Yo, grandpa is here

Chapter 82
"It doesn't matter if it's cold. For your grandma, I'd rather take a cold shower on a cold day. It doesn't matter." Yu Buli pretended to return Ermao.

Chen Qingqing stopped unbuttoning her hand.

This guy didn't keep guard at Manshan, why did he come here?Taking a mandarin duck bath with her?
"What does your bathing have to do with grandma?" Er Mao's words were purely on the spot, not the lines Yu Buli gave him, and they were so smooth.

Yu Buli glared at him, brat, where did all this nonsense come from?
Er Mao was startled by Yu Buli's stare, and finally remembered his lines.

"But if you catch a cold, Grandma Zu should feel sorry for you."

"A husband and wife should consider each other for each other. As long as she is happy, I am not sick. It doesn't matter. Although I have been weak since I was a child, and I get sick when I get cold, but as long as your grandma is happy, it doesn't matter. ?”

Yubuli is overflowing with tea fragrance, bringing the attributes of green tea to the extreme.

Green tea is a creature that does not distinguish between men and women.

For a steely straight girl like Chen Qingqing, tea talk is far more effective than direct hard work.

Tell Chen Qingqing's sense of value and desire to protect.

"You are not allowed to talk to her. I have a fever later, just give me some typhoid medicine. When she asks, you just say that I stayed at your grandpa's house tonight and didn't come out. Do you understand?"

"Nonsense." Chen Qingqing couldn't listen anymore, and stopped her.

"Is it Qingqing? Ah, I just passed by! I really didn't come to take a cold shower."

"." Er Mao rubbed his arms, did he think Grandpa Zu was fake?

He was really alone.

Chen Qingqing was moved by Yu Buli.

Walking over, his eyes softly reprimanded him softly.

"How can you mess around, what should you do if you are so cold?"

"I don't want you to hate me." Yu Buli lowered his eyes.

"What nonsense, ah, why are your hands so cold? Come on, warm yourself up."

Chen Qingqing took his hand and came to the fire, gave Yao Yao a wink, and Yao Yao and Er Mao left quietly.

"Grandpa Zu is so kind, such a good man like a fairy." Although Yao Yao didn't know why the couple were so obsessed with taking a cold shower.

But what Grandpa Zu just said was so touching.

Shake your star eyes and look back.

The river water shimmered in the light of the fire, and a man and a woman sitting around the fire leaned together to enjoy the fire. This is the song sung in the Yetaizi opera, the couple of gods, right?

"Uh, shake, sometimes gods don't speak human words." Er Mao hesitated to speak.

"Who is talking nonsense?" Yao Yao didn't understand what he meant.

Ermao wants to say, a man's mouth is a deceitful ghost, and the mouth of Grandpa Zu is a ghost among ghosts!

Grandpa Zu's pair of "big cold hands" that aroused grandma Zu's infinite desire to protect were the result of grandpa Zu soaking cold well water before going out, and deliberately freezing them out. Can he say that?
Thinking of Yu Buli's cold eyes, Er Mao could only swallow the truth.

"It would be great if I could marry Mr. Lang who will warm up with me in the future." Yao Yao was deeply moved by the fairy-like love of the two ancestors.

"I advise you to give up this idea. The two ancestors are in the realm of immortals. The water in their 'divine circle' is too deep. We mortals can't control it at all."

The branches were burning and crackling, Chen Qingqing grabbed his hand and pressed it to her cheek.

"Finally it's not so cold anymore—Buli, I remember your hands and feet are quite warm?"

The two have been hugging each other for the past few days, she likes sticking to him
With him around, there is no need to hug the plush toy, it is warm and fragrant.

"Maybe it's because of the weakness these days."

Yu Buli opened his eyes and said nonsense, it was obviously frozen out of the well water, but he had to forcefully create a sick person in front of her.

"You dare to take a cold shower when you are weak? Do you want to die?" Chen Qingqing frowned, her little husband really didn't know how to take care of herself.

"Didn't you go home? Why are you here? Don't you want to take a bath too? Qingqing, have you forgotten what the girl said, your body hasn't recovered yet." Yu Buli put his hand on her On the cheek, he whipped the woman's little conscience with trusting eyes.

"Uh, I'm here to watch the moon. Look at the moon tonight, it's so round."

Chen Qingqing pointed at the big pancake-faced moon in the sky, and awkwardly changed the subject.

Yu Buli pretended not to see the laundry basket behind her.

This woman must not have looked at her own reflection in the water. At this moment, she looked like a cat who was caught stealing fish, and also like a husband who came home late to drink and was caught by his wife. Guilt was written all over her face.

"No leave, are you cold?"

"It's okay, cough cough." He put his hands on his lips and coughed twice pretentiously.

Chen Qingqing's desire to protect was aroused in an instant, and she raised her hand to untie her clothes and put them on for him. Yu Buli held her hand and let her fall into his arms.

"Hold me in your arms and I'll be warm."

"Hey, in fact, you don't have to insist on taking a cold bath. I don't dislike you, but you just don't dislike me." Chen Qingqing said sullenly while lying in his arms. This little boy's cuteness made her feel bad.

"How could I despise you, Qingqing's whole body is fragrant."

"Always pay attention to the hygiene of the things you enter."

After Chen Qingqing finished speaking, she felt her arms tighten.

Then, the warm liquid slid down her forehead drop by drop, it was red.

"Ah, did you have a nosebleed?" Chen Qingqing looked up, and saw him holding his nose, with blood dripping from his fingers.

The earlobe, as red as blood, leaked his imagination at the moment, and he backed away silently, lest she would notice it.

"Press your nose, I'll get an ice towel and apply it to you."

Chen Qingqing took out her handkerchief and dipped it in the cool stream water.

"You're so weak, and you still want to take a cold bath? You can't mess around like this in the future." She babbled while applying ice to the root of his nose.

Yu Buli was glad that she couldn't read minds, otherwise, the messy things in his mind would be enough for her to kill him several times.

The two went back under the moonlight, walking side by side hand in hand.

As if she was afraid that his hand would get cold again, she kept holding his hand.

The people in front of Manshan's house dispersed, Er Mao guarded the door and yawned, and when he saw the two ancestors coming back holding hands, he stood at attention.

"Who is watching at the entrance of the village?" Chen Qingqing asked, she was sure that some curious and troubled person would come to the village to find out the truth, and she had already arranged for someone to watch, just waiting for the resurrection of the dead at dawn .

"Dafa is on guard, and the two elder brothers of the village are patrolling the village." Er Mao kept his eyes fixed, pretending not to see the hands of the two ancestors holding each other.

"Go into the house and rest for a while, don't blow the wind, I'll go and have a look, and I'll call you when the time is up." Chen Qingqing said gently to her weak little husband.

"Let's go together, I want to stay with you later." He replied like a clingy goblin.

Ermao wanted to poke his eyes, why isn't he blind?

(End of this chapter)