Mister Li, the Heart Bandit

Chapter 71 The Little Treasure Bag Turns Into A Mortgage Tool

The father and son pushed the door away, and Ji Weixi first cleaned the house.

She saw Li Shaoling's suitcase in the corner. One was left open and the other was open.

Inside are neatly stacked with black and white clothes, no other colors.

She had the urge to stack his clothes in the closet, but eventually stopped.

He just borrowed it temporarily, maybe one day he was tired and left.

She cares much about this gossip.

Ji Weixi went to the bathroom to take a bath, and also washed twice, probably following Li Shaoling's words.

After washing, she remembered that the towels had not been removed from the balcony.

Anyway, she's the only one in the family, so it's okay to go out alone ...

Ji Weixi pushed open the bathroom door, stepped off his shoes, hurried through the living room, and walked to the balcony.

Just then, the living room was blasted with a bit of cool breeze.

Ji Weixi turned his head subconsciously, which was exactly the opposite of Li Shaoling who came in.

She took a deep breath and drank the weight of lead under her feet, and yelled out a 'Cao' in her heart.

Li Shaoling stood at the door and stopped. He Rutan's eyes stared at her fierce figure, stupid and dumb.

Time seemed to stand still.

One second ...

Five seconds ...

Ten seconds ...

No one dared to breathe, Ji Weixi felt two flames burning on his body.

Lie in a big slot!

She turned her head mechanically, pretending that nothing had happened, and calmly went to the balcony to get a bath towel. When he wrapped his face, his cheeks became hot.

Then she wiped her hair and asked casually, "Why are you back?"

In fact, her mind had been chaotic for a long time.

Li Shaoling turned his gaze, "I forgot my wallet."

"Where is the son?"

"Mortgage at the supermarket."

Ji Weixi ran away instantly, no matter how shy or not, shouted: "Li Shaoling! Are you your dad!"

She was about to explode, this **** and unreliable father!

She stared at Li Shaoling, who took the wallet. "If my son is lost, I'll be with you!"

Her chest was undulating and her bath towel slipped down, and the spring was infinite.

Li Shaoling's eyes were red and his face calm: "Isn't it in bed with me? I like it."

"You ... !!!" Ji Weixi pointed at the back of his departure, and was almost out of breath.

Out of the house, Li Shaoling felt a warm stream running down his nose.

Pat

A drop of bright red blood dropped a flower on the ground.

His face was abnormal, and his ears got into the car red.

Inside the supermarket.

"Brothers and sisters, don't worry, my dad will be back soon! I'm sorry to trouble you."

The little milk bag looked up and looked at the line of the long cash register because Li Shaoling had no wallet, and shouted milkily.

At first, there were some scolders, and when they heard the little milk bag, their hearts melted instantly.

"Child, what's your name?" Asked a woman in her twenties, crouching down.

"It would be nice if my sister called handsome baby."

She touched his face with a smile. "You're not modest."

The small milk bag proudly stood tall and small: "Baby's father is more handsome ~"

"Then when will your dad come?"

The little milk bag looked around with a mumbled mouth, his eyes lit up, and he hurried toward Li Shaoling: "Daddy!"

When the woman saw him, her face turned red.

It's a pity that such a handsome guy is actually a father.

"Well, Daddy, do you have a nosebleed?"

The small milk bag stared at Li Shaoling's reddish nose and asked curiously.

Li Shaoling said, "It's hot."

It's cloudy today and it's over twenty degrees.

It's hot? you sure?

Xiao Niu believes that his father is deceiving.

When the father and son returned, Ji Weixi was anxiously waiting.

"Mummy! Baby is back!"

Ji Weixi's hanging heart finally landed, and she quickly hugged him, scared to death.

"Don't go out with your father in the future."

The little milkbag blinked: "Why?"

Ji Weixi glanced at Li Shaoling, and lengheng: "In short, you are not allowed to go out with him."

Li Shaoling had some grievances: "My son is fine."

What is so fierce.