Losing Control After Drinking, He Was Forced To Have A Flash Marriage With The Eldest Lady In The Be

Duan Ye talked for a long time but didn't hear Luo Qingyuan's answer. He couldn't help but turn around in confusion, only to see a pair of reddish eyes.

Duan Ye's heart was inexplicably tugged, and he quickly asked her: "What's wrong? What happened?"

Luo Qingyuan came back to her senses, rubbed her eyes, and said with a smile: "The sand flying from nowhere splashed and it hurt a little."

Duan Ye was stunned and couldn't help but feel a little nervous: "Where did it splash?"

Luo Qingyuan smiled: "Eyes."

Duan Ye took a step forward: "Let me take a look."

But Luo Qingyuan smiled and dodged, and walked in front of Duan Ye: "It's okay, it's okay now, you'd better quickly find the sheets and quilts."

Duan Ye: "Is everything really okay?"

Luo Qingyuan nodded: "I promise, I'm really fine."

Duan Ye then felt relieved and stepped forward to hold Luo Qingyuan, holding her tighter this time.

Luo Qingyuan smiled and said nothing more, but quietly stood side by side with Duan Ye.

There was a roar of people around, but Luo Qingyuan felt her heartbeat not stopping.

And Duan Ye couldn't help but raise his lips slightly. He seemed... somewhat unable to control his heart.

The noisier and crowded the surroundings were, the more he felt that Luo Qingyuan should be by his side.

A middle-aged man walked towards him, and Duan Ye subconsciously took Luo Qingyuan over and said, "Come inside."

Luo Qingyuan pursed her lips and smiled, a rare little girl's shyness, and responded softly: "Okay."

While holding her hand, Duan Ye carefully selected the sheets and bedding, and finally ordered a set that was cost-effective and soft to the touch.

The two of them went to get a complete set of toiletries, then paid for the things and took them home.

When we got home, it was already around eight o'clock in the evening.

The potted plants and plants they bought were still in the trunk, and they moved them home together.

When they finally went up, only Luo Qingyuan was still holding today's trophy - the red rose.

After returning home, the two of them returned to their own doors, but as if they thought of something again, they turned around at the same time, but at the same time, their eyes met.

Duan Ye's palms felt a little warm: "Well...I'll make the bed for grandma."

Luo Qingyuan: "Let me help you."

Duan Ye nodded: "Okay."

In fact, helping is the second priority. Duan Ye just wants to stay with Luo Qingyuan for a while.

Luo Qingyuan put down the red rose in his hand and entered another room with Duan Ye. Together, they quickly laid out the bed sheets.

Although Duan Ye had tried his best to slow down, it still took the two of them twenty minutes to pack everything up and place toiletries, etc.

After doing all this, the two returned to the door of their respective rooms.

They looked at each other, feeling a little sweet in their hearts.

Luo Qingyuan was the first to speak: "Then...good night."

Duan Ye nodded. In Luo Qingyuan's eyes, he looked like a well-behaved big wolf dog.

Duan Ye: "Good night, Sister Luo..."

After saying that, Duan Ye quickly opened the door, entered the room, closed the door, and locked the door, all at once.

Left alone... Luo Qingyuan was a little stunned.

After Luo Qingyuan reacted to Duan Ye's address, she couldn't help but feel a little warm in her heart, and she was a little... happy.

Then, Luo Qingyuan shook her head helplessly and smiled: "Good night, Aye."

In just a few days of getting along, Luo Qingyuan actually felt a sweet feeling.

No wonder others say that love can make people happy. Luo Qingyuan used to sneer at this statement, but now she firmly believes in it.

But, Duan Ye actually learned to lock the door tonight?

Luo Qingyuan glanced at Duan Ye's room and murmured: "Sooner or later, I have to let you open your door willingly."

After saying that, Luo Qingyuan also went back to the bedroom to wash up.

Monday, seven o'clock in the morning.

Luo Qingyuan and Duan Ye came out of the bedroom at the same time, rubbing their sleepy eyes. When they noticed each other, they both opened their eyes and looked at each other.

Luo Qingyuan waved her hand: "Good morning!"

Duan Ye: "Morning!"

Luo Qingyuan walked straight over and poured water: "Are you here to drink water too?"

Duan Ye nodded: "Yes, the weather is getting hotter and hotter. It will be hot if you don't turn on the air conditioner at night, and it will be cold if you turn it on."

Luo Qingyuan smiled and poured him a glass of water: "Indeed, summer is coming after all."

Duan Ye gulped down a glass of water, and Luo Qingyuan asked him: "Do you still drink?"

Duan Ye shook his head and was about to go back to wash up when he turned around and saw the red roses in a vase placed in a transparent vase on the coffee table.

The morning light poured in through the window, like a filter on the roses.

I don't know if it was Duan Ye's illusion, but he always felt that the roses had grown bigger and looked better.

Luo Qingyuan came over and patted his shoulder: "The rose is beautiful, thank you."

When Duan Ye turned to look at Luo Qingyuan, Luo Qingyuan was already rubbing his head and preparing to go back to the room to clean up.

Duan Ye: "That..."

As soon as Duan Ye spoke, Luo Qingyuan stopped and turned around to ask him, "What's wrong?"

Duan Ye: "Do you want to pick up grandma? Didn't you say grandma would come over today?"

Luo Qingyuan smiled and said, "Someone sent her here, don't worry."

Duan Ye: "Did you give her the key to our house? We all have to go to work. Don't lock grandma out."

As soon as Duan Ye finished speaking, the doorbell rang.

Luo Qingyuan and Duan Ye looked at each other.

Duan Ye was a little nervous: "It can't be grandma, right?"

Duan Ye didn't forget the trouble he had with Luo Qingyuan's mother in this room.

Hearing this, Luo Qingyuan hurried to look. As soon as she opened the door, she was greeted by a big bear hug: "Hi! My eldest granddaughter!"

Luo Qingyuan's head was covered with black lines: "Grandma?"

The old lady quickly let go of Luo Qingyuan, then took off her sunglasses, then touched her colorful clothes, colorful pants and flip-flops. There was also a duffel bag hanging on her arm? ? ? That smile is called free and easy.

A proper country lady went into the city, but the flowery clothes and pants looked new at first glance, ironed to the point where there were no wrinkles at all.

The old lady winked at Luo Qingyuan and said, "How are you, good granddaughter, grandma's dress...isn't it very, very good?"

She listened to Luo Qingyuan and pretended to be low-key and poor! She even asked the people below to just send her to the gate of the community!

In order to cater to the market, I also bought the most popular suit at the moment! She made a huge sacrifice for her granddaughter!

Luo Qingyuan's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Duan Ye poked his head out from behind Luo Qingyuan and gave the old lady a thumbs up: "Grandma! You are so fashionable!"

When the old lady looked at Duan Ye, she pushed him away without waiting for Luo Qingyuan to speak and walked straight towards Duan Ye. She also threw her flip-flops at the door and walked over barefoot.

"Oh, you are my grandson-in-law, right? You are so handsome and talented..."

Luo Qingyuan hurriedly went to get spare slippers: "Grandma, put on your shoes first."

Duan Ye didn't expect the old lady to come straight away. He was shocked and said quickly: "Grandma, put on your shoes."

The old lady put on her shoes with a smile and reached out to pat Duan Ye on the shoulder: "Okay, okay, the young man has very strong muscles!"

Luo Qingyuan's eyelids twitched wildly again, and she walked over and held the old lady's arm: "Grandma, let's go in and sit down first, okay?"

The old lady smiled from ear to ear: "Sure!"

Luo Qingyuan glanced at Duan Ye awkwardly: "Don't mind, my grandma is just... more open-minded."

Duan Ye nodded ignorantly: "It's good to be more open-minded, it's good..."

Duan Ye felt something was wrong, but he couldn't seem to tell what was wrong.