Chapter: 2192

"Silly girl, if Xiang Lingfeng doesn't like you, then why does he treat you so well? He treats you so well that sometimes, as your father, I can't even compare myself to it." It is said that the daughter is his father's previous lover , as a father, he is reluctant to give his little lover to another man early. Ji's father regards Xiang Lingfeng as his future son-in-law because he sees Xiang Lingfeng's kindness to his daughter.

As the father of a daughter, it is estimated that the greatest satisfaction in this life is to see her daughter meet a man who loves her more than her father.

"Dad, do you really think so?"

"If you don't believe me, ask him later."

"He didn't say he was coming today."

Jingle Bell--

Just as he was talking, Xiang Lingfeng called. Ji Rou saw the words Brother Feng displayed on the screen of the mobile phone, and her face turned red, "Dad, Brother Feng is calling."

"Silly boy, what did I say?"

"He just called, and he didn't say he wanted to come to me, let alone ask me to go skiing with him."

In fact, when Xiang Lingfeng called, Ji Rou knew that he must be asking her to go skiing in the east ski resort. Because since she can remember, the first snow every year has been spent like this, as if this has become a tacit agreement between the two of them.

Ji's father said, "then you can call and ask."

Ji Rou quickly answered the phone: "brother Feng..."

Xiang Lingfeng's warm voice like the sun came from the receiver of the mobile phone to Ji Rou's ears: "little girl, it snowed last night, did it chill you?"

Ji Rou said with a smile: "the heater is warm at home, it's not as cold as me."

Xiang Lingfeng said again: "It's not cold, so why haven't you got up at this time?"

Jirou was surprised and said, "brother Feng, do you have clairvoyance?"

Xiang Lingfeng laughed softly: "It's not that I have clairvoyance, but you are like this every year. When the first snow falls, you will definitely find various reasons to stay in bed, and you will also find various reasons not to go to school."

Ji Rou nuzui: "haven't you heard that snowy days go better with warm quilts?"

Xiang Lingfeng was also amused by her fallacy: "Well, you are right in whatever you say. But you have to get up, and I will pick you up to go skiing at the east ski resort in a while."

Jirou nodded: "well, I'll get up right away. See you, brother Feng, later."

Jirou hung up the phone, met his father's jealous eyes, and saw his father shaking his head and sighing: "I wake you up, but you can't wake up, your brother Feng calls, and you get up from the bed as soon as you roll over. It's so sad that my daughter, who I worked so hard to raise, was gouged away by a pig so soon."

Ji Rou said with a smile: "Dad, I will always be your daughter, and this identity cannot be taken away."

Ji's father rubbed her head: "Get up quickly. I'll take the glutinous rice balls to the kitchen and warm them for you. You must eat them before you go out later. You can't be hungry."

Ji Rou made a naughty military salute to Ji's father: "Yes, my dear father!"

"Xiaorou..."

Her mother's voice brought Jirou back to reality from her memories. She looked back and saw her mother standing at the door and staring at her fixedly. She quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Mom, what's the matter?"

"Come out for breakfast." Maybe Ji's mother also thought of the past, with tears in her eyes, "The fruit glutinous rice balls I just made are your father's and your favorite."

"Well, I'll come." Ji Rou smiled at her mother.

At this time of the past year, my mother would make fruit dumplings. You can't eat too much of this kind of food, and you will get tired if you eat too much. But my father doesn't want to waste my mother's heart. He eats as much as my mother makes, and there is no leftover.