Ji Ningyi never expected that Ji Zhile would beat him up.
“But Zhile, you didn’t give me a gift when you gave Mom a gift.”
Ji Zhile’s angry face froze, and after a while, he went to unpack his other express box, silently as if nothing had happened.
As soon as Ji Ningyi looked at his small figure with his back to him, he said, “Zhile, you can’t be unreasonable.”
Ji Zhile angrily found a desk lamp in the box. When he heard his brother’s words, he suddenly felt like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
He rummaged left and right and found a gift airplane toy from the box. He immediately took it in his hand, turned around, and ran to Ji Ningyi’s side. He held up the toy airplane and said loudly: “This is for you!”
Ji Ningyi looked at the toy in Ji Zhile’s hand, hesitated for a moment, and felt a little guilty in his heart.
He gave gifts to his mother and gifts to Pei Jing, but he forgot about Zhile. But Zhile still remembered him. Ji Ningyi stretched out his hand to take it, and at the same time, he was silently thinking about what gift to give Ji Zhile.
At this time, Ji Jiangzhou’s voice sounded leisurely: “Zhile, isn’t this toy plane what you want?”
Ji Ningyi:?
He withdrew his hand and looked at Ji Zhile.
Ji Zhile’s face slowly turned red. He turned his head to look at Ji Jiangzhou. He knew that he was in the wrong, so he had to use his voice to win: “Can’t I give it to Brother now? Dad, please stop talking!”
Ji Jiangzhou’s deliberate words woke Ji Ningyi up. He said, “Zhile, this is your toy, I don’t want it. I don’t like toy airplanes either.”
Ji Zhile squeezed the small plane in his hand, muttering: “If you don’t want it, then you don’t want it. I like it the most.”
Ji Jiangzhou took out the lamp and said, “Zhile, then I’ll take the desk lamp away.”
Ji Zhile originally bought this for his father, and Ji Zhile was willing to let him take it away. But what Ji Jiangzhou said just now made Ji Zhile a little angry, and he secretly remembered it.
But you can’t take back the things you gave to others. Ji Zhile pouted: “Take it away!”
Ji Ningyi understood something when he heard their conversation. Zhile gave his father a gift, but he didn’t.
When Ji Ningyi thought about it, he would also give it to his father.
At this time, Si Tian had changed her skirt and came out of the room. When they heard the sound, Ji Zhile moved faster than anyone else and looked up.
The skirt fits Si Tian’s figure. She is tall and graceful. The red color contrasts with the white skin, which is very moving.
Ji Zhile rushed toward her, hugged Si Tian’s thigh, and rubbed his head on it: “Mom looks so beautiful in my skirt!”
Si Tian felt sweet in her heart after hearing this, but she still corrected Ji Zhile: “It’s the skirt you bought, not your skirt. Does Zhile want to wear a skirt?”
Ji Zhile shook his head: “No, no, skirts are for girls.”
The skirt worked very well and was also praised by Ji Ningyi. Ji Jiangzhou did not say anything, but the emotion in his eyes was clearly revealed.
Ji Zhile clung to Si Tian and asked her sweetly, “Can Mom wear this skirt to pick us up from school tomorrow?”
She must be the most beautiful mother in the entire kindergarten, and the other children must be very envious of him.
Si Tian was a little hesitant. Although this skirt is very beautiful, it is not a common style. It is a dance skirt.
Ji Zhile shook his hand and said coquettishly, “How about it, Mom? I want Mom to wear a new dress.”
He was very cute when he acted coquettishly. Si Tian thought that this was the dress Ji Zhile spent a lot of money to buy, so she gritted her teeth and nodded: “Okay.”
Ji Zhile cheered: “Mom is so kind. I like Mom so much.”
He put his face against it, rubbed it with all his strength, and then raised his white face: “Can Mom let her hair down tomorrow?”
It looks better if it is worn down. In the illustrations in the fairy tale books that Ji Zhile read, those beautiful fairies all wore their hair down.
Si Tian continued, “Okay.”
Since she had already agreed to one of Ji Zhile’s requests, it did not matter if she agreed to another one. After all, Ji Zhile secretly bought her a dress, and his thoughtfulness was valuable.
Ji Zhile said again: “You should paint your mouth red.”
Si Tian: “Okay.”
Ji Zhile became increasingly happy: “I still want Mom to wear those purple shoes.”
Si Tian has a pair of pink and purple sneakers, the color is very tender, and Ji Zhile likes them very much.
Ji Zhile also said: “You still have to carry that fluffy school bag.”
Si Tian has a yellow backpack with a little bunny doll hanging from the zipper. It has very long ears and is covered with snow-white fur. Ji Zhile likes to grab it with his hands the most and can pluck out some fur every time.
Si Tian stopped talking and looked at Ji Zhile.
Ji Zhile was still unaware and continued to make his request.
Si Tian interrupted him: “Ji Zhile.”
Ji Zhile raised his eyes to look at her, with cute grape-like eyes: “What’s wrong, Mom?”
His voice was still soft and sweet, and just by looking at it, you could not imagine how picky he was.
Si Tian asked, “Do you think your request is a little too much?”
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