This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

  Chapter 1661 Ling Zihuan howling and crying!

  Qiao Yuanxian's straightforward remarks caused Ling Zihuan to take a breath.

  The corners of her mouth were slightly opened and she was dumbfounded.

   "Grandpa Qiao, you misunderstood! My second uncle and I..."

  The little girl subconsciously wanted to refute, but halfway through the conversation, she fell silent.

  At this moment, many feelings that she didn't understand gradually became clear and clear, including the careful thoughts that once made her entangled.

  How much do you like Qiao Mu?

  This sentence is like a divine initiation.

  Ling Zihuan’s innocent emotional world, suddenly came a sentence: She likes second uncle!

   is not the simple liking of the juniors to the elders, but the hearts that are more intertwined with love between men and women.

Once the thought of    came into being, Ling Zihuan pursed the corners of her mouth in an instant, and her cheek faded.

  She seems to understand why she likes to stick to her second uncle, and she also clearly remembers the time when she left the ward, why the second uncle’s desolate back remained entrenched in her mind for a long time.

  But... can she like the second uncle?

  He is so good and handsome, and there are so many women who love her.

  And what about her? Nothing, nothing!

  Besides, if the second uncle knew that she had such thoughts on him, would he never ignore her?

Thinking of this, Ling Zihuan's face turned paler.

  A kind of panic and nervousness that has never been seen before, like a giant net imprisoning her in it.

  At this time, Qiao Yuanxian patiently waited for Ling Zihuan to answer. Seeing her face getting more and more wrong, he asked aloud: "What do you want to say? Don't you like him?"

  Ling Zihuan looked at him blankly, her eyes full of fear.

   Like a frightened little rabbit, anxious.

  She was shrouded in a mood that might be disgusted by her second uncle, unable to break free.

  That's her second uncle, who loves her elders!

  The more you think about it, the more unsustainable this mood is.

  In the end, Ling Zihuan didn't say a word, and started to click and shed tears in a daze.

  Qiao Yuanxian: "???"

  He looked at the little girl with a headache, looking down and weeping, as if she was aggrieved.

  This kind of clean and clear little girl may be more in line with her temperament if she cries loudly.

  However, her silent tearful gesture seemed to have suffered a great deal of grievance, and Qiao Yuanxian looked at her with bursts of irritability.

  He unconsciously glanced at the stone table top, gritted his teeth, "What are you crying for?"

   Then he turned to the old man who was listening behind the door and ordered, "Bring a tissue!"

   Very strange, he can’t see Ling Zihuan crying!

  The tears of this little girl made him feel a little bit painful.

  Is still young in the end, maybe he was shocked by his serious expression.

  Qiao Yuanxian looked up at the sky and slowly closed his eyes. He had been a monk for many years, thinking that his emotions and desires had long been thrown out of the clouds.

  Unexpectedly, a little girl from the Ling family could still affect his compassion.

  A few seconds later, the old section trot from the attic holding a tissue.

  A closer look, it’s incredible, what wronged the little girl was, she was obviously suffocated in tears, and her face blushed unreasonably.

  He glanced at Qiao Yuanxian faintly, his expression disapproving.

Mr.   , a monk, be compassionate!

  What a monk to bully a little girl!

The old man was slanderous, but he didn't dare to say too much. He silently took out a tissue and handed it to Ling Zihuan. Seeing that she didn't answer it, he shook the tissue and comforted her: "Little girl, don't cry. Hurry up, our husband is joking with you."

  The words fell, Ling Zihuan raised his head with a squat, and then suddenly howled!

  The old Duan was stunned, his fingertips trembled, and the paper towels fell on the ground with the wind.

  What did he say? !

  At this time, Qiao Yuanxian wrinkled his brows, his face was very ugly, raised his hand and pulled the old man, "Shut up!"

  (End of this chapter)