Chapter 341: Years Pass by (Part )
"Am I weak?" Shen Zhaoli asked back calmly and softly.

Wen Jiao was a little unsure of his attitude, so she gritted her teeth and continued, "What else? If this doesn't count as false, what does it count as?"

Shen Zhaoli was too lazy to argue with Wen Jiao. He closed his eyes, chuckled, and said slowly: "I will deal with you sooner or later."

Wen Jiao sensed something a bit too much in his words, which did not sound like a joke.

She closed her mouth and silently ended the topic.

It was unknown how long it had been, but Shen Zhaoli suddenly stood up with his arms propped up and looked at her.

The two were too close to each other, and even in the darkness of the night, Wen Jiao could still see Shen Zhaoli's eyes and eyebrows clearly.

She was so nervous that her voice trembled. "You... you're going to punish me now?"

"What are you thinking about every day?" Shen Zhaoli was speechless. He paused and softened his voice, with a hint of temptation, "Jiaojiao, I want to hold you while I sleep. Is that okay?"

He is accustomed to pushing his luck further.

Wen Jiao thought so.

But she still silently moved aside and said, "Then come here and hold me."

Wen Jiao never admits defeat verbally. He is always like this.

He fell asleep with a chuckle, and hugged Wen Jiao as he was told.

Wen Jiao felt his body temperature, and his hand around her waist, with a strength that was neither light nor heavy, made her heart feel imprisoned.

Wen Jiao's sleepiness had mostly dissipated. She opened her eyes and asked tentatively, "Shen Zhaoli, are you sleepy?"

"Yeah." Shen Zhaoli said, "I wasn't sleepy originally, but I felt sleepy after talking to you."

Wen Jiao was very dissatisfied, "Am I a hypnotic tool? What do you mean I am sleepy just talking to me?"

Shen Zhaoli hugged her with a sullen smile. He sighed lightly, nonchalantly, "It's hard to sleep well abroad."

"You must have had a hard time when you were abroad, right?" Perhaps because of the darkness that obscured their vision, many things that they were reluctant to say at other times were easier to say now. Wen Jiao said, "Shen Zhaoli, if I don't let go, when are you going to come back?"

Wen Jiao thought he would say something sensational.

For example, I am willing to wait until the day you are willing to accept me.

But Shen Zhaoli did not play by the rules. He said, "Then I will come back when I have given up on you."

Wen Jiao blinked and couldn't help but smile, "Oh."

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing." Wen Jiao patted the back of Shen Zhaoli's hand and said, "Go to sleep!"

The two hugged each other all night.

When Wen Jiao woke up the next day, she found herself resting her head on Shen Zhaoli's arm.

She sat up and heard the man behind her hiss softly.

Wen Jiao turned her head nervously and looked at Shen Zhaoli, "What's wrong with you?"

"My hands are numb."

"Then why didn't you move it away!" Wen Jiao was a little nervous, "What's the matter? Your arm won't be injured internally, right?" "If I moved it away, wouldn't you wake up? You slept like a pig in the second half of the night, drooling, and I really couldn't bear to wake you up." Shen Zhaoli finished speaking slowly, and the nervousness on Wen Jiao's face had turned into shock.

She subconsciously raised her hand to touch her face, and finally realized that Shen Zhaoli was playing a trick on her.

Wen Jiao was immediately annoyed, "You lied to me!"

"The main reason is that you are too easy to fool." Shen Zhaoli stood up, pinching his arm. He walked towards the bathroom. Wen Jiao was looking at his back, and as she watched, her anger slowly subsided.

In this world, apart from Shen Zhaoli, who else could be pillowed by her all night long without making a sound?

When people are loved, they should learn to be content.

Wen Jiao thought about this with a daze in his eyes.

Wen Yongwei made breakfast with little boy Bian Xiao in the morning. The little guy had a pretty face and big eyes. His facial features combined all the advantages of Bian Yue and Shen Jinci, making him impeccable.

When Wen Yongwei first met Bian Xiao, if the little girl hadn't been wearing a boy's baseball uniform, he would have thought she was a girl!

People are very patient with pretty children, and even more patient if they are sensible, pretty and sweet-spoken.

In the kitchen, Bian Xiao said in a baby voice, "Grandpa! You look so handsome when you cook! My dad only cooks for my mom! He never lets me in when he cooks, unlike Grandpa, who even lets me help wash the tomatoes! Grandpa is so nice!"

Wen Yongwei couldn't stop smiling. The more he looked at Bian Xiao, the more he admired him. He smiled and said, "Xiaoxiao, you can stay as long as you want! Xiaoxiao is most welcome here, Grandpa!"

"Really? Grandpa, you can come to my house too! My parents and Xiaoxiao will all welcome you!"

"Okay, okay!" Wen Yongwei smiled so hard that the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were squeezed together. He wiped the water stains on his hands, touched Bian Xiao's fussy little face, and said softly: "Thank you, Xiaoxiao! Grandpa will definitely come to Xiaoxiao's house and stay for a long time!"

The old and the young seemed like close friends regardless of age difference, chatting animatedly.

Bian Xiao moved his small body to Wen Yongwei's side, blinked his eyes, and said, "Then Xiaoxiao wants to eat three poached eggs in the morning!"

"Then grandpa will fry 6 for Xiaoxiao. Xiaoxiao, eat as much as you want!"

Little Bian Xiao sincerely felt that Aunt Wen Jiao's house was so nice! He hoped that his parents could stay with him for a few more days! They would not come back for the time being!
When everyone sat down at the table, Bian Xiao looked at the mountain of fried eggs in front of him with bright eyes and ate with relish.

Wen Jiao was shocked. "Dad, didn't you tell me since I was a kid that I should eat a balanced diet and not be picky about food?"

Wen Yongwei looked at Bian Xiao with a smile. The little girl was just beautiful and looked adorable even when she was eating.

Wen Yongwei said casually, "Hey, if the kid likes to eat, let him eat! Look at our Xiaoxiao, he is so well behaved when eating!"

Wen Jiao's head was covered with slashes, and she had to emphasize her words, "I was a picky eater when I was a kid, but that's not what you said! You said that you should eat like you're eating!"

On the side, Shen Zhaoli took a sip of coffee and watched the father and daughter bickering with interest.

Wen Yongwei saw that he couldn't win the argument with Wen Jiao, but he was also unwilling to admit that he spoiled the child.

He changed the topic to Shen Zhaoli and said, "Zhaoli, now that you're back, don't go out again."

"Dad, don't worry. I have assigned someone to take charge of the overseas projects. I won't need to go abroad for a long time in the future." Shen Zhaoli put down his coffee, looking like a filial son-in-law. "In the future, I will stay at home and take good care of you with Wen Jiao!"

Although Wen Yongwei liked to hear it, he was not happy to see it.

He waved his hands and said, "I am an old man, why should I bother you young people? As for you and Wen Jiao, when are you going to have a child?"

Wen Jiao, who had just stolen a poached egg from Bian Xiao's small bowl, dropped the poached egg on the fork onto the table.

Her face flushed, she looked at Wen Yongwei and stammered, "Dad! What are you talking about!"