly smiling: "I'm very happy!"

Jing Jiaren kissed him on the cheek: "Well, mom can see it, baby is happy."

The biggest difference between him and Ximen Longting is that he will tell her when he is happy and angry, and he will tell her the reason.

It's not like Ximen Longting's stuffy gourd who loses his temper inexplicably and makes her guess her mind.

"Mom is here to feed you too." Jing Jiaren also inserted a piece and put it near his mouth.

Ximen Weilin ate it gracefully, chew it.

Even the eating posture is so similar, but he will be more childish.

Jing Jiaren found that her greatest pleasure was to observe him...

"Eat another piece, baby." Jing Jiaren forked another piece to feed her, "Is it delicious?"

Ximen Weilin responded indistinctly, and after eating, he murmured: "It's not good, you fed me and I gave my face."

"My face is so big."

"Is SUN the first man to be fed?" With something in his mouth, he didn't say a word clearly.

Every time Jing Jiaren listened to his child's voice but forced his adult tone, he wanted to spray water...

"If it's a little man, you're the first one."

"Have you fed the old man?" Ximen Weilin's round eyes widened.

"Hey, it's inevitable."

"I will try my best to forgive you..." He said in a stern voice, "You have to do more things to make me happy, and help me forgive you!"

Jing Jiaren: "..."

After simply finishing his breakfast, Ximen Weilin insisted on washing the dishes by himself.

When he was two and a half years old, he moved the chair and stepped on it, washed it himself, and washed it very well.

At that time, Jing Jiaren was very shocked, stroked his head and said: [Baby, you are so powerful, you are more capable than your father.He can't wash dishes, but you can! 】

Since then, washing dishes has become Ximen Weilin's happy job, and no one can stop him!

Only at this time can Jing Jiaren get rid of the little devil and rest for a few minutes.

She leaned on the sofa, watching every move of Simon Weilin in the open kitchen.

The little guy is standing on a stool, wearing a children's version of the apron, holding a big plate...

"Sun, be careful not to break the plate."

"Um……"

"If you break a plate, don't pick it up yourself, put it in your hands carefully."

"Crap!"

Jing Jiaren sighed, picked up the cordless phone, and made an international call——Dr. Wang's private mobile phone number.

……

Unfortunately, Dr. Wang broke his leg and is in the hospital. He cannot come to the UK this year, so he suggested that Jing Jiaren go back to China for injections.

It took at least half a year for Dr. Wang to get out of bed after [-] days of injury.

Jing Jiaren's face can't wait for half a year...

Within a month, the cartilage will turn into water and be absorbed by the body.

After finishing the phone call, Jing Jiaren frowned and looked out the window worriedly.

She stroked her face, and suddenly, a pair of small hands hugged her legs.

"Who to call?"

"Done so soon?" She lowered her eyes halfway and put down the cordless phone.

"I heard a man's voice!"