President Daddy’s Excessive Love

Life suddenly returns to a single way, surrounded by natural oxygen, right? Early in the morning, the sound of birds singing and the fragrance of flowers, the vitality of nature, would give people a peaceful mood.    

    

Ji Tingyan had never experienced such a primitive life before. She did not bring a brush or a drawing book with her on this trip. However, a simple pencil and a notebook had become all her hobbies.    

    

Cheng Yue followed closely by her side. When she moved her fingers, a beautiful picture appeared on the book. She was amazed. At first, she felt that Ji Tingyan had also drawn randomly. But slowly, it became that she didn't understand. If she couldn't learn it, when the entire scenery appeared, it was already an extremely beautiful painting.    

    

"Xiaonai, your hands must have been kissed by God. Otherwise, how could a few simple strokes make people kiss different scenery? Even a vulgar person like me. " The more Cheng Yue looked at it, the more she felt that she didn't have any artistic cells. She was very ashamed.    

    

Ji Tingyan pursed her lips and laughed. Then, she used her hand to make a camera and compared it to Cheng Yue. "How about I draw you in as well and give you as a gift?"    

    

"Really? Xiaonai, thank you. Please make my drawing more beautiful." Cheng Yue was a little excited. She quickly adjusted her collar to make herself look more energetic.    

    

Ji Tingyan said with a smile," You are very pretty to begin with. You are different from the others. "    

    

The corners of Cheng Yue's mouth curled up even more. She was smiling very happily.    

    

Ji Tingyan would occasionally raise her gaze and size up Cheng Yue. The tip of her brush smoothly outlined her facial features. Very quickly, her expression appeared on the book. Only Cheng Yue's upper body was drawn, becoming one with the scenery. There was no color filling it, only a single black color. However, Cheng Yue's smiling appearance was already extremely vivid.    

    

After Ji Tingyan finished drawing, she tore off the page and handed it to Cheng Yue. "Here you are. I have never been confident in drawing. Look at it, doesn't it look like you?"    

    

Cheng Yue hurriedly took it with both hands and carefully looked at it. Then, she scratched the back of her head. "You drew me too beautifully. Do I look so good when I smile?"    

    

"It's even prettier than the one in the painting. No wonder Wang Cheng is so obsessed with you." Ji Tingyan giggled and teased her. Cheng Yue's face turned red from embarrassment. She suddenly realized that Bind Ting, who had just returned from training, was only wearing a T-shirt as he walked over. His handsome face was covered in sweat, and his body was tall and sturdy. He was    

    

"Xiaonai. How about you draw your beloved? This is a very meaningful thing. If you give him a picture, he will definitely keep it for the rest of his life." Cheng Yue immediately teased her.    

    

Ji Tingyan's beautiful eyes were filled with love as she looked at Bind Ting walking towards her. Then, she said softly, "I don't dare to draw him."    

    

"Why?" Cheng Yue was stunned. She didn't dare to draw Bind Ting, but just a few strokes were enough to transmit her thoughts.    

    

Ji Tingyan had a look of lack of confidence on her face. She pursed her lips and sighed softly. "I'm afraid that no matter how I draw, I won't be satisfied. Rather than being disappointed, I might as well not draw."    

    

"Oh, I understand now. Mister Bind is already hidden in your heart. You don't need to draw him at all." Cheng Yue laughed loudly.    

    

Ji Tingyan hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand. Her shy actions and anxious expression had been seen by Bind Ting. He immediately walked over with a smile and asked them curiously, "What are you guys chatting about? Why are you chatting so happily?"    

    

"It's... it's nothing." Ji Tingyan's pretty face was flushed red. Cheng Yue quickly said tactfully, "Xiaonai, you guys can chat. I'm going to see what Wang Cheng is doing."    

    

Cheng Yue took the painting and left happily. Binding Ting saw Ji Tingyan put her hands behind her back. His tall body carried an oppressive aura as he forced her, "What are you hiding? Show me."    

    

"It's nothing. I just casually drew a few paintings." Ji Tingyan's beautiful eyes flickered, but she didn't dare to look directly into the man's eyes. Actually, when Cheng Yue came to look for her, she had already drawn a painting of Bind Ting in the room. However, the painting was a little unsatisfactory, so she didn't dare to show it.    

    

"Oh? Let me see, I haven't seen your painting yet." When Bind Ting heard this, his interest grew even stronger. He extended his arm and was about to snatch it from her back.    

    

How could Ji Tingyan be a match for him? She obediently let him take the book. The man opened a page and looked at it. His eyes became deep and a smile appeared on his face. "Not bad, she's very talented. If we give birth to a daughter in the future, she'll definitely inherit your talent in painting."    

    

Ji Tingyan's pretty face turned red as she muttered softly, "Who wants to give birth to a child with you? I haven't even read the eight characters yet."    

    

"If you don't give birth to a child with me, who do you plan to give birth to?" Bind Ting's handsome face was stunned as she looked at her resentfully. "Xiaonai, you won't change your mind, right?"    

    

"I didn't." Ji Tingyan puffed her cheeks, "Alright, give birth to a daughter and let her inherit my talent. Just like how I inherited my mother's talent, she is a fashion designer and is born to love painting."    

    

When Bind Ting saw that she had agreed, And suddenly he was happy: "No wonder you have such a hobby."    

    

Ji Tingyan saw him flip pages after pages and looked at them very seriously. When he flipped his hand downwards, Ji Tingyan was so frightened that her breathing stagnated. She hurriedly wanted to reach out and snatch it back, but the man subconsciously raised his hand. With his height, even if Ji Tingyan jumped up, she would not be able to catch him. She glared at him with some anger.    

    

"Return the book to me."    

    

At this moment, Bind Ting flipped to the next page. When he saw that it was a man painted on it, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes. "This can't be me, right?"    

    

Ji Tingyan was extremely embarrassed. She lowered her head and placed her hands behind her back. She kicked the stone with the tips of her toes and pretended to be relaxed as she said, "That's right. It's you, but I don't seem to have drawn too well. It doesn't look like you."    

    

"It really doesn't look like me. You drew me too well." Bind Ting couldn't help but laugh out loud. His voice was bright and clear, but it was filled with joy from the bottom of his heart.    

    

"Nonsense. I didn't. Your figure isn't that good." Ji Ting Yan retorted angrily.    

    

However, Bind Ting focused on her, his voice gradually sinking. "My figure is good, aren't you already familiar with it?"    

    

"What's the use of it? Maybe it's not good to look good." Ji Tingyan purposely angered him.    

    

"What did you say?" Bind Ting did not expect her to question his male abilities. He immediately narrowed his eyes in displeasure. "Xiaonai, "It seems that I must correct this dangerous thought of yours."    

    

"What idea?" Ji Tingyan blinked her eyes and asked.    

    

Bind Ting immediately pulled her into his embrace. His thin lips pressed against her ear as he exhaled deeply. "How about we give it a try tonight and see if I can use it?"    

    

Ji Tingyan then realized that she seemed to have crossed a man's bottom line. He was angry. She placed her hands on each other's chests, her beautiful eyes filled with shyness. "Biting Ting, I have no intention of questioning you. Actually, if you feel that tonight is appropriate, I won't object either. " How about giving it a try? "    

    

Bind Ting:... ""