Before my grandfather died, he forced me to marry the richest man in the imperial capital

It was already 9:[-] when Tang Junyao woke up again, and the seat beside her was already empty.

She stretched out her hand and subconsciously touched the place beside her. The sheets were no longer warm, and she should have been up for a long time.

Not only is Ji Hancheng gone, but even Xiaoyuzi is gone.

If it wasn't for the dots on her body that reminded her of what happened last night, she would most likely think it was a dream.

The memories of last night flooded back, every movement, every word seemed to be playing in front of my eyes, my ears were slightly hot, and my throat was a little tight. At the last moment last night, I remembered Ji Hancheng said, stay until Yixin garden.

Is there anything in Yixin Garden?

While thinking about it, his eyes stared blankly at a certain point on the curtain, and he saw God.

The man had been standing by the bed for a long time without her noticing. He strode towards the bed and sat down. He pursed his lips and asked, "What are you thinking about early in the morning, huh?"

The slight vibration of the bed made her withdraw her thoughts, she turned her head and looked lazily at the man beside the bed who was looking down at her, and asked, "What time did you get up?"

Seeing that she had regained her senses, she slowly leaned over and brushed the broken hair on her cheeks with her left hand, "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? Do you still want to eat sugar-free rice cakes?"

She shook her head and continued to ask, "You haven't answered my question yet?"

Ji Hancheng curled his lips, "I'll get up when you fall asleep, and my son needs to get up to pee."

So I got up to pee for my son.

"Okay, then you can call the front desk for me and prepare me a little salty breakfast."

Immediately after that, he answered, "What did Lele eat?"

Ji Hancheng kissed her tenderly on the corner of her lips, touched her fingertips, and stood up with a low smile, "Chicken porridge."

Tang Junyao: "I thought you let him eat bone porridge again?"

Ji Hancheng stood beside the bed with a smile on his face, "I'm my biological father, not my stepfather."

Tang Junyao nodded in agreement, not knowing whether she agreed with his words or his actions.

He raised his foot and was about to leave, "I'll go to the kitchen to have a look."

She hastily stretched out a hand from the bed and waved it to stop, "You just need to call, and I can eat whatever I want, it doesn't need to be so troublesome."

She is really not that particular about diet, but that's how people are. Once someone pampers her, she will subtly want to be a little woman, and she also wants to use the authority of a woman occasionally.

Now she probably is.

Her attention was on the man, completely unaware that the red marks on her neck had been exposed naked to the air, Ji Hancheng looked at her masterpiece last night, her lower abdomen tightened, her Adam's apple rolled up and down unnaturally, avoiding her eyes and sinking Said in a low voice: "It's okay, I'll go and have a look, and wake up by the way, my son is in the living room."

wake up?

It was only when he withdrew his hand that he realized that he had been exposed for a few seconds, and this man was too distracted.

Is this still missing?

Not long after, Ji Hancheng came back with breakfast, and just as Tang Junyao finished washing and was about to walk out of the room, he bumped into the man.

He quickly reached out and clasped her waist, and asked softly: "Where is the hug in the morning? Is this to thank me for bringing you breakfast?"

She pushed him lightly, and glanced at the living room, "Don't make trouble, my son is here."

I thought that he would let go immediately after saying that, but he didn't. Instead, he was imprisoned even tighter, "I don't know anything at all, and I have to write it for Xu Mingkai. I can't do business, and I'm a bunch of slickers."

Tang Junyao felt that her son was really pitiful, and couldn't bear to remind her, "Brother, your son is less than a week old, please think about him normally."

He really thought his son was a genius, but as for what he said about asking Xu Mingkai to write the lie, she was also speechless.

When he was in a daze, his lips were lightly pecked, and the two looked at each other, and he could see the joy and affection in his eyes, "Don't bother you, go and eat, it won't taste good when it's cold. "

When I came to the restaurant, I was stunned when I saw the multigrain pancakes on the table that I hadn't eaten for a long time. I couldn't hide the expression on my face. I raised my eyes and asked suspiciously, "Are you queuing up to buy pancakes?"

There should be no multigrain pancakes in the Tihao Hotel, but only small vendors. She used to stop when she was going to work, and bought a pancake and a cup of soy milk at the roadside stall in the hospital, which was a delicious breakfast.

Ji Hancheng leaned against the door frame, smiling, "Eat it quickly, I asked the chef to cook it."

With a warm heart in the morning, he chuckled, "It's really difficult to be a chef in Dihao, and you have to do everything in Class [-] Wuyi. How do you know that I like to eat this?"

Ji Hancheng didn't reveal it, but simply said: "I've seen it, those who can survive, and only those who have perfect skills can be Tihao's chef. You think everyone can come in."

Tang Junyao didn't refute this sentence. There was nothing wrong with it. To survive in this society, many skills were indeed needed.

The more ordinary people are, the more things they know, and the skills are not overwhelming, but they can still be close to them.

Tang Junyao ate a mouthful of multigrain pancakes, which tasted delicious and authentic, and drank another mouthful of soy milk, which was delicious. The man leaned on the door frame to watch, and Xiaoyouzi suddenly ran over, "Mom."

Tang Junyao looked down at her son in a low voice, "This is not something you can eat, you can't bite it."

Little Youzi was slightly displeased, and his father asked him to drink porridge again, "Porridge."

Hearing that Tang Junyao raised her eyes, she got tired of looking at the still leisurely man, "Your son is protesting to you that you give him porridge."

Ji Hancheng didn't feel anything wrong, and responded, "I don't have all my teeth, what else do you want to eat?"

Tang Junyao glanced at the poor little pomelo in her arms, raised her eyes again and said seriously: "Children are like this. They have a desire to explore and curiosity. They may think that the food adults eat is particularly delicious."

Ji Hancheng answered the question incorrectly, "Well, I want to try again, remember to give it."

Tang Junyao: He suspects that he is driving again.

Seeing her seriousness, Ji Hancheng rubbed his nose and smiled, "Well, I won't give him porridge tomorrow."

She said again earnestly, "Don't force him to write, he is only so old, and his childhood is not long. I hope Lele has a happy childhood."

She raised her head with a very serious expression, so serious that Ji Hancheng was at a loss for a moment, walked over and hugged the little grapefruit in her arms, "I know, I'll listen to you, hurry up and eat."

Tang Junyao thought that a lifetime is actually very short, and it is nothing more than three stages, childhood, youth, and old age.

Whether the time in each stage is long or short, she cannot guarantee that Lele can participate in all stages of time and give happiness, but she wants to give him a happy childhood when she can participate.

She can't guarantee the future.

Looking at the two father and son who were building blocks together in the living room, a sentence he said last night suddenly appeared in her mind, "I'm already changing it."

Yes, he is already correcting it, and he is working very hard to correct it, she can see it.

On the other side, Su Xue was hugged tightly by Lu Jinnan and apologized.

After saying sorry a hundred times in the morning, Su Xueshi had already forgiven him for his stupid behavior last night.

"Don't be angry, aunt. I was really wrong. I promise to satisfy you next time."

Su Xue was shy and blushed, "There is another time for the beauty you think of."

Lu Jinnan was thick-skinned, knowing that Su Xue wasn't very angry anymore, he smiled and kissed her lips, and said loudly, "One must know how to be strong, one must get up from where one falls."

Then he added, "Next time I'll let you try what a protracted war is. We don't use that crap, and we're not in Tees. I suspect that the little transparent ones Han Yue bought were all cheap."

Su Xue looked at the upright and upright man, Han Shao, and burst out laughing. She raised her head and refused to admit defeat. She bit the bullet and chatted with Lu Jinnan about sex, "Don't lose the chain halfway, don't talk too much."

Lu Jinnan pulled Su Xue into his arms and warned viciously, "Don't beg for mercy when the time comes."

Su Xue stretched out her hand to hug him back, put away the smile on her face, and said in a muffled voice, "Are you going for my father's birthday next month?"

Lu Jinnan backed away, looked down at Su Xue, and looked expectantly, "I can go now if you want, the worst thing is to beat me up, and I promise I won't fight back."

Su Xue: "Then I will talk to my father about our affairs in a few days."

"Okay, what gift does my dad like, so I can prepare it in advance."

Su Xue pretended to mutter, "We're not married yet, it's my dad, not your dad."

Lu Jinnan: "Sooner or later, practice in advance, so that you can yell more easily, so that I won't make a wrong call when the time comes."

Su Xue stretched out her hand and pinched Lu Jinnan's waist, and he stepped back, pressing on the leg of Little Strawberry, who was scolded by Su Xue, "Be careful, Yueyue is right behind you."

"I was wrong, I'll slow down, let's have a good morning kiss first."

After speaking, a long and deep kiss fell on Su Xue's lips, full of lingering sentimentality.

The waves are one after another, singing wantonly on the sea.

Just like Su Xue's mood at this moment.