Zhou Jingchuan came too suddenly, and Ji Shan suddenly forgot his reaction.

Pushing Wen Zhengrong away, Ji Shandang even wanted to chase Zhou Jingchuan.

Wen Zhengrong felt Ji Shan's stiffness, and after being pushed away, he looked sideways and caught a glimpse of Zhou Jingchuan's departure.

A touch of fierceness flashed in Peach Blossom's eyes, he narrowed his eyes and clasped Ji Shan's wrist, "Small." He shouted.

Ji Shan turned his head.

"I heard that he was married. ”

Ji Shan bit his lip, his chest seemed to be hit by something, and then he began to contract continuously, stinging.

Wen Zhengrong's expression remained unchanged, and he continued, "Even if it's fake, his reputation has not been good in recent years. There is never a shortage of women around. After a pause, he observed Ji Shan's expression, "Moreover, he didn't talk to you either, did he?"

The air between the two of them is going to freeze.

"Where do you want to eat at noon?" Wen Zhengrong raised his eyebrows, stared at Ji Shan, and spoke again. Even if he saw Ji Shan frowning, he didn't withdraw his hand.

Ji Shan was burned by the burning heat in Wen Zhengrong's palm. She came back to her senses, and with a lot of force, pulled her hand out. In order to avoid embarrassment, the corners of Ji Shan's mouth rose and his eyes crooked, "Little uncle, you go and get busy." I'm going to the hospital in a while and I probably won't be able to eat lunch. ”

"Really?" Wen Zhengrong still maintained a languid appearance leaning against the wall.

Ji Shan was forced to numb by his gaze.

"Let's go, I'll send you back. ”

Wen Zhengrong straightened up, walked in front of Ji Shan, took the suitcase in Ji Shan's hand, and walked forward with Ji Shan.

Ji Shan's heart was very confused, thinking about Zhou Jingchuan's eyes, thinking about Wen Zhengrong's words, she was depressed.

And the most important thing is that now her heart is full of Xiaobao and Zhou Hao, and she is full of thoughts about her two children, and she can't wait to see the two children right away.

But the luggage does have to be in order, and she has just returned, and she has to pack well before she can meet the children.

In this way, Ji Shan followed behind Wen Zhengrong.

Ji Shan got into Wen Zhengrong's car, she closed her eyes, she was really tired after sitting on the plane for such a long time. What's more, over the years, she didn't remember what good sleep she had, lying on the back seat, Ji Shan gradually closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Through the rearview mirror, Wen Zhengrong glanced at Ji Shan, the corners of his mouth unconsciously pulled out a trace of curvature, and his eyes softened. He slowed down the car and deliberately picked a smooth road to avoid waking Ji Shan up.

Wen Zhengrong was in a good mood, but someone's face sank like black charcoal.

He just went to pick up a car, and when he came back, the person was long gone.

Zhou Jingchuan's face was expressionless, and his thin lips lifted a sneering arc.

I should have known a long time ago that person was young but hard-hearted, and he could give up if he said he would give up. What miracle is he hoping for now?

Back to the Tang Corridor, Zhou Jingchuan took off his coat.

Eight-year-old Zhou Hao'an quietly wrote his homework, and when Zhou Jingchuan came in, he shouted with a smile, "Good afternoon, little uncle." Since Zhou Jingchuan's car accident did not wait for Ji Shan to come back, Zhou Hao was ordered by several uncles around him to call back to the title of little uncle. The bigger it is, the more well-behaved Zhou Hao is, since he shouted like this, he will be obedient.

Facing Zhou Hao, who looks more and more like Ji Shan, Zhou Jingchuan has always been a little gentler than his son, but today......

His face sank, he smoked Zhou Hao's homework, flipped through the two pages, and really couldn't find anything wrong, he could only say coldly, "It's so late, go for a lunch break." ”

Zhou Hao's mind was sensitive, he observed Zhou Jingchuan carefully, and found that the little uncle was a little depressed, and asked in a low voice, "Little uncle, are you tired from work?"

Zhou Jingchuan pressed the bridge of his nose to relieve the fatigue caused by many days of business trips, and he patted the top of Zhou Hao's head, "It's okay." ”

"Are you really okay?"

"What can it be?" replied to Zhou Hao in a low baby voice, but although it was a baby voice, it was cold enough and had no emotion.

Zhou Hao raised his head, "My brother is awake?"

Zhou Ziqian was dressed in a neat little suit, although he was small, his little hands were in his trouser pockets, and he was quite intimidating.

He pursed his lips and replied to Zhou Hao lightly, "Otherwise?"

After a pause of two seconds, Zhou Ziqian withdrew his hand, hugged his arm, and glanced at Zhou Hao condescendingly, "Brother, it's time for you to rest." ”

"Good, good. Zhou Hao scratched his head, cleaned up the homework on the coffee table, got off the sofa, said good afternoon to Zhou Jingchuan, and hurriedly went upstairs.

When passing by Zhou Ziqian, Zhou Ziqian's wrist was clasped, and he saw Zhou Ziqian's slightly chubby little hand dotting his white and red cheeks, and said coldly, "Brother shouldn't forget something?"

Zhou Hao smiled helplessly, kissed him dotingly, and then patted Zhou Ziqian's hair like a little adult, "My fault." "Get up, the little master must kiss him.

Zhou Ziqian arrogantly: "It's good to know." With a few words, he went downstairs.

Zhou Jingchuan was in a slightly better mood when he saw the scene of his brother and brother Gong.

He got up, ripped off his tie, and prepared to go upstairs.

"You wait. ”

Zhou Jingchuan paused, his brows twisted, he looked down at the little radish head, and asked in a deep voice, "Something?"

Zhou Ziqian hugged his arms and tilted his head, "Old man, your attitude towards me is a little better, is it difficult?"

Zhou Jingchuan sneered, "It's difficult." ”

Little Radish has done countless things that have given him headaches over the years, and the older he gets, the more he can't control it. When you are happy, you will have a few sentences, and when you are unhappy, you can be angry, or you will not speak for several days.

Zhou Ziqian snorted, not caring about Zhou Jingchuan's answer at all, he asked directly, "My mother, when will you come back?"

mentioned Ji Shan, and the scene of Ji Shan and Wen Zhengrong hugging each other suddenly appeared in Zhou Jingchuan's mind. A man and a woman, one tall and one low, one strong and one delicate, it was obviously a harmonious picture, but it stinged his eyes. Looking back now, my heart is also irritable.

His face sank, and he said coldly, "Zhou Ziqian, go to sleep." ”

Zhou Ziqian's face, which was exactly the same as Zhou Jingchuan's, seemed to be carved out of a mold, with the same seriousness, "Old Zhoutou, let me tell you, I won't let you find my stepmother!

Zhou Jingchuan was so noisy that his head was big, and he pressed his nose bone, "I think you want to change Lao Tzu." ”

Zhou Ziqian suddenly showed a few small teeth, "Yes." ”

The daughter was the lover of the previous life, and the son came to collect debts, and in the three years that his son grew up, Zhou Jingchuan deeply felt the meaning of this sentence.

"Well, as soon as possible, I can't ask for it. Zhou Jingchuan took his coat, stepped out of his long legs wrapped in trousers, and went upstairs.

Zhou Ziqian snorted heavily and stuck out his tongue at Zhou Jingchuan's back.

When Zhou Jingchuan closed the door, Zhou Ziqian sat on the sofa, like a little uncle. He beckoned to a maid and smiled sweetly, "Beautiful sister, can you make a call for Xiaobao?"

Who doesn't love handsome cute treasures?

The maid followed Zhou Ziqian's request, pressed a string of numbers, and handed him the mobile phone.

Zhou Ziqian took it, and after the beep, he immediately changed his tone and said coldly to the other side, "Uncle, does your words count?"

……

Wen Zhengrong took Ji Shan to the bedroom, covered her with a quilt, and he answered Zhou Ziqian's phone.

Hearing the little ghost's shouting, the corners of his mouth twitched, "I'll pick you up in ten minutes, and I'll wait at the door honestly." ”

Ji Shan has developed a habit over the years, with a slight sound, she can wake up from her deep sleep.

Hearing voices outside, she got out of bed.

After Wen Zhengrong turned around, she pressed her temples, with the ignorance that she had just woken up, "Uncle has something to do, let's go and get busy." ”

Fang didn't take a good look at the airport just now, and now there are only the two of them in the room, Wen Zhengrong's eyes all fell on Ji Shan's face, and with passionate greed, he stared at Ji Shan fixedly.

Wen Zhengrong's eyes were too scorching, and Ji Shan looked away quietly.

A low and deep smile overflowed from Wen Zhengrong's throat, he stretched out his hand, smoothed the emanation next to Ji Shan's forehead behind his ear, bowed down, and pinched the tip of Ji Shan's nose, "Leave you here alone, what if you run away?"

Ji Shan was taken aback by his words.

Her eyes widened, and she hurriedly widened the distance between her and Wen Zhengrong.

Wen Zhengrong straightened up and leaned against the door, he smiled, "I can't let you run, if you run away, you won't be able to see the little things you are thinking about." ”

Ji Shan's pupils shrank, her heart tightened, her eyes were covered with happy starlight, but the words she said were full of uncertainty and caution, "Are you going to pick up Xiaobao?"

Wen Zhengrong shrugged, "I don't know." ”

Ji Shanmei smiled, she pushed Wen Zhengrong and pushed the person out of the door, "Little uncle, I'll clean up." ”

Wen Zhengrong shook his head helplessly.

Ji Shan immediately opened the suitcase and tossed for a while, but he still couldn't find any good-looking clothes, and he always felt that it was not appropriate to wear any of them.

If it weren't for the time constraints, she really wanted to go to the mall to buy clothes, and then do a full-body spa and meet Xiaobao.

In the past two years, the organization has been relatively strict, and it is not easy to find signals during the war, and Xiaobao is too small to contact at all.

With his heart pounding, Ji Shan rushed into the bathroom and cleaned himself up neatly.

After drying his hair, Ji Shan simply permed his hair, put on light makeup, and changed into a red long dress.

Everything was ready, and there was a knock on the door.

"Tiny?"

Ji Shan's heart was pounding, she let out a long breath and opened the door.

Looking at Wen Zhengrong, Ji Shan raised his eyebrows, "Where is Xiaobao?" As she spoke, she looked around, but she didn't see the little guy, and the light in her eyes gradually went out.

Wen Zhengrong didn't slow down for a while, and Ji Shan's red dress suddenly appeared in front of him, giving him a great visual impact.

In three years, she has indeed grown up.

A piece of clothing, a head of curly hair, outlining a beautiful figure and a feminine body.

Wen Zhengrong rolled his throat and looked away. He coughed softly and took a step to the side. Suddenly, the little guy was exposed in front of Ji Shan.

For three years, countless days and nights of haunting dreams, Ji Shan's tears suddenly welled up.