Husband is a little milk dragon

Chapter 81 Do you want me to kill you?

But Gong Ninghuan didn't look at her, she bent down and lowered her head to help Nan Gu who was lying on the ground, Nan Gu slowly raised his head, his little curly hair was messy, half covering his eyelashes, unable to block the watery eyes Light, the way he looked at her was also very quiet, obedient.

But Gong Ninghuan felt a silent alienation.

Seeing Gong Zhiyue staggeringly stood up and wanted to make a move, Gong Ninghuan protected his wings, and gave Gong Zhiyue a faint look in her eyes, Gong Zhiyue was caught by her cold eyes, and there was a slight hint of it. Hesitant, but she didn't intend to stop there, looked at Gong Ninghuan and sneered, "You don't even look at what you're protecting!"

"It's something you have to call brother-in-law, what are you talking about." Gong Ninghuan said calmly.

Gong Zhiyue suddenly became annoyed, "Don't put gold on your face! I never admit who you are!"

Gong Ninghuan looked at her with a smile, her eyes were warm and cool: "Yes, but if you dare to touch my person next time, I don't mind sticking something else on your face."

It's okay if she doesn't say anything, but when it comes to her face, Gong Zhiyue covered her veiled face in panic, and glared at Gong Ninghuan again and again, because there were so many onlookers, she couldn't be in public Say something that insults the identity of the palace family.

At this time, Xige rushed over, because she was the chief secretary of Shengmeng Pavilion, and the people here recognized her at a glance, so Xige said a few words to make the crowd disperse, and walked forward for a while. Seeing that the two sisters were confronting each other, Gong Zhiyue was as angry as ever, but Gong Ninghuan was calm and relaxed, and she was protecting Nan Gu, Xige frowned, walked over and sighed, "It's public, you can solve it privately if you have any problems."

Gong Ninghuan glanced at her indifferently, took Nan Gu's little hand, turned and left.

"If you dare to bring this little bastard out, don't blame me for telling dad!" Gong Zhiyue said bitterly behind him.

Gong Ninghuan's footsteps paused for a moment, she was silent for a moment, let go of Nan Gu, turned back, met Gong Zhiyue's eyes and watched her walk towards her unhurriedly, Gong Zhiyue subconsciously clenched her fists, feeling cold Staring at Gong Ninghuan approaching, Gong Ninghuan stopped in front of her and raised her hand. Gong Zhiyue immediately raised her hand to block it, but Gong Ninghuan grabbed her hand and threw it away under her violent struggle. Her hand held down her veil, and she could tear it off with a little force. Seeing Gong Zhiyue's frightened face, she pulled the corner of her lower lip and smiled faintly: "Zhiyue, you can go secretly." Tell dad, you don't have to yell like that, who are you afraid of not knowing? Do you want me to kill you to silence you?"

Gong Zhiyue's face turned pale, and after successfully scaring her, Gong Ninghuan let her go, with an emotionless smile on her lips, she turned and left.

After returning to Shengmeng Pavilion, Xige wanted to come and talk to her several times, but Gong Ninghuan ignored her and just said "I'm hungry", so Xige had to ask someone to prepare a meal.

Gong Ninghuan still lived in the courtyard house where she lived before. The scenery in the courtyard was beautiful, full of flowers, and it looked like spring.

At the dining table in the room, Gong Ninghuan and Nan Gu sat face to face, eating without saying a word.

Gong Ninghuan ate quite calmly, while Nan Gu buried her head in the bowl silently and picked the fish bones. After a long while, Gong Ninghuan couldn't stand it anymore, so she took his bowl away, and took the fish bones that had been removed from the bowl. Putting the bowl of fish meat next to him, Nan Gu raised his moist and soft eyes to look at her and blinked, then lowered his head and ate the fish silently.

After finishing the meal, Gong Ninghuan asked someone to come in to clean up the leftovers, and said to Nan Gu, "Let's talk."

Nan Gu sat on the soft couch, hid his little hands in his sleeves, covered his little ears like that, and looked at her silently, silently and resisting.

(End of this chapter)