Chapter 289 If you don't eat, you plan to let me feed you (1/3)
Qiao Yimo was afraid that he would come back again, and dragged the clothes aside and put it on his body indiscriminately.
Estimating that the man outside should change his clothes, she patted her face, opened the door and walked out.
A simple black shirt and black trousers, the tall figure is cool and cool, his beard has been cleaned, handsome and calm, probably just refreshed, he slightly leaned against the door and waited for her, his breath a little lazy.
The dark black eyes looked at her from a distance, "Okay?"
Qiao Yimo was stunned by him. For a moment, he remembered the picture just now. His white face was slightly hot, and he lowered his head and walked to him, "Well, let's go, I'll see Grandpa."
The man took her small slender hand, put one hand in her trouser pocket, without saying a word, turned around and led her out.
Qiao Yimo followed, with some doubts in his heart, "Why did you bring Grandpa here suddenly? Did something happen to his body?"
When she left, his old man lived in the ancestral house quite well, and he was in a good mood. Why did he suddenly come to this nursing home.
The man walked in front, his expression indifferent, "He is okay, just staying here for the time being."
"It's on the mountain and it's so secluded. Will he be lonely alone?"
How can I say that Ning Meili is still in the ancestral house. Although she is bitter and mean, she doesn’t dare to be sloppy with the old man. There are also caring servants who can talk. Here... She really hasn’t seen a few people for a long time. The figure, occasionally heard movement or white back hurried by, like a doctor in a hospital.
The man said lightly: "Is it still called Jingyang when you move to a downtown area? Do you still treat him as a kid your age?"
"..."
Qiao Yimo pursed his lips and asked no more.
There were only footsteps in the corridor, and it didn't take long for the two to see an old man in a wheelchair in a sunny leisure area, looking at the scenery outside the French window, with several caregivers standing beside them.
With a smile on Qiao Yimo's face, he broke away from the man's hand, walked over, and briskly called, "Grandpa."
In the quiet and wide space, a soft and sweet voice echoed.
The old man was startled, thinking that he was hearing a hallucination, and looked at the nurse beside him.
"Grandpa, it's me." She called again, and walked to the old man, smiling like a flower.
"Momo?" Old
The person's eyes lit up, and a big smile appeared on his thin and old face, and he looked at her in surprise, "You, why are you here suddenly?"
Qiao Yimo squatted down, shook his hand, and chuckled, "I'll see you."
After a while, why did he lose so much
Is your body really okay
She looked back and looked at the man, seeing that there was no fluctuation in the opposite side, she slowly retracted her gaze, "Grandpa, have you not taken care of yourself lately? Why have you lost so much?"
The old man glanced at her and pretended to be pitiful: "You haven't come to see me lately. Of course you will lose weight. Also, how is my great-grandson?"
Qiao Yimo was startled, and smiled with a guilty conscience, "It's very good, you will be able to see him in a few months."
It seems that you have to come here often in the future.
"That's good, that's good." The old man patted her hand lovingly, thought for a moment, and said: "Momo, I think this place is pretty good, or you can stay and have a baby, and you can accompany you. Grandpa speaks. How is it?"
"..."
Qiao Yimo's face was slightly stiff, and his eyes asked for help secretly glanced at the man.
How can I refuse this
But Fu Sinian didn’t look at her. His squinting gaze happened to look at the direction of the old man. He said calmly, “After some time, when her body becomes inconvenient, I will send her over to accompany you. She will not be too noisy."
Qiao Yimo's face changed slightly, turned back to look at the man, and frowned slightly.
It's not that she didn't want to, but why he didn't discuss anything with her
She seemed to have to follow in his footsteps, everything seemed to be arranged by him.
The old man didn't notice her look, but suddenly raised another question, "Si Nian, when do you plan to do this wedding? The children are coming out soon, are you going to keep dragging them?"
Fu Sinian's thin lips were slightly pursed and he didn't speak, and his low dark eyes looked at Qiao Yimo.
The old man smiled cordially, turned his face to her and said: "Momo, when you want, don't worry about him, grandpa is the master for you."
The woman returned to her senses, withdrew her gaze from the man's face, and said happily: "I can do anything, grandpa is the master."
By now, she even gave birth to his child. It seemed to be meaningless to drag it, but I don’t know what he thinks.
If he is reluctant, she won't force it.
Fu Sinian was slightly surprised by this change of attitude for the women who had turned down all sorts of refusals in the past few months. It was not because she was wondering whether she wanted to make it public, but because she wondered why she suddenly compromised
Is she willing to give up her damn dream
The man frowned slightly and said calmly: "Grandpa, I will answer you when I arrange this."
Qiao Yimo lowered his eyes slightly without saying a word.
The old man nodded, "Okay, as soon as possible."
Qiao Yimo didn't want to focus on this matter anymore, changed the subject with a smile, and blinked playfully, "Grandpa, your birthday is coming soon, have you thought about what gift you want?"
The old man wiped her head and said affectionately: "Is there any other gift, haven't you already given me? No gift can compare to him, and it won't be worth the time I waited for so many years."
Qiao Yimo was startled slightly, lowered his head and looked at himself, pursing his lips and smiling without saying a word, but a touch of complexity flashed through his eyes imperceptibly.
"Grandpa, it's time for dinner." The man suddenly faintly said.
"Well, let's have dinner, Momo, we will be together."
Qiao Yimo stood up and naturally took the wheelchair from the caregiver, "Okay, I will push you over."
I cooked a large table of dishes, but the old man went to rest without a few bites.
At the dining table, Qiao Yimo ate a few bites, tasteless, looking up at the man from time to time and then stopped talking.
But looking at the other party, she didn't eat too fast and she moved gracefully, as if she didn't exist.
The woman was a little depressed, she was full of thoughts, no one said, he was comfortable eating.
With a hint of anger, she suddenly picked up a piece of sashimi covered with wasabi and put it in front of him, "You haven't rested for a few days. Eat more."
"..."
The man's hand movement finally stopped, and he raised his eyes to look at her with lukewarmness, "The old man is gone, do you plan to let me feed you if you don't eat?"
Qiao Yimo bit his chopsticks and looked at him sullenly, thinking about how to speak.
"Open your mouth, I'll feed you." The man really picked up the dish and stretched out the chopsticks in front of her, his tone indifferent.
Qiao Yimo wanted to open her mouth, but lowered her eyes to look at the sashimi that she had clipped to him. She had no courage after swallowing her saliva, and smiled dryly: "No, no, I can do it myself."
Bastard, he must be on purpose.
(End of this chapter)