The Strongest Young Grandmother

Ye Luo Hongrui listened to Gu Ningshuang's words, then turned to point to a car not far away, "Dad is there."

Gu Ningshuang looked in the direction of Ye Luo Hongrui's finger, and saw a car parked in the shadow not far away.

At this moment, the car door opened, and Ye Luo Yunhuang also got out of the car.

The moment she saw Ye Luo Yunhuang, Gu Ningshuang's heart skipped a beat. The scene from last night flashed into her mind involuntarily, and what he said, wife, the only one.

Thinking of it, her heart was beating a few times.

Gu Ningshuang's eyes fell on Ye Luo Yunhuang. She had to admit that this man had an unparalleled charm. Whether it was his actions of getting out of the car or his figure standing beside the car, he was so elegant and noble.

Looking at him, I feel that he is like a painting of indigo and black ink on the distant mountains, with a unique temperament, as charming as the moonlight, and like the lotus of the snow-capped mountains, without the smell of red dust.

At this moment, Gu Ningshuang looked at Ye Luo Yunhuang's splendid elegance, her eyes seemed to be burning, her eyes shattered, and then she settled down, pulled Ye Luo Hongrui, and walked over there.

The closer she gets, the faster Gu Ningshuang's heart beats. She knows that this man is poisonous, and with the innate charm, it makes people look at it and feel a little uncontrollable in her heart.

Walking towards Ye Luo Yunhuang step by step, Gu Ningshuang worked hard to adjust her heartbeat and breath.

When she was standing in front of Ye Luo Yunhuang, Gu Ningshuang had stabilized her mind. She looked up at him and lightly opened her lips, "Young Master Ye Luo, just now... Thank you."

It seems that there is a lot to say, but when he opens his mouth, he finds that he can't say anything. Maybe he can only say thank you.

In this case, she doesn't have to reveal her inner unrest.

She knew that it was he who helped him again, otherwise, with Han Sihen's stubborn character, how could she have let her go.

She knew that Ye Luo Hongrui's appearance at a critical time was also Ye Luo Yunhuang's arrangement.

It seems that every time she encounters him, she is so embarrassed. She wants to become stronger quickly, she doesn't want to owe others favors again and again, she has self-knowledge, this man is not something she can be tempted by, nor can she provoke.

Besides, after going through so much, her heart has long been desolate, and she doesn't dare to rely on anyone anymore.

After Gu Ningshuang finished speaking, he heard a faint sigh of disappointment coming from the top of his head. There was helplessness in the shallow voice, like the end of a piano string, it also gently plucked people's heartstrings.

Gu Ningshuang's eyelashes trembled, and she lowered her head slightly, covering the emotions in her eyes.

Ye Luo Yunhuang gently stretched out his hand and took Gu Ningshuang's hand up. Looking at the red and swollen mark on it, he whispered softly, "Does it hurt?"

His voice was filled with untraceable distress, like a clear spring, it flowed through Gu Ningshuang's heart at once, nourishing her dry heart.

Does it hurt? The words hit the most vulnerable part of her heart all at once.

In the past few years, she has been in a state of embarrassment. When she was forced into a desperate situation, many times, she survived by herself. No one has ever been like Ye Luo Yunhuang, who asked her if it hurt?

Does it hurt? Of course she was in pain, but she had been in pain a lot over the years, and she became numb, and she forgot what pain felt like.

But it was Ye Luo Yunhuang's gentle question that made her suddenly burst into tears.

She felt that all the strong pretences were about to be shattered by this sentence.

She took a deep breath, resisted the urge to cry, and whispered, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

She used all her strength to slap Han Sihen's face swollen. She felt that it was a good deal, because next time, if Han Sihen was on guard, she might not be able to get the benefits.

"Silly girl!"

Ye Luo Yunhuang sighed helplessly, then took out the bottle and poured the potion on Gu Ningshuang's hand, "The swelling should subside in a while, and it won't hurt anymore."

Gu Ningshuang could feel the warm temperature of Ye Luo Yunhuang's palm, she seemed to be scalded, she shrank her hand as if to escape, but Ye Luo Yunhuang held her tightly, and she couldn't pull out her hand at all.

"Young Master Ye Luo, I... I still have things to do. I'll go back to the old house first."

Gu Ningshuang found that she couldn't stay with Ye Luo Yunhuang any longer, and his tenderness of caring about him was poisonous.

Ye Luo Yunhuang held Gu Ningshuang's hand and did not let go. He looked down at her seriously, and said word by word, "Gu Ningshuang, you don't need to be so painful, is it difficult to be my wife?"