Cute wife is too delicious: President, please restrain

"Huh? I beg your pardon? You're not hurt. Who's that... Hey, kid... "Before Yu Shaohan finished his words, Ning Qiaoqiao hung up his mobile phone. Bai Nen's little hand held his mobile phone and stood on the stairs, looking at Yu shaomo with purple grape eyes.

Silence

In the luxurious and spacious living room, you can hear a needle drop quietly.

"Yu Shaohan said, I have a pair of slippers at home. The soles of the slippers are pierced through by glass bottles, and there are blood stains everywhere! Is it yours? Yu shaomo, how does it feel to be a hero? "

If no one speaks, it's up to her.

After Ning Qiaoqiao finished, his purple grape eyes moved down and looked at Yu shaomo's feet wearing leather shoes.

On the night of the power failure, her feet were not hurt, but there were only her and Yu shaomo in the room. So who were those bloody slippers? Don't even think about it!

Yu shaomo's feet are now wearing leather shoes. Ning Qiaoqiao can't see which foot is hurt. Just like last night, she didn't notice that his foot has been stabbed by glass from beginning to end!

"Second young grandma, how can you say that! Do you know that Mo Shao walked with you all night with a piece of glass in his house? Even in order not to wake you up, Dr. Wang was not allowed to call. Finally, Mo Shao pulled the glass out of the soles of his feet! "

Aunt Liu frowned at Ning Qiao and said.

Even a hard hearted person should be moved to hear this, but the second young grandmother, who is usually very kind-hearted, says that Mo Shao is a hero at this time!

This sentence is not stabbing Mo Shao's heart. It's pouring sulfuric acid!

"Get down!" Yu shaomo's cold command sounded in the living room. His sharp eagle eyes stared at Ning Qiaoqiao. The first thing in his eyes was to suck people's souls in.

"..." Aunt Liu looked at Yu shaomo. Although she still wanted to say something, she didn't dare to disobey Yu shaomo's order. She could only frown and sigh, and turned back.

"So what!" Ning Qiao looked at Yu shaomo coldly with purple grape eyes and said, "I'm really curious. Why is mo Shao acting in front of me now? I don't think I have anything you can use! "

After that, Ning Qiao took a cold look at Yu shaomo, turned and walked upstairs.

"Mo Shao!" Lu Yao frowned and looked at Ning Qiao's back as he walked upstairs. He turned his head and looked worried at Yu shaomo and said, "Mo Shao, second young grandma, she is young and not sensible. Don't worry about her."

It is obvious to all of them how happy moshao is today, but it is obvious that moshao is not in a good mood because of them!

Now the second young grandmother finally returned to the villa and saw that they might have a chance to get back together, but now the second young grandmother said so again.

"I know! Go back. " Yu shaomo said faintly in a low voice. His sharp eagle eyes looked at the empty stairs.

"... yes." Lu Yao looked at Yu shaomo and turned to walk outside.

Yu shaomo's slender body stood in the living room for a while, took a long step, and walked slowly upstairs.

Pushing open the door of the bedroom, Yu shaomo unexpectedly heard the repressed sobs. His big hand on the door handle tightened tightly, and a touch of complex emotion flashed in his sharp eagle eyes.

Yu shaomo went into the bedroom, closed the door, and his slender body walked to the corner next to the big bed.

"Well, I didn't scold you. Why are you crying!" Yu shaomo squatted down in front of Ning Qiaoqiao's huddled body and raised his hand to touch Ning Qiaoqiao's small head.

No matter what kind of feelings she has for him, she is still a soft hearted girl. After guessing something, her sensibility undoubtedly controls rationality.

For example, Ning Qiaoqiao just went downstairs to ask Yu shaomo to leave, but after knowing that Yu shaomo had a glass on his foot yesterday, he forgot what he was leaving, and now he is hiding here crying!

"Don't think I'll be fooled if you play a bitter meat trick! Yu shaomo, I won't forgive you! What are you doing now! What do you think of me? When you are unhappy, you can spoil me, trample on me and insult me at will! You hold me up when you're happy... And what do you want to do? Throw me to the ground again? Yu shaomo, don't even think about it. I won't give you a chance! I won't be fooled by you! "

Ning Qiaoqiao raised his head, almost hysterical yelling at Yu shaomo, with tears on his beautiful little face and some confusion in his eyes.

In fact, the confusion is more than her eyes. Even her words are messy, but Yu shaomo understands these messy words.

"I won't forgive you! Yu shaomo, your bitter meat strategy won't work... "Ning Qiao whispered to himself, as if he could only repeat this sentence.

Ning Qiaoqiao's all psychological defense lines and the dam in his heart built with great difficulty collapsed in an instant after thinking that Yu shaomo walked with a piece of glass in his feet all night yesterday!

As if he had guessed a possibility, which gave ningqiao some hope in his heart.

But ningqiao hates such himself!

She doesn't like herself. Because of some small actions or a word of the man in front of her, her mood is completely led by him!

She hates such an unprincipled and irresponsible self!

"Ning Qiaoqiao, believe it or not, I didn't show you the bitter meat trick! Believe me, if I really want to play a bitter meat trick with you to impress you, I have 10000 better scripts than this! "

Yu shaomo raised Ning Qiaoqiao's delicate chin with his big hand, wiped the tears on her face with his slender fingers, and his sharp eagle eyes stared at Ning Qiaoqiao tightly. Instead of an aggressive sense of oppression, he was all sincere.

With such eyes, Ning Qiaoqiao involuntarily thought of their time together in France, on the day he proposed to her.

Yu shaomo once looked at her with such eyes

"Then... Then why are you..." Ning Qiao looked at Yu shaomo with purple grape eyes, and some choked voices could hardly say a complete sentence.

"Because I want to know how painful you feel during this time!" Yu shaomo's sharp eagle eyes fixed on Ning Qiaoqiao and wiped her little face bit by bit: "I have glass on my feet. Every step I take, I want to stop and go to the hospital immediately! But I walked with you all night. I found that what I realized seemed to be less than one tenth of yours. There is glass on your feet. Just pull it out. Sprinkle medicine and wrap it up. You will recover after a period of time! But how can I bandage the wound in your heart? "