Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

He raised his head and looked into his clear eyes without blinking.

He and Wen Zhigu's... child.

Once in Wen Zhigu's belly, he had to touch the child Wen Zhigu's belly greeted him every day and night.

Ji Xubai spent countless difficult days and nights in Beige, but from the beginning to the end, he was firm in his beliefs, and he never felt really uncomfortable, but at this moment, he looked at the child in front of him, who was so similar to him. The clean child's eye sockets were slightly hot, and his eyes were vaguely stained with an indescribable emotion.

Ji Xubai slightly opened his lips in a trance: "What's your name?"

Wen Jian looked up at him, and replied truthfully: "Wen Jian."

"Do you know who I am?"

Wen Jian shook her head, subconsciously looked at the mother behind him, but the mother did not look at him, but turned her head away, unwilling to give him an answer.

Ji Xubai pulled the corner of his lips slightly, and told Wen Jian: "I am your father."

When he said these words, Ji Xubai could feel his throat choked up, the feeling of burning his throat was tingling and uncomfortable.

Wen Jian looked straight in front of her eyes, with no description on her face, and said in a clear and immature voice, "Wen Jian only has a mother, not a father."

As Wen Jian said, she stood by Wen Zhigu's side, and said to Ji Xubai unhurriedly: "Please leave, don't bother my mother anymore."

Probably thought that there are thousands of possibilities of reunion, but never thought that Wen Jian was not willing to recognize him.

It was probably at that moment that a trace of bitterness permeated from my heart, and there was no way to go.

After a long time, he finally nodded slowly, looked at Wen Zhigu, then lowered his head to look at Wen Jianxu, who had never shown his words, and said softly, "Okay, take care of your mother."

he's gone.

Wen Jian watched the white skirt go away, tiptoed to look out of Wen's house, but she couldn't see anyone anymore.

Wen Jian bit her lips tightly, and pressed them tightly, not wanting to let her emotions leak out.

"Little Jane..." Wen Zhigu lowered his head and squatted down slowly, looked at Wen Jian, pulled the corner of his mouth bitterly, and said softly, "Did you say this for your mother's sake?"

Wen Jian shook her head, "No, I only want mother."

Wen Jian handed her the snacks he bought, "Mother, you like them all."

Wen Zhigu took it, but his heart was sour, he didn't know what to say.

"I bought the paint, and I'm going to paint Qingzhi's younger sister."

Wen Jian shook the paint in her hand at her and said.

Wen Zhigu nodded slightly, "Go."

Wen Jian went back to her room, closed the door, sat on the ground, and cried silently with her head in her arms.

Xiao Jane saw her father...

Little Jane has a father...

Little Jane can't have a father...

The little guy has never experienced such a setback since he was sensible, but he experienced what is broken and incomplete in this day.

...

Wen Zhigu was standing outside Wen Jian's door, lying still, she could clearly hear the little guy's suppressed cries.

Little Jane seems to have never felt so uncomfortable...

Wen Zhigu slowly closed his eyes, opened them again, walked out with lowered eyebrows.

Holding the snack that Wen Jian sold her in his hand, he squatted on the messy steps and lowered his head to take a sip.

It's sweet.

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(Fifth watch; whether you want to update it at night depends on your support)