"What about uncle?" Jiang Ji asked back.

does uncle like me

In fact, this question has been hovering over Jiang Ji's head for a long time.

He thought about it many times without asking.

He sometimes feels lost, wondering what their relationship is now.

Donors and canaries don't seem appropriate either.

friend?Who ever saw a friend who kissed?

lover?Lovers who don't boo under one roof?

Uncle and nephew?Save your life, it's messed up now.

Jiang already leaned his head on Wen Shiqing's shoulder, looked back slightly, and his eyes fell on the man's chin.

Wen Shiqing looked down at him, pushed his head up slightly, and hooked his lips: "What do you think?"

Jiang Ji is not satisfied with this answer, isn't this just playing charades with him again?The traditional sea king fish farming answer?

He frowned: "I'm serious, if uncle thinks raising me is like raising a pet, I can naturally be a good pet, but if uncle doesn't want to develop further with me, he should stop my idea as soon as possible."

Jiang Ji is not sloppy in his work. He has an ostrich temper and runs away when things happen. However, he still has a bit of persistence when it comes to serious things.

Perhaps, his feelings for Wen Shiqing are not so deep now, and he can say it off as soon as he wants.

So, he gave Wen Shiqing a chance to reject him and get their relationship back on track.

Wen Shiqing narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice was a little hoarse for no reason, and suddenly he smiled lightly, as if he thought it was funny: "What are you thinking?"

"Could it be that the next second I said I didn't like it, you just ran away from home with your schoolbag on your back?"

Jiang Ji: "...Of course not, I just gave you medicine in the middle of the night and put you in bed!"

He has a serious face: "Take a few more photos and threaten you to give me five million, and it will not be too late for me to leave."

Wen Shiqing: "..."

He fell silent.

It was probably because Jiang Jikou had been hilarious too many times, but Wen Shiqing was actually immune, and this time he recovered without being silent for too long.

"Actually...you don't need to say it." He coughed lightly: "It's probably impossible to take the medicine now."

Jiang Ji: "..."

"So what does Uncle Wen mean, he doesn't like me?" He was confused.

It was the first time that he felt so awkward that he didn't pay attention to the key points, Wen Shiqing lowered his eyes, raised his hand and rubbed his head, helplessly: "I mean——let it be handled by you."

"Xiao Jiang, I'm not a philanthropist, I'm a capitalist, and I'm not kind. I didn't see a puppy on the side of the road, and I would pick him up."

"I will only pick up the puppy that I like at a glance and bring it home. I will dress it up beautifully and hope it will grow up lively."

Wen Shiqing raised his eyelids lightly, and smiled lightly: "So Xiaojiang thinks, if I brought a puppy home and brought him back to life, would I let him go with a soft heart?"

His expression was a little weak: "You are still young, I just give you time to adapt, not that when you grow up, I will let you go and give you freedom. If you think so, it is wrong, I willOthers make the wedding dress."

For the first time, Jiang already felt a little regretful that he had come so suddenly to have such an open and honest discussion.

He silently sat a little further away from Wen Shiqing.

Wen Shiqing is far from being as talkative, elegant and funny as he appears, on the contrary, he is vicious, assertive, and dark in his bones.

After finishing those words, Wen Shiqing glanced at Jiang Ji who was shivering aside, paused his fingers slightly, pressed the center of his eyebrows, and smiled on his lips, looking a little far-fetched: "Are you afraid?"

Sitting aside, Jiang already lowered his head, and suddenly raised his head under the man's cold gaze.

Jiang already blinked his eyes, held his face in both hands, and stared: "No, uncle, I love uncle even more."

He's a full-on groundhog now, wanting to scream.

Help, this is too handsome!

This is too masculine!

Is this the domineering president?Love love love!

Can he wash himself up and go to bed to warm the quilt now?

Wen Shiqing: "..."

Wen Shiqing remained silent.

He seemed petrified.

Jiang Ji was like a puppy, blinking his eyes, and wagging his tail if he was behind him.

After a while, the corners of Wen Shiqing's lips curved slightly uncontrollably, he coughed lightly against his lips, and said in a low voice, "It's not big or small."

At this moment, the fingers that had been tightly clenched finally loosened.

Jiang could no longer see, he just felt that Wen Shiqing was stunned.

He said obediently: "Wen Shiqing, your puppy is very beautiful now, and will not leave you, and will not yearn for freedom outside."

He gave the man a reassurance, his eyes were shining brightly, as if he could see through the embarrassment behind him.

Wen Shiqing paused and looked down at him.

Suddenly, he raised his hand, and his fingers lightly ran over the young man's lips, which were pink and tender. When he pressed his fingers, the area would be bloodless, but as soon as he loosened his fingers, it would become bloodshot, making it even more gorgeous than before.

Wen Shiqing's throat rolled slightly, and he smiled: "No, Xiao Jiang, you are not my puppy."

Jiang already looked up at him.

Wen Shiqing's eyes were slightly dark, he lowered his head and slowly touched the corner of the boy's mouth, kissed his lips delicately, and the voice came out from between his lips: "I am your puppy."

If it is said that the adopted ones are puppies.

That Wen Shiqing is a well-deserved puppy.

Earlier, when he met Jiang Ji for the first time, Wen Shiqing was Jiang Ji's dog.

The plans for New Year's Day fell through after all, and Mr. Xu, who had been hanging on his breath, passed away on the eve of New Year's Day.

When Wen Shiqing received the news in the middle of the night and hurried out, Jiang already ran out barefoot and told him to be careful on the road.

There was no one around before the old man left, and it was only after the medical rounds that he knew he had left quietly.

When Wen Shiqing arrived, a lot of people had already gathered in the ward, from the main branch, from the side branch, and from the clan.

Even Xu Mucheng has arrived.

When Wen Shiqing came in, Xu Mucheng knelt on the ground and cried, next to him was Mrs. Xu, Mrs. Xu was wiping her tears, and Xu's father bowed his head in silence.

The other offshoots also knelt on the ground to make a show, and Wen Shiqing also knelt and kowtowed before standing up to arrange the funeral.

The Patriarch of the Xu family fell for a while, and the clan seemed to have lost its backbone, and the crowd was only crying, and no one made up their minds.

Mrs. Xu pushed Xu Mucheng, and Xu Mucheng wavered.

On the one hand, he didn't want to be too utilitarian, after all, the grandfather who loved and spoiled him passed away, and on the other hand, he didn't want to hand over all the initiative to Wen Shiqing.

He gritted his teeth, stood up and walked to Wen Shiqing's side, his voice hoarse, "Uncle, let me take care of grandpa's funeral."

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional: "After all, Grandpa's will is all about me, so I should be allowed to come. Little uncle can take a good rest."

Wen Shiqing glanced at him, and said calmly, "That's fine, thank you for your hard work."

Xu Mucheng was afraid that his small thoughts would be seen through, so he took the lead to look away, and shook his head guiltily: "It's not hard work, this is what I should do."

In front of Wen Shiqing, he seemed to never be able to lift his head up.

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As for why Wen Shiqing is Xiaojiang’s puppy, there is actually a foreshadowing in front of it, but I seem to be the only one who knows [cover mouth.JPG]