The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Chapter 1002 Guardian Angel: Tenderness and Solitude 12

  He lowered his eyes and listened quietly. His skin was slightly pale, his hair was black and shattered, his facial features were exquisite, his nose bridge was high, his lips were thin, his side face was extremely clean and smooth, and his light brown eyes always looked gentle and calm.

   Then politely and distantly refuse.

  The girl nodded in disappointment.

  He suddenly looked up, saw Qin Ting'an, smiled, and walked towards her: "Ting'an."

  Qin Ting'an stood there: "Are you busy today?"

  Ji Yanli said it was okay, someone came quickly on a shared bicycle, he reached out and grabbed her wrist, and pulled her back: "Be careful."

  Fingertip temperature is warm.

  Qin Ting'an staggered a bit, and put his shoulder against his shoulder, getting used to this temperature.

  The girl who struck up a conversation over there looked at them, thinking that they had a partner.

   Ji Yanli took human form a year ago, but there are restrictions, he can't leave Qin Ting'an too far, otherwise he will disappear.

   And he is still a black household.

   Fortunately, at that time, Ji Yanli already knew the human world very well. He took some means to obtain a certificate, and then considered the issue of making a living. After all, he had to raise children.

   Finally chose painting.

   This is not difficult for Ji Yanli.

  His painting style comes from hundreds of billions of light years ago. His painting style is quiet and powerful, and he has a small audience. He has regular fans on the Internet, and has also accepted manuscripts in this area one after another. He is fairly well-known in the industry and can make a living.

  He rented a house near Jiangbei University, which was close to Qin Ting'an, so it was convenient to take care of him, and then he saved money.

   When Qin Ting'an graduates from university, he will be able to buy a suite for the children.

   still want to have their own home.

  Ji Yanli led Qin Ting'an to walk on the side of the road, the two were side by side, Qin Ting'an walked on the inside, he turned his head to ask her about her school affairs, his voice was slow.

  The sun shone down from high in the sky, and his side face was shrouded in the twilight, giving it a somewhat illusory blur.

  Qin Ting'an squinted his eyes, and couldn't see clearly, so he took his fingers and felt the real temperature before answering: "There are a lot of things on my back, nothing else."

   "Tell me something." Ji Yanli nodded, and took her into the supermarket to buy some daily necessities and vegetables.

  He pays attention to balanced nutrition, everything is organized, and he is never in a hurry.

  It is more accurate and easy to use than a computer.

  In the huge supermarket, Ji Yanli was pushing a shopping cart with one hand. He was tall, long-legged, and handsome. Qin Ting'an was picking and choosing in front, watching carefully, with long black hair hanging behind him.

   "Ji Yanli, salad dressing or ketchup?"

  Ji Yanli glanced at it and put it back: "There are too many additives, I'll make it for you when I go back."

"All right."

  There is a child next to him, clamoring to sit in the shopping cart, but the parents have no choice but to let him come up.

  Ji Yanli saw it, smiled lazily, bent his slender joints and lightly tapped the railing of the cart: "Listen, come up."

  Qin Ting'an: "..."

   "I am not a child."

"I grew up."

   She looked at Ji Yanli and said, slim.

Ji Yanli raised his hand and rubbed her head. He messed up her hair and felt uncomfortable, so he fixed it for her again, tucked the hair behind her ear, and said along with her: "Well, I've grown up. So the older child Remember to drink a glass of milk tonight."

  The evening breeze is cool, and a light is on in the residential building. It is just an ordinary day in a trivial day.

  After the exam, Qin Ting'an returned to Yuncheng after the winter vacation.

  That year, there was a blizzard in Yuncheng, the biggest snowfall in recent years, and it was freezing cold.

  Qin Ting'an knocked on the door with nutritional supplements in both hands.

  (end of this chapter)