Mr. Cheng walked to the front door, stopped, and then slowly turned around and looked back.

"Old man." The housekeeper supported him and looked at the empty avenue.

"That little girl, have you seen it?" Mr. Cheng suddenly asked the butler.

The housekeeper recalled, “Did you just sit in the young master’s car?”

"right."

"Isn't that the daughter of the Ji family just returned?" The housekeeper continued to support Mr. Cheng.

The housekeeper has a good memory. Last time, the Ji couple brought Ji Ning over. The little girl looked so sensible and encountered such a big misfortune.

Mr. Cheng nodded, "Ayi sent her back to school."

"Young Master sends her back to school?" The housekeeper seemed to think something was wrong, "Young Master, this-"

Mr. Cheng went to meet Ji's family today. It was normal to see Ji's family, but Cheng Yi followed him and sent Ji Ning back to school.

"I've known each other for a long time." Mr. Cheng held the crutch in his hand and continued walking in with a smile. "Ayi said that when the girl finished her work, she would take her home for fun. Then, you can check on some arrangements."

The housekeeper has been with Mr. Cheng for many years. He reacted immediately and went up to support him. "If this young master and Miss Ji really succeed, wouldn't you let go of your heart?"

Mr. Cheng smiled but didn't say anything, and he was in a good mood.

The housekeeper said again: "This fate is really wonderful. Tell me what are you anxious about? Didn't the young master just look for it?"

Mr. Cheng sat on the sofa, holding his crutches with both hands, pursed his lips and sighed deeply.

The housekeeper took the servant's teacup and handed it to Mr. Cheng.

Mr. Cheng reached out to take it, took a sip, looking a little worried: "That girl, she is less than twenty years old this year and she just went to college."

This is a little too small.

"Young Master is not in a hurry. Why are you in a hurry? I think it's better to be smaller, you're a little smart, lively and clever, just in time to get along with the young master." The housekeeper didn't know what Mr. Cheng was thinking. After saying that, he said, "You, take good care of your health. After a few years, you will be blessed to see the young master getting married and having children."

Mr. Cheng wanted to say something, but the housekeeper brought the medicine over: "The most important thing is that you always need to take care of yourself."

Mr. Cheng, who used to get bored of seeing the medicine, did not hesitate this time, and took it over and took it.

The butler breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it.

Mr. Cheng walked upstairs with a cane, shook his head and said, "That girl is really small."

"Miss Ji Qianqian is about the same age as her." The housekeeper reminded.

Ji Qianqian and Cheng Yunzhe are about to get engaged. It is estimated that in order to get more property from the old man, the Cheng couple will also urge them to have children early.

"Can that be the same?" Mr. Cheng glared at the butler, walked upstairs with a stern face.

The butler consciously said the wrong thing and stood downstairs without saying a word.

The young master's temperament is so bad that the little girl can't wait to get married and have children when she is still studying.

Mr. Cheng was too lazy to pay attention to the operations of the Cheng couple.

On the car.

Ji Ning opened the sealed paper bag, poked a rock candy hawthorn with a fork, and handed it to Cheng Yi's mouth first: "Hey."

"You eat."

"Eat one." Ji Ning insisted.

Cheng Yi opened her mouth, and she smiled and fed the hawthorn into his mouth.

The layer of sugar wrapped around the hawthorn instantly melted, and the sweetness spreads in the taste buds.

Cheng Yi hated sweet and greasy things, but this time he felt it was not that difficult to accept. He held the hawthorn in his mouth and tasted it slowly, and he actually felt that the taste was very good.

Ji Ning had already become greedy. She couldn't wait to put a piece into her mouth and bit it down. Her whole face was so sore that she wrinkled together, her eyes narrowed, and her neck shrank: "Um--"

"Ha." Cheng Yi was amused by her appearance and reached out to rub her head.

"This hawthorn is sour." Ji Ning said in a vague way, his eyes were still half-closed, and he bit him again, and his face frowned again in an instant.

Cheng Yi put his hand beside her mouth and said warmly: "If it's too sour, don't eat it, spit it out."

It was so sour that Ji Ning didn't even think. He lowered his head and spitted the hawthorn in his mouth on his hands. He stretched out his tongue and quickly stuffed another hawthorn into his mouth.

This time she didn't bite her, and she ate the layer of sugar outside, which diluted the sour taste in her mouth.

Ji Ning looked at Cheng Yi's hawthorn and was embarrassed. The hawthorn was bitten so hard that it was broken by her, and the sugar was melted, sticky in his palm.

"I--"

Just as Ji Ning was about to take out the hawthorn from his palm, Cheng Yi made a double flash and parked the car on the side of the road. He pulled out two pieces of paper, wrapped the hawthorn in his palm, and wiped his hands.

He was slow and did not dislike him at all, as if he was doing something extremely natural.

"Don't eat it if it's too sour, it hurts your stomach." Cheng Yi looked at Ji Ning and said.

"I didn't react and vomited it out." Ji Ning was still embarrassed, "That one is too sour, this one is not sour."

Cheng Yi looked at her pretty appearance and raised the corners of her mouth slightly. Without saying a word, she leaned over and gently sucked at her red lips.

Her big palm covered the back of her head and slowly rubbed it.

He moved gently, licked Ji Ning's lips and teeth little by little, rolled up the hawthorn in her mouth, slowly let go of her, pecked her lips, and then sat back.

Ji Ning's heartbeat was still accelerating: "..."

Roll her hawthorn and then don't return it?

He really proved with practical actions that he really didn't dislike her at all.

Cheng Yi continued to drive, Ji Ning took a long time to slow down, and the more he thought about it, he felt more ashamed and angry. He stretched out a finger and poked him.
Chapter completed!