The wolf girl is also black

Chapter 348 Call Me Grandpa (4)
Qinghe flipped through the photos, looked at the people in the photos, and then looked up at the old man: "Grandpa Weisheng, is this you?" It looks a bit like it, but it doesn't seem to be quite like it.

"What do you call Grandpa Weisheng? You can just call him Grandpa. How troublesome, there are so many words." The old man became more and more satisfied with Qinghe, and he didn't even hear what she said. After hearing her address, he frowned and corrected .

Are there many words?Qinghe really wanted to show him his finger, but it was just two more words. Isn't this a normal name.But looking at his more and more creepy hot eyes, Qinghe is not hypocritical, anyway, she also recognized the evil star, and now his only relative likes her, of course she is happy.

Qinghe yelled crisply and without pretense: "Grandpa, is this you?"

The old man suddenly became consummated, his smiling face became round, and he looked more and more like a Maitreya Buddha with a happy smile.

"Hey, well, it's better for a girl to call grandpa. I don't want that brat to call me like I owe him millions. It's unwilling and hard. From now on, my old man won't care too much. You can do it if you have a girl." gone."

Because of the wet eyes of the old man, Weisheng Yueren understood his hardships for so many years and worried about himself.After finally being moved, I silently reflected on myself, my grandfather is getting older, so I should treat him better in the future.In the end, I heard his insulting words, if you praise someone, you can praise him, why do you have to bring him, belittle him and then praise his woman, the guilt in my heart is gone.

Qinghe didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and didn't know how to continue the conversation.The more I get to know him, the more I feel that this old man is just an old urchin, and he seems to have all kinds of disgust and complaints about his only grandson.Seizing the opportunity, he called Wei Shengyueren worthless, and never let go of any chance to hit him.

When meeting parents, shouldn't they always praise their children?This old man is the opposite, and he is not afraid of her running away.

Qinghe turned to the end, no more?

"Why isn't there a photo of him growing up? This last one is when he was nine years old?" Qinghe looked at the handwritten words on the photo. The notes were soft, slender, and written horizontally and vertically with extreme seriousness. It looked like it was written by a woman. Yes, it should be Weisheng Yueren's mother.

The old man paused with a smile on his face, his voice was a little stiff, and he looked at Qinghe with complicated eyes for a while, and then said: "Too many things happened to that brat when he was nine years old, which turned his whole life upside down." , and he hasn’t had a photo taken since then.”

Qinghe frowned slightly, feeling a little pain in her heart, the fate of the evil star must have been rewritten since then.Just about to continue asking, Weishengyueren's voice came from behind, Qinghe's eyes flickered, she had already felt his breath, and now she speaks, don't you want her to know?

Weisheng Yueren strode forward: "What are you doing?"

The old man glanced at his grandson, then at Qinghe, and saw her drooping eyelids, her eyelashes flickering like butterfly wings. Although she was agile and beautiful, it was impossible to see the thoughts in her eyes.Originally, he had been observing this girl, but when her expression suddenly changed, and her eyes became softer, he found it strange.It took a while to feel that someone was coming, and it couldn't be anyone else except that brat.That girl found out earlier than him, this is what surprised him the most, at first he thought she was a shrewd and agile girl, but now it seems that this girl is hiding something deep.Just now that brat suddenly made a sound, I don't know if this girl will think too much.

The old man closed his eyes, forget it, let the young people deal with it themselves.The person who can make the brat look up to him is naturally not simple.Since he still couldn't let it go, he didn't dare to tell that girl, just let him go, lest the old man's meddling would have the opposite effect.

But after a few breaths, the three people present had different thoughts.The old man suddenly broke the deadlock, as if he didn't know anything, he said with a narrow smile: "I'm looking at your childhood photos, it's so cute, it's not like now, it's annoying no matter how you look at it. Isn't it, girl?"

Qinghe looked as usual, and nodded with a smile: "En."

Weishengyueren observed her carefully for a while, and made sure that she had no other thoughts and was unhappy, so her tense body relaxed a bit. It wasn't that he was hiding it from her, but that he hadn't figured out how to tell her.Moreover, he is afraid of...

Seeing his nervous expression, Qinghe shook her head amusedly, is she such a stingy person?Everyone has their own secrets, and she didn't present all of herself naked in front of him, did she?How can you ask others to confess to him that they want to sue.Although I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart, only their courage is true, and many things are just a matter of time.

After the meal, even though the old man stayed with him again and again, he wished that his tears and nose would all come out.But Weishengyueren still dragged her away, and was about to leave the gate of the castle. She seemed to hear the old man yelling vaguely, telling her to visit him often and not forget him.Weishengyueren's face turned dark immediately after hearing this insane words, and he took her hand and walked quickly.

Qinghe didn't deliberately look for someone who was exactly like Weishengyueren. If it was someone else, she would definitely. In addition to satisfying her own curiosity, the most important thing is to know herself and the enemy. She still wants to control everything in her own hands .But since it's something Xie Xing doesn't want to tell her yet, forget it. Anyway, although that person looks like Xie Xing, she can tell at a glance that it is not Xie Xing, or she didn't see it at all. The eyes are the same, but she feels it, because her heart has no ripples for that person, and it is very calm.

After returning home, Weisheng Yueren's eyes fell on Qinghe's hand again, and he always felt that something was wrong there, but there was nothing on that smooth and slender wrist except for a strangely shaped agate bracelet.

Qinghe had noticed his gaze a long time ago, this guy's feeling was really sharp and frightening.Ever since she came back with Hongluan, he has been looking at her hand intentionally or unintentionally, with some doubts in his eyes.

Qinghe smiled slyly, and suddenly brought her tender white wrist close to his eyes, shaking it slightly.Hongluan immediately stretched out her small head clearly, spit out the snake letter, and made a hissing sound.In some respects, this little thing is more human than the snow wolf. After a few days of getting along, she and this little thing have become more and more tacit understanding, and she has become more and more fond of this sensible and well-behaved little thing.

Weishengyueren was unprepared against Qinghe, only felt a white and red object suddenly appeared in front of him, before he could react, he heard the sound of a snake, his body was one step faster than his thoughts, and his instinct for danger made him quickly Falling to the side, he still didn't forget to wrap his arms around Qinghe's waist and circle him into his protection zone.

Qinghe originally just wanted to make a joke, but he didn't expect this guy to act so big, especially his instinctive act of protecting himself, which made Qinghe laugh happily, as if a prank had succeeded.But Qinghe knew it wasn't. When encountering danger, some people don't even think about protecting themselves by instinct. Isn't it because she has taken root deep in his heart and has become a part of him?In this way, she has nothing to worry about. It is her luck to have someone who treats her like this in this life, to have a young man.

(End of this chapter)