The simple and unpretentious voice made Qin Jing's lips curl up slightly. Her and Wen Jili's fingers were still intertwined. She raised their intertwined hands and put them in front of her eyes. She narrowed her eyes slightly and spoke very softly.

"Mr. Wen, do you think we will have such a day in the future? When the gray-haired grandson went to pick up our grandson from school, he clamored to go to the place called Nie Chicken or Nie Duck to eat French fries, and we two old guys

Just stupidly pick up a sweet potato, cut it into strips, put it in front of your grandson, and let him eat our French fries?"

During this period, the two of them rarely mentioned the future or their children. They even dared not touch or talk about such a long-lasting beautiful reverie.

Today, perhaps Grandma Huang's words were too simple and unpretentious, and her smile was too honest and loving, which really hit the soft spot in people's hearts. Anyone who looked at it couldn't help but think about whether she would be so silly when she was so bright.

An act of love?

As a result, Qin Jing also became talkative and sensational. After asking, the scene made people laugh just thinking about it, so after Qin Jing finished speaking, she chuckled first. She looked up at him, her eyebrows curved, clear and

Jingliang said, "That scene is funny when I think about it. Maybe my grandson will say, two old-fashioned antiques!" [

Qin Jing's brows and eyes were too warm. Wen Jili paused, put his arms around Qin Jing's shoulders, and put her head on his chest. His voice was gentle and affectionate, "As long as you wish, we will have that kind of future. Just like that.

Grandma and grandpa, we can even see our great-grandchildren growing up."

We not only have grandchildren, we also have great-grandchildren. Now we have agreed that when we are gray-haired, we will watch the growth of our great-grandchildren together. This thing is so beautiful that Qin Jing, who was lying quietly on Wen Jili's chest, suddenly trembled.

He put his hands on his shoulders and started crying.

This was also the first time she cried since she heard Ji Di regretted her marriage.

The voice was accompanied by a small whimper, like the low hoarse cry a small animal makes when it is injured, quiet and sad.

Qin Jing's hands tightly grasped Wen Jili's hem, his head kept digging into Wen Jili's chest, his voice was hoarse and aggrieved.

"Wen Jili, I really want to get through your obstructive clothes, and then get through the skin I once hated, and the thick muscle tissue. I want to get directly to your strong and cold heart.

, look at your bright red heart, is the word [Qin Jing] engraved on it..."

Qin Jing's voice was very low, accompanied by sobs, broken, rustling, low, but also filled with helplessness.

Wen Jili lowered his head and kissed the top of Qin Jing's hair, patted her back gently with his hand, and said nothing. Qin Jing was in his arms, crying and crying, as if he wanted to end the sullenness he had been holding in his heart for a long time.

Vent|let out.

In the end, Wen Jili slowly broke away from Qin Jing who was lying in his arms, gently wiped the tears on both sides of her cheeks with his hands, and said softly and distressedly, "Okay, stop crying. Huh?"

Qin Jing sniffed and looked at Wen Jili with red eyes. He raised his hand to wipe his eyes with the back of his palm, sniffed again, grabbed his arm, flattened his mouth and said in a hoarse voice, "You first let me go."

I’ll take a bite and then talk.”

Wen Jili was wearing a linen gray sweater, with the sleeves rolled up to reveal his arms.

Therefore, Qin Jing took the initiative. Before Wen Jili could nod or speak, she rolled up his sleeves to reveal his slender and powerful arms. Then, she lowered her head and really bit the fair and smooth arm.
Chapter completed!