The president's surrogate wife, he always wants to escape

"I was scared to death. I thought he would scold me."

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Ji Cheng walking straight to the kitchen. Ji Ye patted his chest.

Ji Cheng looked very much like his deceased father when he had a straight face. Sometimes his scalp went numb just looking at Ji Cheng.

Fortunately, Ji Cheng and his father have different personalities. One is cold and the other is irritable.

It's not that Ji Ye doesn't like to talk naturally, but his father is so talkative and loud that when he scolds him, the whole villa echoes, and his earwax is about to explode.

As time went by, he became less talkative, because his father was already noisy, and if he kept making noises, the house would really become uninhabitable.

Ji Cheng and 49 were born before their father passed away, and they were talked about for several years. They were probably yelled at and frightened, and they were as talkative as him. The father and son couldn't even utter a word together for a whole day.

His father even took him for a paternity test because he talked less. When he came home, his mother beat him so violently that she even interrupted him with a feather duster.

The little Ji Ye watched silently, calmly doing his homework after watching.

But within a few years, my mother passed away, and my father began to talk less and less, but his temper became more and more fiery, and no one could suppress it.

He remembered that before his father passed away, he dressed himself up very energetically, with his hair smoothed, put on the military uniform he was most proud of in his life, put on his medal, and then quietly lay on the bed and left with his mother's photo in his arms. died.

He didn't cry. His father was destined to die naturally and without pain or disaster.

"Damn old man, he won't let anyone live in peace even if he dies." Ji Ye scolded while wiping away tears.

Suddenly Ji Cheng came out of the dining room. He immediately sat up straight, soaked his feet and picked up the newspaper.

Let me go, why is it reversed?

Ji Ye quickly straightened the newspaper and looked down at it without daring to look up. His ears were filled with the sound of Ji Cheng's footsteps walking this way.

Um? Uh huh huh? Why do you feel like you are heading towards me?

Ji Ye's hand holding the newspaper was shaking a little. On the first day when Ji Cheng and Han Mo were separated, he knocked on the door and scolded Ji Cheng once. At that time, Ji Chenghan opened the door with a scary face and startled him. I didn't dare to say anything and left immediately.

Now that he remembered Ji Cheng's expression at that time, he was still frightened. It was a face that was extremely sinister after being disturbed.

Oh my god! Oh my god! Really coming towards me.

Ji Ye held his breath hopelessly, his father's face was all in his mind, and he had a psychological shadow from being beaten too many times.

There was a sudden click, the sound of a can being placed on the glass coffee table.

Ji Ye was confused. He poked his head out from the side of the newspaper and glanced at the coffee table in front of him.

Ji Ye was stunned when he saw the canned coconut juice on the coffee table. He blinked hard and opened it again, but the coconut juice was still there.

This, this, this... this kid was possessed in the middle of the night?

Ji Ye, who opened the newspaper with both hands, couldn't believe it and hurriedly looked up at Ji Cheng, who was standing opposite the coffee table.

Ji Cheng said nothing and observed Ji Ye calmly, because 49 had just sent him a text message, saying that Ji Ye was not in a good mood and asked him to accompany him when he went downstairs.

Tutu, why are you looking at me suddenly? Could it be that you want to settle my account for knocking on the door? It’s already been two days, isn’t it?

The guilty Ji Ye's heart trembled because Ji Cheng looked like anyone but his father.

"Ahem, what, is there something wrong?"

Ji Ye pretended to be calm and asked Ji Cheng bravely.

"fine."

Ji Cheng sat down on the sofa, opened the can with a click, raised his head and poured the coffee into his stomach.

What do you mean, why are you still sitting down? You shouldn't go back to accompany your eldest daughter-in-law?

Ji Ye, who couldn't guess what Ji Cheng wanted to do, was really scared! I'm going to have a heart attack.

However, Ji Cheng didn't give any explanation. After drinking the coffee, he put the can on the coffee table, took out his mobile phone and made a phone call for ten minutes. He just crossed his long legs and leaned on the sofa, looking at Ji Ye opposite him, with his hands on his thighs and fingers interlocked.

Ji Ye, who was holding the newspaper, kept his mouth shut and looked at Ji Cheng, his heart beating wildly.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes, four minutes...

Oh, no, you little brat, just say what you want. Why are you staring at me?

Ji Ye wailed in his heart, and the water for soaking his feet was cold, but he didn't dare to just leave and leave Ji Cheng here.

Ji Cheng didn't want to do anything at all. He just listened to 49 and spent some time with Ji Ye. No, the time was already set.

But Ji Ye, who didn't know it, was panicking! He secretly glanced at Ji Cheng, who was sitting on the sofa across from him, and reached out to pick up the coconut juice on the coffee table to take a sip to calm down his shock. He was shocked when he said: Oh my god, it's so cold.

Ji Ye almost threw the coconut milk on the coffee table. He would have done this if Ji Cheng hadn't been staring at him.

After picking it all up, Ji Ye couldn't help but drink. He could only grit his teeth and pull open the can, raised his head and closed his eyes and took a few sips of coconut juice.

As soon as this iced coconut juice hits my stomach, I can feel it flowing everywhere, and my whole body will feel cold.

Oh my God! How could he drink it all in one go when the coffee was so cold?

Ji Ye looked at the empty jar Ji Cheng put on the coffee table with a ghosted expression. There were still water droplets dripping from the jar, and the glass surface was covered with water, which showed how iced the coffee was.

Ji Ye couldn't help but shudder. Not only was the coconut juice too cold, but the water for soaking his feet was also cold.

Ji Ye shook his head, and Ji Cheng glanced into the bucket, got up and walked to the kitchen.

While Ji Ye was in the circle, Ji Cheng came back with a hot water bottle and poured the hot water into the bucket.

Ji Ye's body trembled, and he looked up blankly at Ji Cheng, who was leaning over to pour water.

He squeezed his thigh hard, it hurt, but he didn't dream.

But what happened tonight? The younger son on the front foot had just peeled an orange for him, and the older son on the back foot was pouring water for his feet?

If he hadn't been sober, Ji Ye would really have thought he was in a dream.

"Don't soak for too long, it's not good for your health."

Ji Cheng put the hot water bottle on the coffee table and sat back on the sofa opposite.

"Oh okay, okay."

Ji Ye responded stupidly, keeping his eyes on Ji Cheng. Today's eldest son was too gentle, which made him feel unreal.

"The training is not going well?"

There was still time, so Ji Cheng simply chatted with Ji Ye.

But Ji Ye seemed to have really seen a ghost. He looked at Ji Cheng in panic and said, "Son'er...Son, why don't dad call you a doctor?"

Ji Cheng knew that Ji Ye would react this way. After all, they had been father and son for more than 30 years and had not sat down to chat.

"Guess, housekeeper, housekeeper, housekeeper, call the doctor, call the doctor quickly."

Ji Ye shouted in the direction of the kitchen in a hurry.

Ji Cheng was speechless. Was he going to call the Taoist priest to exorcise him in the next second?

buzzing...

Ji Chengding's alarm clock finally rang.

He got up from the sofa without any hesitation and left a message to Ji Ye, "It's cold, go to bed early."

After saying that, he took the honey water he brought for Han Mo and went up to the second floor.

Ji Ye blinked and was stunned the whole time. It wasn't until Ji Cheng disappeared on the stairs that he realized that Ji Cheng seemed to have stayed with him on purpose.

"No, just tell me directly when you're with me, and do something weird to scare me."

Ji Ye covered his chest and cursed, his face was still pale, and his cells were almost frightened to death.

Despite the scolding, Ji Ye was still a little moved.

In recent years, both father and son have been busy on missions and rarely meet each other. It feels good to sit down and talk occasionally.

"That kid must have told him that I was in a bad mood."

Ji Ye was no longer afraid of the cold, so he picked up the can of coconut juice and drank it happily. Although his two sons talked little, they still cared about him in their hearts.