Whatever one may say, the little one is innocent. 【Fengyun Reading Network. 】

He didn't know anything, and she promised him that she would never leave him.

It's just the year of Jos.

How many women did he play with? Xiao Fanfan's mother, Fang Ya, and her.

Scum.

Ye Jiaqi hugged the quilt tightly and slept.

Josnian also took a shower, and after that, he sat on the couch and smoked.

Outside the window, the stars and moon were heavy, the fog was hazy, and the dew was deeper, and the late autumn night was very cold, revealing a bone-chilling chill.

The living room was especially cold.

Josnian was only wrapped in a nightgown, and his heart was very quiet and quiet.

The smell of tobacco spreads through the living room, smoke rises, and memories spread out little by little.

Three years ago, Meng Shen hugged the little guy who came back to life from the incubator to him.

The little one is very light, because it was born prematurely, much smaller than an ordinary child, like a kitten, but much more interesting than a kitten, and will cry and laugh and make trouble.

Big eyes, long eyelashes, small dimples.

No matter which angle it is, it looks like him.

He didn't feel anything for a child, but the first time he held his child, his heart as hard as a stone softened.

Especially when the little thing smiled at him, the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise.

He named him Joe Chengfan.

Since then, there has been one more person in this world for him to protect.

Thinking of this, Qiao Sinian took a cigarette and turned on his mobile phone.

The last time they were playing at the amusement park, they took a lot of pictures.

There are Qiao Chengfan, Ye Jiaqi, and his.

Josnian opened the group photo, and his gaze fell straight on it.

The little one, seven points like him, three points like her.

……

In the early morning, the sun is excellent, the light shines through the curtains, and the mist of white flowers floats in the air, ethereal like a fairyland.

Red maples are everywhere, and autumn is strong.

Ye Jiaqi slept soundly, smashed his tongue, and hugged the "pillow".

Joss woke up early in the morning, and he was lying in bed dealing with mail.

It's just that one arm was pillowed by her, and he couldn't move.

Ye Jiaqi's habit has not changed for many years.

When she first came to Qiao's house, she was young and timid, and she couldn't sleep at night.

He saw that she was pitiful, so he had to sleep with her at night.

She likes to pill his arm so she can fall asleep quickly and not be afraid.

Later, when she got older, she was no longer the ignorant and young little girl, but grew into a slim girl.

He avoided suspicion and never slept in the same bed with her again.

Ye Jiaqi also understands the affairs of men and women, and no longer asks him to accompany her.

For a while, the girl's heart was just open, and she would deliberately avoid him even when she saw him.

Ye Jiaqi turned over and rubbed into his arms.

The fire in Josnian's body rose up, but he still forcibly suppressed it.

He put down his phone and touched her hairy head with his big hand.

Her hair was soft and jet black.

All night, she didn't stop too much, her little hands grabbed the quilt for a while, grabbed his clothes for a while, and occasionally touched places that shouldn't be touched.

"Joss Year...... You give me the baby ......."

She murmured, her brow furrowed.

"Huh?" Josnian also frowned, looking down at her.

Qiao Chengfan was right, she would call his name when she slept.

"Bastard......" she scolded again.

“……”

The light shines on the floor, and the bedroom is quiet.

Suddenly—

Ye Jiaqi's little hands grabbed him!

"Hiss......" Joss Nian gasped.

A long red blood mark was scratched on his arm.