The mother of the Bianmu is a woman who has seen strong winds and waves. She has a first-class and accurate look at people. She fell in love with Ji Tingyan at first sight. It can be seen that she must have a noble birth and elegant manners. The natural and gentleness between her eyebrows and eyes are even more impossible to be pretending.

It's really rare. She has seen many rich girls, some are interested in their interests, some are willful, some are proud and crazy, but few are as gentle as Ji Tingyan. At least, she doesn't have much contact with her. What kind of family can she cultivate such a daughter who is not arrogant, impatient and has a gentle look.

The mother of Bifang didn't dare to guess anything, so she naturally didn't dare to make guesses with the top Ji family.

"Follow me upstairs and take a look."

While waiting for dinner, Fu Ting saw Ji Tingyan pinching her fingers in a hurry and restless manner, her beautiful face was also dazed, as if she had lost all her spiritual energy. But God knows that no matter how outstanding a woman is, she will be in this state of stupidity when she first enters her husband's house.

"Um."

As if she was relieved, Ji Tingyan immediately stood up, and her mother looked at her with a smile, which put a lot of pressure on her.

"Go up and take a look. I'll eat later. I'll call you."

The mother-binding said with a smile.

Ji Tingyan followed Fu Ting to the upper floor. The villa of Fu Ting was a bit old, and the decoration was very retro. The lights in the corridor were warm. Ji Tingyan followed Fu Ting through the corridor and came to a room on the far left. She opened the door and Fu Ting walked in.

Ji Tingyan also followed in, but as soon as she stepped in, the man suddenly grabbed her wrist and gently pressed her against the wall.

"ah!"

Ji Tingyan whispered in fear. When she raised her beautiful eyes, she saw the man's evil smile. She angrily struggled to exert her wrist and pounded it on his chest: "Why are you laughing at?"

Fu Ting really loved her, so he felt it was interesting to see her nervously making a fool of herself.

"Don't be nervous, didn't you listen to my mom?

Let me bring my daughter-in-law back quickly.”

The man's low and dumb and hot breathing sprayed on her neck.

Ji Tingyan felt a numbness all over her body and couldn't escape. She could only endure the man's tweak. Her pretty face was dizzy, and her hands were also pulled on his collar: "I'm afraid I won't meet her requirements."

“No requirement.”

The man's voice was even heavier, and his thin lips had already kissed her aggrieved lips, and he gently rubbed her.

Ji Tingyan's brain burst out and it was all blank. She forgot what she was going to say just now. Her nerves were tense. Why did Fu Ting become bad when he got home? How dare he bully her like this?

But Fu Ting didn't become bad, but when he returned home, he became relaxed. He could naturally control his love for his chest. He just wanted to pull her and find a corner without anyone else, and never wanted to let her go.

Ji Tingyan breathed rapidly and her pretty face flushed, and she pushed him hard.

Fu Ting was satisfied for a moment and stopped teasing her. He held her hand, walked around the bed, pushed the door out from the other side, and there was a very elegant balcony with tables and chairs on it. Fu Ting directly pulled her to sit on the chair. In the distance, it was the sea. Under the night, the lights of the stars and lights, the sound of the waves was very far away, and the large cargo ship became smaller and passed by.

Ji Tingyan sat on his lap, looking at the sea with beautiful eyes, and suddenly felt that the scenery here was so beautiful that it would make people feel very calm.

Fu Ting reached out to the beach in the distance: "When I was a child, my brother and I often went there to play."

“Do you still have pictures of you when you were a kid?

Can I take a look?”

Ji Tingyan asked him softly.

Fu Ting Junrong was embarrassed: "Yes, yes, but I don't want to show it to you."

"Why?"

Ji Tingyan was stunned with beautiful eyes, and then demanded seriously: "If you don't show it to me, I will try it."

"Okay, okay, I'll get it for you."

Fu Ting found that his bones had become soft. When the woman's tone was tight, he had no power to resist and just wanted to coax her.

Ji Tingyan relaxed her eyebrows. After the man got up, she sat lazily in his position. After a while, the man walked over with a thick album and gently put it in her hand: "Look."

Ji Tingyan smiled with a pursed lips. What's wrong with the man's resentment?

After turning the page, I saw two pink and tender little heads in the baby's quilt. These should be taken by their brother when they were born, two small ones.

"Don't look at the front, look at the back."

Fu Ting was a little embarrassed and said in a low voice.

Ji Tingyan didn't bother to pay attention to him. She turned page by page, and the two little people were growing day by day, getting better and better. She gradually gained a little boyish atmosphere from being chubby.

"Wait, what is this?"

When she turned to the age of seven or eight, Ji Tingyan seemed to have seen something extremely fun. She stretched out her hand and pointed: "Who is this in women's clothing?"

Are you playing house?"

Fu Ting reached out to cover his eyes, obviously he had no face to look at it.

"My brother, not me."

Futing quickly explained.

Ji Tingyan took a look at the line of small words below, which was obviously written by their parents.

After reading it, Ji Tingyan couldn't help laughing a few times: "It's obviously you, but there is a name written on you below."

"We're in our turn."

Fu Tingjun's face was flushed and he was very upset. He had known that he would have taken away these embarrassing photos, and his tall image would completely collapse in the future.

Ji Tingyan looked down all the way, gradually not daring to laugh at him anymore, because when she turned to the back, the figure of her father was gone, all of them were from the three of them, mother and son. Ji Tingyan's mood became sad and painful. Her beautiful eyes looked at the man, and she seemed to be dazed when she saw him.

"I'll show you the videos of my childhood."

Ji Tingyan put together the album and asked him in a low voice: "Do you want to read it?"

Fu Ting nodded seriously: "You want to."

Ji Tingyan took out her cell phone, opened the album, flipped down, and found a video of herself as a young model on the runway: "I was seven years old."

Fu Ting took her cell phone and clicked on the video. A cute and beautiful little girl, wearing a small gauze dress, wearing a crown on her head, stepping on the rhythm of music, walked through the runway and walked towards the audience. She was young and full of aura.

Fu Ting looked at it and was a little stunned, or rather, it was amazing. At such a young age, he had such a calm temperament, and his facial features were even more beautiful. Fu Ting was a little shocked in his heart. Suddenly he thought that if he had a daughter, just like Xiao Nai did when he was a child, he would definitely cultivate her to death, create her, and let her life bloom like a flower.

"You were so beautiful when you were a kid?"

Fu Ting looked at her arrogant look when she was a child and smiled. What kind of baby does he have?

"Of course, my parents are pretty."

Ji Tingyan was a little proud.

"Xiao Nai, I suddenly want to see if we had a daughter, would it be as good as you were when you were a child."

Fu Ting suddenly approached her.
Chapter completed!