Author: Feifei my heart

He lowered his eyes and listened quietly. His skin was slightly pale, with black hair, delicate facial features, a high nose bridge, thin lips, and exceptionally clean and smooth profile lines. His light brown eyes always looked gentle and calm.

Then refuse politely and distantly.

The girl nodded sadly.

He suddenly raised his head, saw Qin Ting'an, smiled, and walked towards her: "Ting'an."

Qin Ting'an stood there: "Are you busy today?"

Ji Yanli said it was okay. Someone came quickly on a shared bicycle. He reached out and grabbed her wrist and pulled her behind her: "Be careful."

The fingertip temperature is warm.

Qin Ting'an staggered a bit and put her shoulder against his, getting used to such a temperature.

The girl they were chatting with over there looked at them and thought they had someone.

Ji Yanli turned into a human form a year ago, but there were restrictions. He could not leave Qin Ting'an too far, otherwise he would disappear.

And he is still a gangster.

Fortunately, Ji Yanli already knew the human world very well at that time, so he went through some means to obtain a certificate, and then considered the issue of making a living. After all, he still had to raise children.

Finally I chose painting.

This is not difficult for Ji Yanli.

His painting style comes from a hundred billion light years away. His painting style is quiet, powerful and niche. He has a regular fan base on the Internet and has been receiving manuscripts in this field one after another. He is relatively well-known in the industry and can make a living.

He rented a house near Jiangbei University, which was close to Qin Ting'an, making it easier to take care of him, and then saved money.

When Qin Ting'an graduates from university, he will be able to buy an apartment for his children.

I still want to have my own home.

Ji Yanli walked with Qin Ting'an on the roadside, side by side. Qin Ting'an walked on the inside. He turned his head and asked her about things at school, his voice was slow.

The sun shone down from high in the sky, and his side face was shrouded in the dim light, giving it a somewhat illusive and blurry feel.

Qin Ting'an squinted his eyes and couldn't see clearly, so he held his finger and felt the real temperature before answering: "There are a lot of things on my back, but nothing else."

"Tell me something." Ji Yanli nodded and took her into the supermarket to buy some daily necessities and vegetables.

He pays attention to balanced nutrition, keeps everything organized, and is never in a hurry.

More accurate and easier to use than a computer.

In the huge supermarket, Ji Yanli was pushing a shopping cart with one hand. He was tall and long-legged, with handsome features. Qin Ting'an was selecting in the front, looking attentively, with his long black hair hanging behind him.

"Ji Yanli, salad dressing or ketchup?"

Ji Yanli took a look and put it back: "There are too many additives. I'll make my own for you when I go back."

"All right."

There was a child nearby who was clamoring to get in the shopping cart, but the parents had no choice but to let him get in.

When Ji Yanli saw it, he chuckled lazily, bent his slender joints and lightly pressed on the railing of the cart: "Ting'an, come up."

Qin Ting'an: "..."

"I'm not a child."

"I've grown up."

She looked at Ji Yanli and said, "Slim."

Ji Yanli raised his hand and rubbed her head, messing up her hair. It didn't feel good. He fixed it for her and tucked her hair behind her ears. He followed her and said, "Well, I've grown up. So the big boy

Remember to drink a glass of milk tonight too."

The evening breeze was slightly cool, and a lamp was on in the residential building. It was just an ordinary day among the trivial days.

Later, after the exam and winter vacation, Qin Ting'an returned to Yuncheng.

That year there was a blizzard in Yuncheng, which was the heaviest snowfall in recent years. It was extremely cold and freezing.

Qin Ting'an knocked on the door with nutritional supplements in both hands.
Chapter completed!