Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

He walked quickly and took a breath.

"It's okay, it's just that Xiaoqing... misses the general."

"...?" Jiang Wanyun remained silent and looked at Jiang Qing again.

The poor little boy, who was in a state of confusion, needed a hug and a hug from his wife to comfort him at the moment.

Yun Si stood up and turned around.

As a result, he rushed over and hugged her tighter.

There is no need for any reserve, any rules, or any face.

Just her, just a hug.

Yun Si's hand fell loosely on his shoulder.

It was not good for her to be too close to him in front of his parents.

Helpless, he was too clingy, so she had no choice but to nod apologetically to Jiang Wanyun and said, "Mom, I'll excuse you for a while, this junior."

Jiang Wanyun looked at her youngest son who had completely lost his original arrogance and couldn't say anything.

He just waved his hand and motioned for her to go.

Yun Si had no choice but to drag a big oil bottle away.

He was like a big pendant, wishing he could hang it all on her body.

He nuzzled her neck, was quiet for a while, and then whimpered again.

It was like a newborn kitten, which had no sense of security and was acting coquettishly with her.

Yun Si had no choice but to hug him.

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After the young couple left, the prime minister and his wife were the only ones left in the study.

The two people looked at each other in silence for a while.

Jiang Wanyun stood quietly for a while, and then sighed.

He sat back on the chair, feeling lost.

"Is he really in love?"

Thinking about it, I still feel a little unbelievable.

The Prime Minister's wife walked to her side and gently covered her with her white hands.

He said in a gentle voice, "If that's the case, that's fine."

"If Xiaoqing can find a good home, there will be someone who can take good care of him in this life."

Jiang Wanyun held his hand and sighed, "I hope so."

Hopefully, they didn't choose the wrong path for him.

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Yun Si, led by Xia Lin, came to the young master's boudoir.

The young master buried himself on her back gloomily.

Yun Si carried him back to the warm house and gently placed him on the soft floor in the house.

There were soft cushions on the floor, still stained with his breath.

After putting him down, he immediately took her hand.

He raised his head and stared at her with wet eyes.

There was a circle of red around the eyes, soft, like a bullied rabbit.

All he has to do is have two rabbit ears on his head.

Yun Si looked at him and squatted on one knee.

Be patient in front of him.

"What happened? Did your father tell you?"

"..." The young master pursed his bright red lips and sniffed.

With her soft and beautiful eyelashes hanging down, she stretched out her hand to hug her again.

Like a child.

"No."

He rubbed her face and replied sullenly.

"I just want you."

Yun Si was stunned.

He was rarely so straightforward.

Even if he takes the initiative, he will only take the initiative after turning off the lights.

During the day, he——

The perverted little pity wiped his eyes and took the initiative to press his lips to hers.

While sobbing, he reached out to pull her skirt.

It was clear and sunny, and his initiative was a bit extraordinary.

Yun Si held him down immediately, "Xiao Qing——"

Before the words left her mouth, she met his red eyes.

The red lips were filled with crystal clear tears, and there were even bite marks.

He just raised his face slightly and stared at her with red eyes, like an extremely insecure brat.

Desperate for comfort.