After a hidden marriage with the president

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the old grandmother to say anything, she ran directly into the house and took out the medicine box.

She skillfully found a small bottle from it, got two in the palm of her hand, and carefully fed her the medicine.

He took another cup from the tea table, went to the kitchen and poured a cup of warm water.

The old grandmother grabbed the cup and took two sips, then waved her hand to indicate that she would not drink anymore.

In this situation, she really couldn't calm down.

"Sister Zhong, sit down and we sisters can talk." The old grandmother took Aunt Zhong's hand and asked her to sit down on the sofa.

Aunt Zhong has been working at Zuo's house for more than forty years, and she has a good relationship with the old lady, and she is a few years older than the old lady, so the old lady usually calls her a sister.

Sister Zhong took advantage of the situation and sat beside the old lady.

"Sister Zhong, tell me, did I do something wrong just now! Chen'er, he finally found someone he likes!" The old grandmother turned her head to look at the door.

Inexhaustible sorrow covered her vicissitudes of life.

If she hadn't been forced to do so, she would not have thought of using this method.

After hearing her words, Aunt Zhong knew what she was thinking. She clapped the old lady's hand comfortingly, "Don't worry, it's not that young master doesn't know what you're thinking, he can understand you, it's just about your position." It's just different!"

Why doesn't the old lady know this truth, she just doesn't know whether this matter should continue.

Aunt Zhong has been with the old lady for so many years, how could she not know what she is thinking.

"As you get older, you care more about your children. I know you don't ask how much money the young master earns, or how much power and status you have. You just want the young master to grow up in peace."

Speaking of this, she paused for a moment, as if she didn't know whether she should say the next thing.

She hesitated for a while before continuing, "Similarly, the young master just loves the young mistress. It can be said that from the beginning to the end, the young mistress has nothing to do with this matter."

"The young master loves the young mistress so much, how could he treat the young mistress like this!"

What's more, the young master should also be afraid, he is afraid that one day the young mistress will think that the young master is just using her and leave the young master in a rage!
Aunt Zhong thought in her heart, but she didn't say this sentence.

I have to say that Aunt Zhong's understanding of the grandparent and grandson is really exquisite!

The old lady was silent for a long time, and finally made up her mind. She made a very bold choice.

Let her be this unkind and unrighteous villain!

Anyway, she didn't have many years to live.

When the time comes, if Song Qingran becomes strange, she will blame her for being so old.

As long as her Chen'er can live a safe and healthy life, she will die with peace.

I only hope that when the time comes, Song Qingran will not be angry with Chen'er because of her Chen'er's resolute rejection of her, and just live the life of their young couple happily together with him.

The old lady looked firmly at the direction Zuo Chen was leaving, and said secretly in her heart, "I'm sorry, Chen'er, grandma really can't help it!"

Zuo Chen didn't expect that the old lady would have such thoughts after he stood up to attention and rejected the old lady.

After returning to the villa, Zuo Chen hugged Song Qingran all the way to his room without thinking.

He gently placed her on the bed, and piously pressed a kiss on her forehead.

Then he turned around and went into the bathroom, and when he came out, he had an extra towel and a basin in his hand.

He wiped Song Qingran's exposed body meticulously.

Of course, he also wanted to take off her clothes and wipe her body.

But he didn't dare, he was afraid that if he couldn't control himself, he would
After he wiped her body, he covered her with a quilt, poured out the water, and came to the balcony alone, leaving a lonely back facing the inner room.

In the long night, Zuo Chen really couldn't sleep.

He was very upset, and the only way he could think of to relax was to smoke.

In fact, he doesn't usually like to smoke. He only occasionally smokes a cigarette or two when he is bored and has nowhere to vent.

But today, he kept smoking, and after a while, the balcony was covered with cigarette butts.

The cold wind was blowing against his body, but he didn't care at all.

What the old grandmother said today still seems to be vivid in his memory, and he can't forget it even if he wants to.

As a grandson, he can probably guess what the old grandmother was thinking.

But he knew about his illness. After so many years, he could do nothing about it. Now that he suddenly said that his illness was cured, he was actually happy.

But he has been an atheist since he was a child, and he doesn't believe in the method his grandmother said at all.

What's more, this method is at the cost of hurting Song Qingran.

Thinking of his illness, Zuo Chen felt bitterness in his heart.

He stood on the balcony for a while, and returned to the bedroom when the wind completely blew away the smell of cigarettes from his body.

After a brief wash, he carefully went to bed.

As soon as he hugged Song Qingran into his arms, he found her trembling suddenly.

He felt the movement coming from his arms, and quickly let go of her, and waited until his body was almost warm before hugging her into his arms again.

With Nuan Yu in his arms, Zuo Chen gradually became sleepy, and soon fell asleep.

Song Qingran woke up early the next morning.

She opened her big hazy eyes, and what she saw was a flesh-colored mass, and she poked it with a finger.

Oh, it's pretty hard!

She poked it a few more times and found it was quite fun!
She raised her head, and a handsome face suddenly came into her eyes.

This, it seems to be Zuo Chen!

When seeing Zuo Chen, Song Qingran subconsciously thought that he hadn't woken up yet, so he pinched his face.

How could she dream of Zuo Chen, and dream of sleeping on the same bed with him!
Song Qingran, you are really.
But the sympathy on her face showed her, "You are not dreaming, you are sleeping on the same bed as Zuo Chen!"

Song Qingran was startled awake in a daze, she hurriedly lowered her head to look at her body.

"Huh, it's okay, the clothes are still there!" Song Qingran breathed a sigh of relief.

Only then did she separate her mind to see the state of the two of them.

She remembered that when she woke up, it seemed as if her hands were wrapping around her thin and muscular waist, and the top of her head seemed to be pressed by something hard.

She was still wondering just now, but now she knows - that is Zuo Chen's chin.

At this moment, Zuo Chen's hands were resting on his waist, and one of those 1.3-meter-long legs collided with her knee, and the other pressed against her calf.

Song Qingran recalled yesterday's scene, and found that after she and Zuo Chen returned to the old house yesterday, Zuo Chen was called by the grandmother to go to the study to discuss matters.

She was too bored waiting below, so she found a novel and read it, and then she seemed to have no memory of it.

She actually fell asleep while reading the novel!
How embarrassing to not even know when you will be home!
While Zuo Chen was still soundly asleep, she wanted to get out first, and go down to help her aunt make breakfast.

But before she even moved a little bit, Zuo Chen hugged her even tighter.

In order not to wake Zuo Chen up, Song Qingran could only remain stiff and motionless.

Unable to withstand him left and right, Song Qingran was held in his arms, so she simply didn't get up, and stayed with him in the room for a while.

Unknowingly, Song Qingran fell asleep again, and was finally awakened by the sound of water in the bathroom. Song Qingran sat up in a daze, just as Zuo Chen had just come out of the bathroom, wearing a white bathrobe that looked a little abstinent mean.

The ink-colored broken hair and water flowed down, down his neck, and finally sank into the bath towel.

She had known for a long time that Zuo Chen's figure looked good, but she never thought that he would look thinner when dressed, and fleshier when undressed!

Zuo Chen's eyes gradually darkened, and the memories of the morning flooded back into his mind instantly, Song Qingran only felt a rush of hot air rushing up his neck, Ling Guang's brain suddenly became rusty and dull, and he was still a little dull.

Zuo Chen frowned, satisfied with her reaction, and walked towards the bed step by step with his lips curled up: "Is Mrs. Zuo still satisfied? For those who saw it."

Song Qingran, who was originally full of unhealthy thoughts, suddenly blushed when he heard such a low and hoarse question from him, but forced himself to calm down, and flirted back unceremoniously: "Satisfaction, satisfaction, if the layer of fabric is missing Better."

She stared at the layer of fluffy bath towel, Zuo Chen saw that she was a stubborn girl, "Oh, then I have to sacrifice my beauty for Mrs. Zuo."

After speaking, he gestured to tear off the towel.

Song Qingran hurriedly covered her eyes, and heard a rustling sound for a long time, and when she looked up again, the person in front of her was already standing there fully dressed.

The voice fell from the top of her head, with the characteristic hoarseness of the morning: "Breakfast is ready, wake up, change your clothes and come down to eat, I will wait for you."

Respectful!

Song Qingran spat at him, then got up quickly.

After breakfast, Zuo Chen sent Song Qingran to destroy the school. Before getting off the car, Zuo Chen left a message that he would pick her up in the afternoon, and drove away after her figure completely disappeared from sight.

There were two familiar figures standing under the shade of a tree not far from the main entrance of the school. With good eyesight, Song Qingran recognized Ye Qingqing and Liu Linhua at a glance.

And the shyness on Ye Qingqing's face.

Song Qingran narrowed his eyes.

The little girl looked down at the toes of her shoes, with the same shyness on her face as she said goodbye to him in the morning.

Not knowing what the boy said, Song Qingran saw Ye Qing raised his head abruptly, his brows and eyes curved in response, and then stared at the figure.

When Song Qingran approached, the person in front was still motionless, with deep reluctance in his eyes.

Pretending to cough casually, "Hey, if you're so reluctant, then let's go together."

The ridicule in her eyes was about to overflow, Ye Qingqing blushed even more, and pulled her to go in another direction, "I'm waiting for you? The sky is big, how can a man compare to sisters!"

Song Qingran couldn't bear to expose her, so he lifted the backpack up, took out two lollipops from his pocket, and handed one to her: "By the way, how far have you two developed? There is a situation!"

Speaking of this, Ye Qingqing blushed a little, lowered her voice a little, and leaned over: "Didn't we go to see his grandfather last time, and then I accidentally drank too much."

Her expression was a bit weird, and Song Qingran's forehead twitched, feeling a bad premonition.

It can't be what she thinks!
"Home plate? Did you two hit?"

Ye Qingqing nodded somewhat inexplicably.

Song Qingran: "."

The inexplicable sense of familiarity, isn't this a replica of her?
"And then?" Song Qingran asked her while biting a lollipop.

"I didn't expect that my wine quality was so poor. After having a relationship in the hotel in a daze, who knew that something big would happen the next day. His grandfather found out about us, so he simply nodded his head and it was confirmed." unmarried relationship."

Ye Qing shook her head, "My feeling now is too unreal, I'm afraid Liu Linhua will suddenly run away after knowing my true nature, what should I do?"

Song Qingran sighed, and tilted his head: "Miss, do you still have an image? In front of him?"

If she remembers correctly, the news of Ye Qingqing chasing Liu Linhua has almost spread across half of the liberal arts college, and the image has already become unfamiliar in a bunch of word of mouth.

". That's right." Ever since she began to blatantly pursue Liu Linhua, Miss Ye almost didn't even want a large part of her brain and face.

"Don't worry, I've met his grandpa. Once the fiancé's name is crowned, it's not easy to take it off. If he runs away, Mr. Liu may react faster than you, and maybe he will interrupt you." leg."