Baby is too tempting: Uncle, it hurts

Ji Ting Yu Yang's sexy lips. This woman really remembers her revenge.

He walked to Xia seventeen and put his hand around her waist, "you are my woman. You can do anything you want."

It seemed that it was just a casual remark, but Xia Shiqi was stunned.

I felt that the hands placed on my waist seemed to iron her heart with a burning temperature.

This man, who is always high above the others, used to coax women.

Although she was just acting, Xia seventeen had to admit that she was serious for a moment

Back in the living room, Ji Tingyu's assistant had been waiting for him for a long time. Seeing him, he immediately stood up and greeted him.

Xia Shiqi walked aside consciously and picked up the newspaper on the tea table.

"Yushao, the group's statements of last quarter have been sent to your office and the board of directors in the afternoon. Would you like to attend?" The assistant lowered his head and reported carefully.

Ji Tingyu glanced at the woman on the sofa, walked slowly to the French window and lit a cigar: "the board of directors is postponed for a day."

The assistant got the order, answered "yes", turned and walked away quickly.

Looking at the scene of the French window, Ji Tingyu let the cigar between his fingers burn slowly, and his thin lips pursed into a cold line.

At this time, the housekeeper Zhongbo came over.

"Young master, the old man just sent a message that he would hold a family banquet in the old house the day after tomorrow. He hopes to see his young grandmother."

With that, the remaining light from the corner of the housekeeper's eye floated to Xia seventeen sitting on the sofa.

Ji Ting Yu said, "tell the old man that I will arrive on time the day after tomorrow."

Zhongbo bowed slightly, turned and walked out of the living room.

Xia seventeen felt that living in such a big family was actually meaningless. Facing such a large but deserted house all day was not as comfortable as she swayed from the casino to the billiards hall every day.

Turning the newspaper in boredom, Xia Shiqi suddenly felt himself shrouded in a shadow. Xia Shiqi looked up and was facing Ji Tingyu's deep eyes.

He stood in front of her, very close, and his warm breath sprayed on her face.

"Uncle, are you finished? Can I go now?"

Xia seventeen avoided his eyes and got up to smooth the wrinkles on his shirt.

Ji Tingyu looked at her and said, "the clothes are very good."

"Am I not beautiful? I really can't speak." Xia seventeen said, ready to leave.

"The day after tomorrow is the family banquet of the Xia family. You will accompany me to attend."

Xia seventeen heard the sound and didn't look back. He just said, "I see, uncle."

Coming out of the villa, Xia 17 saw the car parked outside the gate at a glance.

When the driver saw her coming out, he took the lead in opening the door for her: "Miss Xia, please get on the bus."

Xia Shiqi nodded and bent down to sit in the car.

When I came back to Xia's house, I happened to meet Xie Zhihui. It seemed that I was going out.

Seeing Xia seventeen alone, Xie Zhihui looked outside the yard and asked, "did Ji Tingyu send you back?"

Xia seventeen yawned, "no, he's busy."

"That's right."

Xie Zhihui nodded and went straight out.

After taking a few steps, he seemed to think of something, and then retreated back, walking side by side with Xia 17.

"I ask you, is there something wrong with Tang Doudou recently?

Xia seventeen frowned, "what's wrong with her? I don't know."

"Don't lie to me. She has been dying since Qiye and Jingting left last night." Xie Zhihui frowned slightly and glanced sideways at Xia seventeen.