"Old Master just so happens to have a house on the South Island, we can go live there." Ji Wanzhou mentioned this the moment he entered the house.
Qingge was also somewhat touched. She had the same intentions for her small request of making trouble for no reason. However, when she mentioned the old tutor, she remembered that it had been a long time since she last heard from her grandfather.
"It's been so long since we contacted grandpa, I wonder how he's doing." Meng Qingge was tired of playing. As soon as she got home, she spread out on the sofa with her two slender legs dangling in the air.
Ever since he entered the door, Ji Wanzhou had been staring at these two calves. He clearly remembered how beautiful these legs were when they were touched. They were thin, white, tender, and soft to the touch.
"Ji Wanzhou, why aren't you saying anything?"
"Cough," Ji Wanzhou said, "What are you doing? Nanny Wang, take a blanket and wrap it around her."