little master

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As soon as I saw the young master, I rushed over, looked around him up and down, and asked, "Are you okay?"

The young master was very strange: "It's nothing, what can I do?"

I pointed over there: "He didn't..."

"Nothing?" The young master followed my gaze, met the eyes of that person, and showed a smile on his face, the kind of smile that children only have when they meet the elders they like.

My brain froze.

I thought this development seemed a bit wrong.

Sure enough, next, the young master called out: "Grandpa."

grandfather? ? ?

Is that the grandpa I thought of?

I turned my head stiffly, saw the kind smile on the man's face, and nodded very kindly to the young master.

I turned back to the young master: "He... is your grandfather?"

The young master nodded, looking like why are you making such a fuss: "Yeah."

I:"……"

This is more embarrassing.

From the moment I entered the door to now, my actions are quickly skipped in my mind. How did I speak to Grandpa Qi? "Hand it over?" "Can't you take him away?"...

The hell did this threat come out of my mouth? ? ?Or to the young master's own grandfather? ? ?

My whole body was as if a bucket of ice water had been poured on my head, or the kind that even the bucket was thrown down. I felt so cold for a moment, and I was so desperate that I wanted to bury myself in it.

May I ask if there are still places available in the crematorium?

I burn myself.

Probably my appearance of petrification in situ seemed too obvious, the young master looked at me strangely when he walked over with the tray, put the teapot and cups on the tea table, and asked me: "What's wrong with you?"

What's wrong?I regarded your favorite grandpa as a villain who wanted to kidnap you, and when I got home, I didn’t understand anything, so I asked him for someone like a stunned young man who had never passed the second period, with a tone like it hadn’t been seen in 800 years I have learned how to write the word respect, and I am almost ready to do it.

If this is said...

I lost the courage to answer, and I just wanted to make myself happy.

I just blame myself for being so hot-blooded that I became brainless. In retrospect, I feel too stupid.

So then again, what time does the crematorium close?Can I jump in line?

After waiting for a long time for an answer, the young master asked again: "What were you talking about just now?"

This is also a sending proposition.

I was determined to keep silent to the end, trying to hide my guilt.

Unexpectedly, when I didn't answer, the other party - Grandpa Qi did speak.

The old man poured himself a cup of tea, happily pulled the young master to sit next to him, and said, "It's okay, we just chatted for a while."

I clearly saw him passing the young master's sight and winking at me: "Yes, Mr. Ji."

The young master also looked at me.

Although I was on the verge of a nervous breakdown from the continuous volcanic eruptions in my heart, I could still understand his hints, so I chose to follow the good advice: "Yes, what Mr. Qi said is true."

The old gentleman smiled, and then chatted with the young master.

I'm not sure what he meant, is it because he is generous so he doesn't mind my offense?Or is it because you don't want to get angry in front of the young master, so you plan to settle accounts after the fall?

But no matter what it is, I have to bear it.

Who made me offend people on the spur of the moment?

In case the young master's revenge is to follow the grandfather...

It is too late for me to choose to commit suicide now.

I had no choice but to wait by the side tremblingly. The young master beckoned me to sit down, so I sat down and listened to their grandparents chatting closely, with smiling faces until the young master was sent away again. Jie knocked on the wall of the cup, and turned his gaze to me again.

I immediately sat upright and heard his voice:

"Is that Ji Shao?"

I nodded.

He took a sip of tea slowly, and said casually: "Qingqing, he likes you very much."

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