Is Aunt Ji not gentle anymore?

Han Qian, who was enjoying Aunt Ji's massage service, whispered in his heart.

The idea was subsequently rejected!

No!

Aunt Ji is just not gentle with nursery rhymes, she is quite polite to An An and Yeats!

The main nursery rhyme is really lacking!

Aunt Ji doesn't want to have a baby. Ji Jing had a strong idea of ​​​​having an abortion at first, and Ji Jing has been afraid of it. Fortunately, Beloved is a girl. If it were a boy, there would be a big conflict between her and Yan Qingqing, and now Beloved will be with Ji Jing. Quarreling is inseparable from nursery rhymes.

Coupled with the impulsive abortion caused by nursery rhymes, the Han family lost one child!

Aunt Ji may not be warm and kind, but Aunt Ji takes human life very seriously.

In addition, the nursery rhymes in the past two days have tempted her to say nonsense to Han Qian, and then she was called and scolded by Yan Qingqing, Wen Nuan, and Cai Qinghu!

How much anger is accumulated in my heart.

Ji Jing gently rubbed Han Qian's face, then walked into the guest room, and came out not long after, smiling softly at An An and Ye Zhi.

"It's getting late, you two should go and have a rest early. The bed has been made for you~ I've prepared boiled water for you, Ye Zi, remember to drink it~ An'an, I've prepared a pillow for you."

An An and Ye Zhi looked at each other, stood up and walked into the guest room. At this time, Ji Jing walked to Han Qian and said softly.

"My eldest nephew, you are also very tired. Go to bed early and refresh yourself!"

Ji Jing almost pulled Han Qian into the bedroom, squatted beside the bed, pecked Han Qian on the lips, and said softly.

"I still have something to do, it will take about an hour or so. I won't be with you~ I love you, I love you."

Ji Jing went out, and Han Qian heard the sound of locking the door with a key.

this···

Why does it feel so scary?

Ji Jing took a deep breath and walked out to see the yard. She found a pair of white rubber gloves in the old man's warehouse, followed by a mask, goggles, a hat, and an apron.

Aunt Ji walked towards Nursery Rhyme's room holding the twine like a butcher.

"Lock the door?"

Ji Jing laughed, took out the key and opened the door!

Then there was a burst of screaming and roaring in the room.

About half an hour later, Ji Jing walked out of Nursery Rhyme's room, took off her gloves and other messes, picked up a tissue and wiped the sweat on her forehead and walked into the bathroom!

While Ji Jing was taking a bath, An An and Ye Zhi whispered together.

"Why do I feel that something is wrong with Aunt Ji today? Is this a settlement of grudges?"

Yeats shook his head.

"I don't know, I don't care, it has nothing to do with me!"

Yeats lay on the bed to sort out Han Qian's recent itinerary. He also had to sort out Han Qian's itinerary. He had too many things to do, and many small details were ignored. Cheng Jin was discharged from the hospital and Han Qian was not in Binhai. You can't retire. People won’t be able to pass through, right?

While Yeats was planning Han Qian's itinerary, Yan Qingqing, Nuan Wen and Yu Shici came back. Wen Nuan slumped on the sofa, looking at Ji Jing walking out of the bathroom, Nuan Nuan swallowed.

"Aunt Ji, do you have food? I'm so hungry!"

Ji Jing wiped her hair and said softly.

"Is the sauerkraut copper hot pot okay? An An bought it tonight. There should be some mutton and small seafood. Please take a shower first and I'll get it for you."

Yu Shici stood up to help, Ji Jing laughed softly.

"It's been a busy day. Your work is harder than mine. I can just do the cooking~"

At this time, Yan Qingqing suddenly spoke.

"Where are the nursery rhymes?"

She saw two little heads poking out from the door of the guest room, but Yan Qingqing was surprised when she didn't see the nursery rhyme.

Ji Jing narrowed her eyes and smiled.

"I don't know!"

Ji Jing went to the kitchen, and Yan Qingqing was still a little confused. At this time, An An pointed to the door of the guest room opposite. Yan Qingqing went to open the door with doubts, but found that the door was locked, and turned to look at An An.

An An and Yeats nodded at the same time.

Then Yeats' head hit An An's chin, and the two little heads retracted at the same time.

Yan Qingqing took out the key and opened the door with doubts. Looking at the nursery rhyme tied to the bed, Yan Qingqing screamed.

"What the hell, the art of bondage? Where's the pig bondage?"

Nursery Rhyme was lying on the bed, her arms and legs were tied behind her back and connected with a thread, and a ball of towel was stuffed in her mouth.

Yan Qingqing tilted her head and looked at the nursery rhyme, then turned around and opened the door and shouted.

"Yeats, are you sick? Can't you change this problem?"

Yeats covered his head and opened the door, shouting with wide eyes.

"What's wrong with me? This matter has nothing to do with me!"

At this time Nuan Nuan came out of the bathroom, wiped his hair and frowned.

"What's wrong? What are you shouting for? If it's not you, it's An An. No one would be so boring except you two."

An An covered her chin with one hand, stretched out her left hand to scratch the air, and said with a warm smile.

"We are almost the same!"

An An immediately became unhappy and grabbed the hem of the loose scarf to straighten up.

"I'm Forty Mai!"

Nuan Nuan frowned.

"What forty miles?"

Yeats put one hand on his chest and smiled.

"I have sixty miles, right?"

Yu Shici, who was sitting on the sofa, smiled.

"You said you have small breasts~"

An An nodded seriously and whispered softly.

"Yes, yes, I said you have small breasts."

Wen Nuan still didn't come back to her senses. At this time, Yan Qingqing walked from Tong Yao's room to the kitchen. Then she saw Tong Yao rushing into the kitchen disheveled. Yan Qingqing curled her lips and said.

"Don't think about warmth. When you're driving, stick your hands out of the window. The air resistance brought by speed is what they say. You? It's too small for me to hold on when there's a tailwind!"

"oh!"

Wen Nuan was surprisingly calm, standing in front of the mirror and blowing her hair.

The kitchen was also surprisingly calm. Han Qian was hiding in the room and did not dare to go out. He wanted his wife to open the door for him, but they were chatting about breasts and Han Qian did not dare to go out.

Duang!

boom!

Someone seemed to have bumped into her door. Yan Qingqing covered her head and squatted at Han Qian's door. Wen Nuan turned her head and raised her fingers at An An.

"Little An'an, come here! My sister loves you very much."

An An kept retreating and whined when he was finally forced into a corner.

"Yeats help me!"

Yeats said in a low voice with an expressionless face.

"Look at this poem! I..."

Duang!

An An burst into tears and simply lay down on the ground. Yeats's heart skipped a beat, and then he quickly put down his tablet and looked at the warmth coming over.

"It's so warm~ I ordered hairy crabs from Xieduhui and they will be delivered to you shortly."

The warmth and murderous look in his eyes suddenly stopped. The murderous look in his eyes disappeared. He stretched out two fingers. Yeats stretched out two fingers tentatively.

"yeah?"

Wen Nuan shook his head.

"No! Eat two! Big ones! I'm going to find Han Qian. What do you mean by hiding in the room and pretending to be dead?"

An An was lying on the ground wiping her tears.

"He was locked in by Aunt Ji."

Wen Nuan took out the key and opened the door. Looking at Han Qian lying on the bed, Wen Nuan closed the door and took a deep breath, then jumped up and threw himself on the bed.

But it only jumps about one centimeter!

Han Qian held the girl in his arms and groaned.

"If you want to torture me to death, just say so!"

Nuannuan pinched Han Qian's face with both hands and whispered.

"What happened to Aunt Ji and Tongyao? Why are they so stubborn?"

Just as Han Qian was about to speak, Yan Qingqing covered her head and said angrily.

"Nuan Nuan, don't talk nonsense and harm him. Can we two live in harmony?"

Nuan Nuan raised his head and said proudly.

"Since ancient times, humans and animals cannot communicate. This is the law!"

"It's time to eat~"

When Ji Jing's voice came, Nuan Nuan got up and walked out the door in a hurry.

As long as Han Qian is around, nothing is more important than eating. While eating, Nuan Nuan asked Yeats when the crabs would be delivered. Tong Yao picked up half a crab from the pickled cabbage pot and put it on a warm plate, saying softly.

"Eat the small one first! Then eat the big one tomorrow! An'an, don't you want to eat it?"

"If you don't want to eat, I'm going to buy a forehead protector, one from Naruto!"

With Nuan Nuan and Han Qian both here, there won't be any gloomy mood in this home.

Han Qian looked at the harmonious dining table.

The war between Tong Yao and Ji Jing seemed to have come to an end. He just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Tong Yao speak.

"Aunt Ji, let's share a bed tonight! Whoever runs away, Han Qian is the grandson!"

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