Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

No matter what, Jinchen and Jinqing had a great dinner.

Before long, they were full. Ji Shiting put them on the ground and told them not to run around after eating. They nodded and left the dining room, hand in hand.

Grandpa Ji smiled and put down his chopsticks. "I'll watch them. Eat quickly. Shengge, don't just look at him."

Ye Shengge blushed. She wasn't looking at Ji Shiting. She just wanted to know whether that man could be patient with the two kids.

However, she nodded and picked up her chopsticks.

After Grandpa Ji left the dining hall, Ye Shengge heard the man laugh.

She suddenly put her chopsticks on the desk and looked up at him.

"What's wrong?" The man looked at her as if nothing had happened, still smiling a little.

'He's mocking me, huh?'

"I want you to feed me too," Ye Shengge said stiffly.

Ji Shiting raised an eyebrow in slight bewilderment as soon as he popped a green pea in his mouth.

Ye Shengge glared at him and said, "Why? Am I not your baby? You can feed the two kids, so why can't you feed me?"

The man stared at her and chewed the green pea before swallowing.

His Adam's apple rolled.

Ye Shengge yelled, "I won't eat if you don't feed me. I'll just starve to death!"

She was thick-skinned enough to do it if he dared to refute!

Ji Shiting smiled and nodded slightly before saying calmly, "Okay."

He then stood up and walked to Ye Shengge.

Ye Shengge gave him the chair. After the man sat down, she finally sat on his lap in satisfaction.

Ji Shiting held her with one arm and looked at the dining table.

"What do you want to eat?"

Ye Shengge leaned against him and said with slight dissatisfaction, "Don't you remember what I like to eat?"

Ji Shiting looked at her.

Ye Shengge met his gaze with widened eyes.

The man smiled again, picked up a prawn and put it to her lips.

Ye Shengge opened her mouth to eat it, feeling slightly comforted.

At least he hadn't forgotten what she liked to eat.

However, after swallowing it, she still continued being picky. She said, "It's cold."

Ji Shiting paused and said as patiently as he could, "I'll ask Sister Xiu to heat it up or make another serving. Have some soup first."

She humphed and reluctantly accepted the arrangement.

Ji Shiting looked at her but didn't say anything. He scooped a bowl of soup and fed her spoon after spoon.

However, Ye Shengge said, "Too greasy."

Ji Shiting frowned and looked at the soup bowl. The helpers usually made home-cooked food with fine ingredients. The grease in the soup had also been cleared before being served.

And she wasn't satisfied?

Ye Shengge could see the accusatory gaze in his eyes, but she didn't feel guilty at all. "I don't like to drink this anyway."

She wanted to see how patient that man was towards her.

At least for now, Ji Shiting's patience wasn't exhausted yet. He didn't say anything and pushed the soup bowl aside and gave her some vegetables.

Ji Shiting picked up all the dishes on the table for her, and Ye Shengge criticized them all.

The man put down his chopsticks and asked, "Are you full?"

"No way! I'm starving!" Ye Shengge looked at him accusingly.