Mr. Li, your daughter calls someone else dad again

Chapter 118 Out of Control Electricity

One of them was upstairs and the other was downstairs, looking at each other through a floor-to-ceiling window. Ni Jia always gave him a feeling of instability.

This feeling is unsettling. He has clearly been trying his best to show his sincerity, but he doesn't know why this still happens.

"I said I was going to solve the problem."

Li Yucheng clenched his fist slightly, "But you just met my mother."

He didn't expect the other party to think this way, nor did he expect this issue to escalate to the level of meeting the parents. Ni Jia's breath was held, and he was speechless.

The call was quickly hung up, and she saw Li Yucheng walk away from the window in disappointment, then disappear from her sight.

Ni Jia put away her phone and pushed the door open. The two sisters came down from upstairs and bumped into her.

"Where's Dad?"

"Upstairs!" Haohao pulled her sister and said happily, "Mommy, I'm going to open the presents!"

As soon as they got their father's permission, they couldn't wait to go back and ran away in a blink of an eye.

The huge living room seemed quiet. Ni Jia waited for a while, and when he saw that Li Yucheng had no intention of coming down, he went upstairs.

After Li Yucheng collected the puzzle pieces and put them all in boxes, he checked the floor carefully. This thing was no different from other things. If one piece was missing, it would be incomplete.

Ni Jia bought this puzzle five years ago to kill time, but later it became unused due to a missing piece.

Unexpectedly, it is now kept in an exquisite wooden box by Li Yucheng.

She walked over and whispered, "This picture is incomplete, there's no need to keep it."

Li Yucheng didn't say anything, he just opened the bottom drawer and put the wooden box in it.

"This is my stuff." Ni Jia hooked his finger: "Give it back to me."

The snowball eventually turned into a puddle of water, which flowed all over the ground. Li Yucheng took a towel and wiped it while calmly replying, "I'll put it together for you."

It was only later that he learned from Aunt Tong that Ni Jia always liked to take it out and play with it while waiting for him, and because he was missing one, he never finished the puzzle.

Three years ago, the carpet under the sofa was burned by a cigarette butt and a hole was left. When the workers came to replace it, they found the long-missing picture piece under the old carpet.

Li Yucheng had also learned to fight many times, and every time he reached the last step he would break up again because he was also waiting for someone. If he didn't wait for that person, the plan would not be completed.

"Didn't you hear it?" Ni Jia retracted his hand and emphasized, "A piece was lost."

Li Yucheng carried the wet towel to the bathroom, his tone still calm: "Found it."

"Is it true? Where did you find it?" Ni Jia followed behind, her tone a little incredulous. She had searched the living room thoroughly at the time.

Li Yucheng told him the location, and Ni Jia asked in confusion: "Why is it there? Has it grown legs?"

He didn’t know whether his legs had grown longer or not. Li Yucheng only knew that the bathroom door was blocked and he couldn’t get out.

I had no choice but to use the light from the bathroom to stare at Ni Jia from top to bottom, looking at the fine hairs on his face that shone under the light.

The distance was too close, and Ni Jia could smell the fragrance of fabric softener on her new sweater. She moved aside to make way for him, but Li Yucheng did not leave.

"Now that you have found it, return it to me."

"You don't want it anymore."

Ni Jia forced himself to say, "Did I say that?"

“You did.”

Ni Jia raised his chin and hooked his finger as if he was being unreasonable: "Give it back to me."

Li Yucheng stared at her for a while, then went back to the bedroom, opened the drawer neatly, and put the wooden box in her hands.

This time it was Ni Jia's turn to be stunned. She stood there stupidly holding the wooden box, staring blankly. She thought Li Yucheng would not hand it over.

"What else do you want?" Li Yucheng's eyes swept across the bedroom and finally stopped at Ni Jia's face: "Just take whatever you want."

"I'm not here to get anything..." Ni Jia answered in a low voice, the last few words almost sounded like a murmur, so soft that people could not hear it clearly.

"Then what are you doing here?" Li Yucheng sat at the end of the bed with drooping eyelids. Looking at her from this angle, she was looking up slightly, and her expression seemed innocent.

Didn't you say it well? Ni Jia picked at the wooden box and whispered, "Aunt Tong made some millet porridge and asked you to go over and have some."

"Did Aunt Tong ask me to go, or did you ask me to go?"

Ni Jia quickly said, "Aunt Tong."

"Okay," Li Yucheng said, "I'm not hungry."

"How is that possible? You didn't eat anything at night."

Li Yucheng's face was still calm: "I'm full of anger."

"I originally wanted to use this incident to stop him from going." Ni Jia looked at him carefully and said, "Are you sure you don't want me to go?"

"No." Li Yucheng answered firmly.

This kind of thing will happen three times. Although Cheng Kangsheng would not agree to Cheng Wenbai marrying a woman with a child, she is well-known in the business world for doting on her wife, and there is no guarantee that she will not be able to resist the pillow talk.

Cheng Wenbai must have been certain of this, which is why he came up with this idea. Since there is such a possibility, Li Yucheng will not allow it to happen.

"Let me think about it again." Ni Jia said.

Li Yucheng pulled the man down and pinned him down. Ni Jia was a little dazed when he fell on the bed. His head buzzed and he fell down.

She hugged the wooden box tightly in her arms, feeling a little nervous: "Open it."

Li Yucheng leaned down and did not stop until he hit the wooden box. He deliberately lowered his voice to give people a strong sense of danger.

"Don't think about it anymore."

He rubbed Ni Jia's nose, his eyes slid down to the two tightly closed lips, and he couldn't help but lean over and kiss them.

He was threatening one second ago, but his voice dropped the next second. He seemed very aggrieved. He leaned against Ni Jia's forehead and mentioned his demands again.

"Really, don't think about it anymore."

Ni Jia's heart was beating fast, his breathing was a little unstable, and his mind was in a mess. Just as he tried to turn his head away, two hands were pressed against his ears.

Li Yucheng touched her upper lip, then her lower lip, and finally kissed her directly.

Ni Jia clutched the wooden box, her fingers turned white, her heart beating like a drum. She had expected this before going upstairs, but she still went up.

The small house, the cloak, the brooch, the bracelet, these things lingered in her mind, each of them heavy, and she couldn't ignore Li Yucheng's sadness.

She was so dazed by the kiss that she didn't even resist when the wooden box was taken away.

It was not until the kiss began to change and Li Yucheng's kiss tried to move down that she suddenly came to her senses and held his head.

"I don't want to." She panted and shook her head: "I won't go."

Li Yucheng threw his phone aside, his eyes scanning Ni Jia's face wantonly. His breathing was a little unstable, and he seemed to be unwilling to restrain himself.

"Call him now."

"Later." Li Yucheng's eyes were too naked, Ni Jia's face flushed red, and he stammered, "Let's fight tomorrow..."

"Now."

Li Yucheng took out the number and dialed it immediately. While waiting for the call to be connected, he kept staring into Ni Jia's eyes and wanted to lower his head and kiss her from time to time.

"Hello," Cheng Wenbo's calm voice came from the other end of the phone: "Boss Li, it's so late, what do you want to talk to me about?"