Suddenly, his eyes stopped on a few scars on her fingers, and he sighed slightly.
"Move to me, lovely girl, you shouldn't be overworked and hurt your fingers."
Let me create the perfect doll by myself.
Su Kui moved to Anoran's mansion, and mother-in-law Zuma was also brought in. The first time he saw such a luxurious place, the old man looked terrified.
Since entering, she has been holding Su Kui's hand tightly and refused to let it go, "Qiying, what's the matter? Wouldn't you be—"
The old man's heart kept sinking, thinking of the young girls outside who sold themselves to the noble lords in order to get a better life.
She only felt that she must be dragged down by herself.
"Child, you don't have to do this for me, who is always immortal, I will die sooner or later, but sooner or later, if you do this, it will hurt you!"
"No, mother-in-law."
Su Kui laughed blankly. If she were alone in this world, then she would have no way of doing it alone. However, the biggest cheating weapon she has is the lover who follows her for life.
He will not hurt her.
"Lack of surplus!"
The old man still refused to believe that she was sent to a clean and comfortable house with a soft and fragrant big bed. The color in the room was linen green that the old man liked. It was light and very soft.
It was the first time for Zuma to live in such a room. She didn't feel excitement, but more fear and discomfort.
"Alright, mother-in-law Zuma, please calm down first, I'll wait a moment, can I call Anoran to see you? He is a very good person."
The old man was stunned.
When the girl said the name of this person, her eyes were shining. She was very familiar with this look. Once, when she was young, she also used this look to see her lover.
"Qiying, do you like him?"
"Yes mother-in-law, he will eventually be mine."
She smiled confidently and held Zuma's hand instead.
Zuma stopped talking, she was a little tired, closed her eyes, purring in her throat, as if something was stuck in her throat.
Anoran brought the doctor to the door ten minutes later.
Su Kui hurriedly introduced him to Zuma.
She looked at Anoran pleadingly, hoping that he would not dismantle his desk, while talking to the old man in a soft tone, for fear that her voice would be louder, and she would be frightened.
"Mother-in-law, look, this is the person who helped us. Is he handsome?"
"What, what?"
The old man raised his eyes sleepily. At that moment, she seemed to see an angel.
She has short platinum hair, emerald eye pupils, a straight nose and petal-like lips, fair skin, and a long body.
The whole person exudes a clean and soft breath.
Zuma bent her eyes involuntarily, "What a child loved by God—"
Such a child will not be a bad person.
Seeing that the old man was finally relieved and agreed with Anolaan, Su Kui was relieved.
Seeing the old man lying down under the care of the attendants, Su Kui and Anoran walked out of her courtyard one after another.
"Thank you, Anola."
Su Kui walked quietly behind him, watching the road intently with her eyes down.
If I was not careful, I hit a hard wall.
"Well-"
It hurts!
Is his body made of stone? So hard!
Su Kui held his nose with tears and red eyes, and looked up at his back aggrievedly.