Ji Jianing Commits Suicide, And They Are Going To Watch

"What if something happened? You are so unreliable, Li Shaoling!"

He pouted helplessly as he watched Ji Weixi carry the little one into his bedroom, and went to take a shower.

The boy was being very fussy as well, asking to play games right after having a yogurt.

Ji Weixi simply stayed aside and watched, not quite understanding the game.

Soon, she was enveloped within the faint cool fragrance of soap.

She shifted restlessly, but Li Shaoling commanded, "Lights off, son. Time to sleep."

The little one quickly put down his phone and got off the bed. "Alright!"

With the lights turned off, the little one covered himself in a blanket and settled on the pillow. Even breaths could soon be heard.

That was when she felt him, and a certain part of his body was awakening.

"Let me go, Li Shaoling!" Ji Weixi squealed quietly in embarrassment.