Master Loves His Little Beautiful Wife

The girl's wet eyes made Chu Yichen slightly absent-minded. His thin lips curled into a touch of love that he did not know about.    

His footsteps paused on the spot, turned slightly, and let out a low laugh. He looked at Su Ningning, "Is something the matter?"    

"Him, who is that person?" Su Ningning frowned slightly and revealed a look of displeasure. She said softly, "His eyes are not upright and he does not seem to be an upright person. He is not likable."    

She was never the kind of person who was easy to meddle in other people's business.    

It was just that she did not know why, but the fact that Third Master knew such a person made her feel a little unhappy in her heart.    

Seeing her frown, Chu Yichen's well-proportioned and slender fingers slowly pressed against her eyebrows. He gently stroked her brows, "Why are you frowning for no reason? You have already seen through a person like him. Could it be that I am a fool?"    

"That's enough. You can avoid him when you meet him. This person is not a good person." Initially, Chu Yichen did not take Liu Zhe's matter to heart.    

However, Su Ningning's unhappy look greatly pleased him.    

His handsome face was somewhat mildly colored, "This person, Liu Zhe, is one of the school directors. He is very good at drilling camps.    

However, you basically have nothing to do with him. Furthermore, you are the daughter of the Su family. Even if he knew, he would have to weigh his weight. "    

Chu Yichen narrowed his eyes and could not help but be affected by a dangerous light.    

Heh -    

If that person did not have eyes, he did not mind directly taking care of him.    

"Oh, I, I understand..."    

Chu Yichen's hot finger and abdomen were so hot that it made her heart palpitate. The space between her brows seemed to have been scalded flat.    

Su Ningning guiltily turned her head away and avoided his touch without leaving a trace. She quickly turned around and left.    

Seeing her panicky look, Chu Yichen's finger awkwardly stopped in midair. After a moment, he shook his head and withdrew his palm. There was only this slight indulgence between his brows.    

Her panic was a form of encouragement to him.    

At least, she did not hate him anymore.    

...    

"Grandpa Chu,"    

Su Ningning looked at Old Master Chu and smiled. "Is there anything wrong with your leg?"    

"Oh, Baby Ning, grandpa's leg. There is something wrong with it," ___ said.    

"Huh?"    

"Hahaha!"    

"..." Su Ningning felt awkward when she heard Old Master Chu's hearty laughter.    

So, what do you want to laugh about?    

She looked up at Chu Yichen blankly and asked him silently, which made Chu Yichen feel a little excited in his heart. So his little girl had started to trust him? It was a great improvement!    

"Old man, you scared my little girl!" Chu Yichen frowned and lazily leaned against the stone table not far from Su Ningning.    

Old Master Chu unhappily glared at his grandson, "You damn brat... Wait, wait..." Suddenly, he was stunned again. What did that damn brat say just now?    

His little girl?    

His little girl!    

So, this was an iron tree blooming?    

In an instant, the old man was so happy that he didn't laugh three times.    

"Baby Ning, don't be afraid. Grandpa is happy. Happy." Old Master Chu was happy in his heart, but he did not dare to ask in front of Baby Ning. He was afraid that he would scare the little girl away.    

Chu Yichen, this damn brat, was the face of the King of Hell!    

It was not easy to get his granddaughter-in-law back. He treasured her.    

"Grandpa Chu, what's the anomaly?" Su Ningning's face was also a little hot. She secretly glared at Chu Yichen.    

However, she felt a little sweet in her heart.    

Was it his little girl?    

Old Master Chu revealed a mysterious smile. "Little Baby Ning, guess!"    

...    

The wife was no longer annoyed with herself. Carson, take a small step today, take a big step tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow...    

Miss Ning's willow-shaped eyebrows glared, Die a little further the day after tomorrow ~