Xianxian was still holding on to her trouser legs and was laughing like "crack, creak!"
Song Qianqian glared at it from between her fingers, "Is your skin itchy?"
There was suddenly a person at the door of Shang Dynasty's bedroom. Of course he was aware of it, but from his expression to his movements, he was as steady as a mountain, not warm or hasty.
"Why are you here?"
Song Qianqian nodded and realized that she was covering her eyes with her hands, so she had no choice but to answer: "Let's take a look at this little beast."
He was glaring at the "little beast" with a slightly gritted tone.
When Xianxian heard her calling him that, he knew that she was getting angry from embarrassment. He wisely spread her trouser legs and slid to the side of Shang Dynasty.
Then he jumped onto Shang Chao's shoulder, not forgetting to nuzzle the man's solid shoulder with his head.
Song Qianqian finally figured it out.
This little guy is now having an affair with the Shang Dynasty!
She still covered her eyes and backed out of the room, "I'll wait for you downstairs."
Before Shang Chao could speak, she had disappeared.
Song Qianqian walked quickly to the stairs, then took a breath and calmed down a lot. She could no longer see the embarrassment she had been in a minute ago.
Only immortals know about her shortcomings.
She can face anyone and anything with ease and without changing her expression, except for a man's body.
When she was in the mysterious world, she accidentally saw her master taking a bath, and her body temperature was extremely high for seven days. During those seven days, whenever she touched her master and saw his angry face, she would sneeze.
But it's strange that she didn't react to other people even when they saw it.
Sitting on the sofa, she held her palms slightly.
I just had a quick glance, and I saw that I had a pretty good figure, but I didn’t see anything clearly, so it shouldn’t count?
When Shang Chao went downstairs, he saw her raising her hand and testing the temperature of her forehead with the back of her hand.
"What's wrong?" His expression became a little more solemn.
After walking over, I subconsciously wanted to see if she had a cold or fever.
His hand reached over and touched her forehead, bringing with it a hint of coolness after bathing and the fragrance of shower gel.
"Sneeze!" Song Qianqian suddenly sneezed without any warning.
Shang Chao frowned.
Song Qianqian covered her face with her elbow, thinking that he was disgusted with being hit by her own sneeze.
She felt even more unhappy than he did!
"Stay away from me... Sneeze!" When she was talking to him, she looked at him again, and then sneezed hard again.
As a result, Shang Chao did not avoid her, but looked at her worriedly, "Have you caught a cold?"
"I'm fine!" Song Qianqian turned sideways and looked down on him, which would be much better.
Shang Chao was still worried, "I have a thermometer and medicine at home. Can you test it?"
Song Qianqian rolled her eyes in her heart. There was no need to take a test. She could feel that her body temperature was not low. It was estimated that an ordinary mercury thermometer would burst.
"Squeak, squeak!" Xianxian came out weakly at this moment and tugged on Shang Chao's trouser leg.
The Shang Dynasty spent a few days with it, and the communication between them was pretty good.
"Is she okay?" he asked Xianxian.
The immortal nodded.
Song Qianqian didn't look at Shang Chao for a few minutes, and finally recovered, but her cheeks were still red, as if she was tipsy after taking two sips of wine.
It happened that this scene was seen by Gu Wenjun who came back from the backyard.
"Hey, my granddaughter-in-law is here? I haven't seen her for several days. Let grandma take a look!"
The old lady walked faster than the servant next to her. She was as light as a swallow, and she didn't look like she was ninety years old. Even if she was said to be nineteen years old, some people would believe her.
When Gu Wenjun saw her face, he paused and said, "Oh, my little girl, what's wrong with this face?"
After saying that, he glared at Shang Chao.
Shang Chao smiled helplessly, "You don't think I can beat girls?"
Oh, that's true.
"I don't even dare to measure you!"
Gu Wenjun turned around and carefully held her cheek, "Why is it so red?"
Unable to hold back, Gu Wenjun pinched it. The little lump was white and rosy, soft and had excellent skin!
The old lady suddenly laughed, "Girl, are you shy when you see my little grandson?"
shy?
Song Qianqian wanted to snort when she heard this word.
She has lived for so many years, what kind of man would she be shy about without seeing him?
Unfortunately, her situation cannot be explained using normal words.
Does she want to say that she is immune to men's naked bodies?
What if the old lady asked Shang Qisheng to show her arms and legs later, which would be embarrassing.
She had no choice but to acquiesce and remain silent.
Gu Wenjun immediately laughed, "I was shocked, but..."
She also looked at the Shang Dynasty and said proudly: "My grandson, apart from other aspects, looks and figure, he is indeed the best in Haicheng, there is no choice!"
Shang Dynasty:……
Isn’t it true that he can’t do anything else? He still has to rely on his face?
Song Qianqian smiled perfunctorily and resolutely did not look towards Shang Chao.
Gu Wenjun found out, and she felt even happier in her heart.
For so many years, Lao Qi has refused to talk about relationships, life and death. This time when he came back, it was rare to see him getting close to a girl.
The key is still the girl that both she and Shang Qi Sheng like!
What a happy occasion?
Gu Wenjun chatted with Song Qianqian's parents about their family affairs, and their mouths almost never stopped.
As she sat there, she was in a daze most of the time.
I thought that I would take Xianxian away in a while, and I would have to leave a reason for the Shang Dynasty so that I would not meet him again if nothing happened.
Of course, these were what she told the Shang Dynasty after she was left to have dinner with the old lady.
When talking to him, she still didn't look at him.
She just said that she would never see her again no matter what happened.
Shang Chao tilted his head, lowered his eyebrows, and there was a trace of depression between his sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, "Don't you want to see me?"
He discovered that since grandma started chatting with her, she had not looked at him, not even a glance.
Even if you don't even glance at him, you are either very strict in self-restraint, or you hate him enough?
She didn't like him, and the Shang Dynasty knew this.
But after so long, he thought the relationship between them should be considered closer.
Song Qianqian simply nodded, "That's right."
He added: "Anyway, if you have anything to do, you can tell me on the phone or on WeChat, it's the same thing."
"I'm sorry to trouble you about the immortal procedures. I'll remember this favor."
As she spoke, she was ready to leave.
Shang Chao couldn't hold it back and took a step sideways with his long legs to stop her.
How can he cope with not seeing each other again?
"I'm still looking into the cause of grandpa's death. Your mother will be involved, and you know it. I'm afraid it's not serious, so I still have to inform you occasionally."
"Use the phone."
"I like to chat in person." The man's voice was gentle, but also revealed an invisible domineering tone.
Song Qianqian frowned, "What on earth are you..."
"I am indeed interested in you." Shang Chao answered calmly, "My fair lady, a gentleman is always brave."
Song Qianqian couldn't help but smile in her heart. She is the graceful grandma, right?