Hearing her daughter's words, Tang Youyou immediately raised her head and stared at the man's eyes.
Ji Xiaohan was watching with great interest, but he didn't expect to be betrayed by his daughter. His unfathomable eyes were caught by the woman.
"Ahem I think your brother seems to be a little thin. I have to ask Uncle Yuan to strengthen his diet. "Ji Xiaohan was shocked. He immediately covered it up with a light cough, and then talked about his son with a serious face.
Tang Youyou snorted. This man is careful. He knows that his son is a little thin.
"Daddy, let's go out and play!" Tang Xiaonai saw that daddy cared about her brother but ignored her. She immediately ran over and grabbed daddy's big palm with her small hand. She wanted him to go out and play with her.
Ji Xiaohan is looking for an excuse to disappear, lest the woman misunderstand how much he likes her.
"Well, daddy will carry you out. Don't fall!" Ji Xiaohan stooped and hugged his daughter.
Lying in his daddy's arms, the little guy immediately beamed with joy, like a thief.
After Tang Youyou finished bathing for her son, she washed the children's clothes in the bathroom and then took a bath.
She was still wearing very conservative pajamas, which was less charming than the white shirt she wore when she bathed the children.
But it was filled with the softness and tranquility of a woman.
"Hey … I want to buy some clothes for the children tomorrow. Come with me." Ji Xiaohan saw her passing by and immediately stopped her, but he couldn't call out her name, so he just used "hey" instead.
Tang Xiaonai, who was in his arms, immediately raised her small head and murmured, "Daddy, Mommy has a name."
Tang Youyou directly dropped a sentence: "no time, I'm very busy!"
Ji Xiaohan saw that she sent him away with work again, and immediately became upset: "you know best about the height and shape of the children, and what color and style they like. You are their mother. Of course, it's up to you to buy clothes."
"I'll write down the children's preferences on a piece of paper. You can buy it tomorrow." Tang Youyou said, and went upstairs directly.
Ji Xiaohan feels that this woman is really too cold. He has so cheeky to invite her, but she refuses him directly.
"Daddy, have a good talk with Mommy. I think Mommy seems to hate you." Tang Xiaonai exposed the truth.
Tang Xiaorui sat next to him playing games on his mobile phone. Hearing this, he laughed a few times.
Ji Xiaohan, of course, can feel that this woman hates herself, but what can he do? It's just that he hates her, too.
"Darling, you play games with your brother. Daddy goes up and talks with mommy." Ji Xiaohan feels that it's necessary to have a good talk with this woman.
When Ji Xiaohan went to the bedroom on the second floor, he pushed open the door and saw that the woman was sitting cross-legged on the sofa in the room, holding a drawing pen and a book in her hand. She was staring at something with a thoughtful face.
Hearing the sound of pushing the door, Tang Youyou was awakened. She thought it was the children. She turned her head and found that it was someone annoying.
She quickly lowered her face, and Ji Ji stared at her drawing paper, ignoring him completely.
"Tang You You, can you seriously listen to me for a few words?" Ji Xiaohan has always been a strong existence, but in front of this woman, he feels that he almost loses his male charm, which makes him a little upset.
With his hands around his chest, he still leans against the door and stares at the woman's expression with his deep eyes.
"I'm busy!" Tang Youyou answered him coldly. She was really busy. She wanted to design drawings.
"No matter how busy you are, can you be as busy as me? I have to take care of the children's affairs. You can't... "
Tang Youyou heard his words, frowned, and then her pen moved quickly on the paper.
Ji Xiaohan saw that she only wrote on the paper, but didn't listen to him at all. His whole momentum was frightening in an instant.
I really want to take this woman and beat her severely. How dare she not take him seriously.
Just when Ji Xiao Han could not bear it anymore and really wanted to go up and teach her a lesson, Tang You You, who had already finished writing, grabbed the top piece of paper, and without raising his head, he directly extended his hand and handed it over to him: "Take it! Don't bother me! "
Ji Xiaohan's tall and strong body forced two steps forward, just able to reach for the paper she handed over. A pair of ink-like pupils tightened: "what is this?"
"Isn't it what you want?" Tang Youyou frowned. Didn't this man come up to her to know what special preferences the children had?
Ji Xiao Han's handsome eyebrows also twisted. He reached out his hand and took the piece of paper. He lowered his head and swept his eyes across it.
I saw that there were several paragraphs written by a woman like a ghostly peach talisman.
At first glance, it was written in an extremely irritated mood. It was different in size and the pen shape was like grass, but it was amazing to recognize what it was.
Ji Xiaohan's eyes were stiff, and his handsome face was full of coldness.
"What do you write these things to me for?" What was written on it was the color and style of clothes that the little guys particularly liked.
Tang Youyou really didn't have the patience to communicate with this man. She turned her face sideways and stared at him with a pair of beautiful eyes: "nothing, just tell you, when you buy things for the children tomorrow, choose according to the color and style on it, the children will definitely like it."
"Tang Youyou, do you have to be so indifferent to me? Anyway, I'm the father of the children. Can't we have further communication? "Ji Xiaohan was shocked at first, and then he suppressed his upset and asked her patiently.
"No!" Tang Youyou continued to lower his head and stared at the drawing paper: "sorry, I just can't, can't communicate with you well!"
"Do you hate me so much? Do you hate me so much? "Ji Xiaohan's chest was stuffy. He couldn't tell what it was like. It was as if he had been punched several times inexplicably.
Tang Youyou is silent.
The bedroom is very quiet. Even the breathing can be heard a little clearly. When she is silent, the whole room is even more dead.
Ji Xiaohan seems to be able to hear his heartbeat getting faster and faster, more and more crazy. His eyes are fixed on the petite figure of the woman.
She lowered her head, slightly messy long hair, covering half of her small face, so that the man could not see her expression at the moment.
"Well, in the future, we will take care of our own affairs. I will never come to you again to say these meaningless words." Ji Xiao Han had never received such a cruel blow before. This caused him to be extremely frustrated and infuriated.
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