The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

As soon as he said this, Xia Ling's eyes immediately lit up.

In the study.

The young girl suddenly turned around and looked at Ji Wenhan.

"Uncle, you just said that you like me?" The joy in her voice was beyond words. She looked at Ji Wenhan and anxiously asked, afraid that she was dreaming.

Ji Wenhan's ears were originally a little red, but he calmed down at this time.

He would not deny it if he had already said it.

"Okay."

The tall man's ink-like deep eyes stared at the young girl, and there was still some complicated emotions in his eyes.

Ji Wenhan had always been a rational person, but this time, the girl had brought the two men down from the plane and talked to Cross as if there was no one else around.

His rationality had somewhat collapsed.

"Xiaxia..."

Ji Wenhan let out a long breath, as if he wanted to spit out all the air in his chest.

That slender hand caressed the girl's face.

"Perhaps I don't just like you, I...love you."

A deep and magnetic voice sounded in the room.

When he said this, Ji Wenhan felt as if a huge stone had been placed on his heart.

"Wenhan..."

The girl murmured softly.

She held his shoulder, tiptoed, and kissed his thin lips.

"I love you too!"

Ji Wenhan was like a pure-hearted defender of the path.

Woman...

In his heart, there was only the vague concept of a wife.

She was on par with him and treated him with respect.

But now, feeling the sweetness of love, the world seemed to have changed.

"Uncle, outside, Cross and Ferdinand are still waiting."

Recovering from Ji Wenhan's overbearing kiss, Xia Ling pushed him. Her pale face was dyed with a thin blush, like a beautiful sunset.

Ji Wenhan's deep eyes moved slightly, but he slowly recovered.

His slender hand held Xia Ling's, and he brought her to his side with a gentle expression.

"Let's go, then we'll go out now."

"You go and tell Cross that you can't marry him next month. Because your marriage partner isn't him... It's me!"

Ji Wenhan's thin lips curled into a smile as he said this in a gentle voice. He calmly helped the girl tidy up her clothes.

He couldn't wait to see how interesting Cross and Ferdinand's expressions would be when they saw him and Ji Xiaxia together?

"Uncle..."

She stalled Ji Wenhan.

Xia Ling felt a little guilty. After all, she had used Cross and Ferdinand to scheme against Ji Wenhan. If he knew the truth about this, would Ji Wenhan explode?

Xia Ling wanted to use a delaying tactic to drag things out, so she said quickly.

"I haven't confessed to Cross yet. Where did the marriage come from?"

Ji Wenhan: "Oh?"

The man narrowed his eyes. How could an old fox be so easy to fool? From her words, he had already come back to his senses.

At first, he was confused by the situation and was confused by love, but now...

"That's right, uncle told me not to say anything. I brought him back first. I didn't even confess, so how could I ask him to get married? Cross, I'm afraid he won't pay attention to me either, right?"

The girl's voice became softer as she spoke. She secretly looked at Ji Wenhan's unfathomable expression, and the more she spoke, the less confident she felt.

She simply didn't care about anything.

Her small face directly buried into Ji Wenhan's embrace, as if she was already like this, what else could she do...?

That white hand tightly gripped his collar, as if she was afraid that Ji Wenhan would go back on his word.