C17 Work with Me as My Fake Girlfriend

Listening to her mother's gentle voice, Ji Lanling really missed her embrace and the food she cooked.

At home, it's always the warmest.

Unknowingly, her hands, which were hugging Ji Yanxi, felt increasingly stronger and even trembled.

Ji Yanxi felt her strength and his gaze turned heavier and heavier. "Mom, this is how you spoiled her."

"Yes, it was our fault." Ji's Mother choked with sobs