Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

Therefore, Ji Xubai could only say in a calm voice: "Father, I can't stand up."

When Master Ji heard this, he became very angry: "Tell me about you, you are going to meet the bride soon, what do you think if you are like this now? Today is her wedding day!"

Ji Xubai closed his eyes and said, "I can get married to Zhigu in a wheelchair, and Zhigu loves me very much, so he won't bother with me over such trivial matters."

Master Ji sneered, the laughter seemed to be mocking his son's confidence in saying that Wen Zhigu loves him very much, after all, Wen Zhigu can let go of the past and marry Ji Xubai is already cheap This kid is gone.

But after all, it was his son who was going to get married. Master Ji said: "I will receive the person in a while, and I have to make amends to the old man, and I will tell you that my father left the words here. If you dare to do it again in the future What is wrong with Zhigu, let alone Zhigu, even father will never forgive you!"

Hearing this sentence, Ji Xubai gave a very serious "um" and said, "I know."

He understands better than his father how difficult it is for this day to come.

He will cherish his knowledge more than anyone else.

...

Tomorrow is rising slowly, the first ray of sunshine is falling, fluffy snowflakes are flying in the air, and the sound of firecrackers welcoming relatives sounds, crackling, as if sparks are blooming in the heavy snow.

Gorgeous and beautiful.

Wen Jian and Xiao Qingzhi looked like little door gods, dressed in red, standing at the door to stop the groom from left to right.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Ji Xubai looked at the two children, and said with a smile, "Qingzhi, do you know what day it is today?"

Qingzhi's voice was sweet and clear, and she answered clearly: "The day when Uncle Ji got married."

"That's right, can you let Brother Xiao Jian get out of the way? Uncle Ji is in a hurry to see the bride."

Qingzhi hesitated for a moment, then subconsciously turned her head to look at Wen Jian, Wen Jian cast a firm gaze on her, so Qingzhi looked at Ji Xubai firmly with a pair of clear and beautiful eyes, and said, "You You have to answer our three questions before you can go in."

Ji Xubai smiled slightly: "Okay, then you can ask."

Wen Jian said: "First question, when is mother's birthday?"

Ji Xubai laughed and said, "On the seventh day of the fourth lunar month, my son's problem is not a problem."

Wen Jian snorted and asked Qingzhi to ask again. Qingzhi tilted her head and thought for a while, raised her face and asked, "What year and day did Uncle Ji meet Aunt Wen?"

Ji Xubai still didn't think about it, and replied gently: "Northland 776, November 17th, it snowed that day."

Wen Jian had the intention of showing her skills: "The last question, who is your mother's favorite person?"

Ji Xubai said cheekily: "Your father."

Wen Jian snorted and said, "Wrong!"

Ji Xubai could only sigh: "You and your father, son, it's so cold outside, can you let dad go in to pick up your mother?"

After hearing this, Wen Jian also knew that her father's leg was still injured, so she reluctantly let her go.

Because Qingzhi is not very good at walking yet, Wen Jianjian helped the little fairy with her skirt and carried her back. The little fairy said, "Brother Jian, can I ask you a question too?"

Wen Jian nodded and said, "Okay."

"Do you remember Qingzhi's birthday?"

"The sixth day of September, I remember it every year."