Ye Jiaqi just nestled against Josnian's chest, motionless, just leaning against him.

She felt so cold, but his chest was warm.

You can keep yourself warm by leaning on him.

Josnian's big hands gently stroked her hair and hugged her, with a deep expression on his face.

Ye Jiaqi's throat was blocked, he couldn't breathe up or down, and his eyes were always red.

Although he has nothing in common with Song Shaoyan, at least... he is an acquaintance.

"Are you going to the Song family?" Ye Jiaqi asked softly.

"I don't have time recently, Shao Jun will handle this matter."

"What about Song Shaoyan's grandfather? Will he know?"

"I will not tell anyone about this matter for the time being. Grandpa Song Shaoyan is old and not in good health. He cannot withstand this kind of blow. No one will say that Shao Jun will handle everything in South Africa."

"Why is he going to South Africa...Isn't it bad to be in the capital?" Ye Jiaqi was a little sad.

Josnian understood who Ye Jiaqi was talking about.

He said calmly: "When Shao Yan went to South Africa, Mr. Qiao happened to be very busy, so I didn't pay much attention. When he left the capital, he didn't say hello to anyone."

Ye Jiaqi couldn't say a word for a while.

Her mood swings seemed much greater than Josnian's.

In front of my eyes, the appearance of a small candy suddenly appeared.

The little girl is lively and cute, bouncing around, and her eyebrows are very similar to Song Shaoyan's.

As long as Ye Jiaqi closes his eyes for a moment, he will think of little candies.

No wonder Sister-in-law Wu said on the phone that the little girl has been crying today. It turns out... they are connected by blood.

"Don't think too much, this matter has nothing to do with you." Josnian stroked her hair, "I will handle whatever needs to be handled."

"I know." Ye Jiaqi hugged his waist, "It's just a little uncomfortable."

She also knew why she felt so uncomfortable.

She was afraid that one day Josnian would no longer want her.

Now she can still hold him and nestle in his arms. If he doesn't want her anymore, who should she hug...

"Don't think too much." Josnian was used to seeing right and wrong, and his expression was particularly calm.

Ye Jiaqi suddenly climbed up on the sofa, hooked his neck, found his lips, and kissed him passionately and proactively.

"Ye Jiaqi..." He frowned.

However, Ye Jiaqi did not stop at all.

She kissed him and nibbled his thin lips.

Afraid of losing, afraid of that feeling of emptiness.

The rest of life is long. How can you survive the long night without a loved one by your side?

This kiss, no matter what.

She is afraid.

Her small hands rubbed back and forth on his neck and chin, and she kissed him passionately and deeply.

This was the first time that she kissed him like crazy. As she kissed, her little hands went down his sweater and pressed against his chest.

Her hair was messy and her breath was unstable.

But, she didn't care about anything, she just wanted to kiss him.

There was a dark light in Josnian's eyes. No matter how rational he was, he could not resist Ye Jiaqi's teasing methods.

Reason is gradually taken over by lust.

Ye Jiaqi tried to push Josnian down on the sofa, but was eventually pushed down by this man.

His deep voice was slightly hoarse and depressed, and his sharp eyes locked hers tightly: "Want it?"

Ye Jiaqi bit his lips: "Isn't it obvious enough?"

She wants him, wants to have him.
Chapter completed!