The arrogant emperor, strong spoils!

Qiao Chengxun's eyes locked on the girl's back. He always felt as if something was wrong.

"I'll have a look." After all, I was worried and got up to follow.

In the bathroom outside the back kitchen, the door was not closed, and there was a sound of running water inside.

Wendy stood in front of the washing table, twisting cold water and patting her face, trying to reduce the hot temperature on her forehead.

A figure suddenly appeared in the mirror, startled her, and quickly turned around, "why did you come in?"

"What happened just now?" Qiao Chengxun asked back, not in a caring tone, but in doubt.

Wendy thought he came to settle accounts with her and patiently explained, "it's just that her hand slipped accidentally. I didn't mean to make you ugly."

On Qiao Chengxun's solemn cold face, his face was still ugly, so he stared at her wet little round face without saying a word.

It's not like acting. Is it really a mistake?

At this moment, he suddenly couldn't understand her.

Wendy felt uncomfortable and shouted, "well, I want to pee. Can you go out?"

"Don't go wrong again." Qiao Chengxun only left one word and turned away.

Wendy immediately closed the door and stayed in the bathroom for a long time before returning to the table.

After that, the whole person was quiet, just eating and talking less. Only when others asked her did she return occasionally.

After a meal, Wendy should go to take photos with her grandfather. She didn't want Wan Meizhen and Feng dance to quarrel to go together.

Old Joe was not happy. "As long as ti'er and Chengxun came to take pictures, the others dispersed."

Feng dance and WAN Meizhen were stunned.

Joe's words, they naturally dare not resist, can only watch them walk into the backyard of the old house.

Wan Meizhen clenched her teeth and said, "Feng dance, now you should understand that Wendy has fascinated brother Chengxun. I don't know what trick she used!"

Feng Wu Qingling's eyes flashed a trace of cruelty, "no matter what tricks she used, I will rob brother Chengxun back. Wait!"

Wan Meizhen looked at her side face and thought to herself: who does brother Chengxun belong to in the end

………………

The backyard of Qiao's old house.

Old Joe went to change his clothes. Qiao Chengxun was afraid that Grandpa wouldn't wear trendy clothes, so he went with him.

Wendy stayed alone in the garden, holding the SLR that Qiao Chengxun didn't know where to get from, and tried to review her photography class at school.

Not long ago, accompanied by his grandson, old Joe walked over, obviously not used to wearing such fashionable clothes.

Wendy looked at the couple from a distance, her eyes fixed on the old man.

The size of the clothes is just right. The energetic fashion brand clothes perfectly cover up the old man's aging, as if he were dozens of years younger, with the style of an old urchin.

"Grandpa, you look more handsome in this suit than Cheng Xun!" Wendy finished her praise loudly, raised her SLR and secretly took a picture of her husband and grandson.

After the playback, the tall man in the picture is arrogant and indifferent, like a lonely king; The short old man was full of energy and looked like a minister around a king.

There's no sense of disobedience at all. It's so handsome!

Old Joe came over. He was very excited, but his face was forced to be reserved. "Ti'er, Grandpa hasn't taken photos before. You teach grandpa how to take photos."

"Well, Grandpa, we went to that place to take pictures. The background there was very suitable for taking pictures..." Wendy took the old man away with great interest, leaving Qiao Chengxun alone.

————

Later, at three o'clock every day, ask for votes and comments.