What's more, people like him do everything silently, how can they make such a big movement in a piece of clothing?

I'm afraid that others won't see him, right?

Duanmu Yawang knew that Gong Yulan must be deliberate, and he was itchy with anger. He looked up and saw that the butler had taken his gaze back. He didn't know what was thinking, his old eyes flickered.

Duanmu Ya looked at it and knew it was going to break.

As she was about to speak, Steward Liu asked Duan Mu Yawang with a blushing face: "Miss, you just woke up, didn't you just want to let people in? The old slave will let people do it."

After that, before Duanmu Yawang could speak, he turned around and left in a hurry.

"Liu..."

Duanmu Yawang wanted to scream, but it was too late, and there was no shadow in the crowd.

"Gong Yulan stop!"

Duanmu Yawang slammed the door, turned her head angrily, and stared at Gong Yulan who stood up from the bed gracefully: "You must have done it deliberately just now!"

Gong Yulan uttered a blank expression.

Duanmu Yawang: "...!"

——

Because Gong Yulan stopped being'careless' to attract Liu Guanjia's attention, Duanmu Yawang completely ignored him when he was washing, and gritted his teeth while washing, thinking, don't cook for him today!

Let him eat the northwest wind!

Then, she began to think about how she would explain to Duanmu Liguang later, the housekeeper Liu had only slipped so fast, and he must have gone back to talk to Duanmu Liguang.

Steward Liu is completely towards her grandfather, and he may wish she would marry sooner.

The last time she was seen by her grandfather about the hickey on her neck, he hinted to her a few times. I don't know if she will say something again.

She had just washed her face, and was about to take a dry towel to wipe off the water on her face. Gong Yulanzhi held the dry towel down and wiped her face expressionlessly. Duan Muya blinked her eyes, not yet. After reacting, I heard someone cough heavily.

Duanmu Yawang turned her head abruptly, and saw Duanmu Liguang walking on crutches, standing outside the door supported by the steward Liu, a pair of tiger eyes staring at her and Gong Yulan.

"...!"

Duanmu Yawang gritted her teeth, gave Gong Yulan a fierce look, and ran out, with a smile on her face to please: "Grandpa, why are you here?"

Duanmu Liguang smiled but smiled: "Can't Grandpa come?"

"No, of course you can come, of course you can." Duanmu Yawang said with a smile, holding Duanmu's sharp arm; "Grandpa, I want to see you after I wash it, I didn't expect you to come first."

Duanmu Li Guangbai glanced at her, and then was too lazy to pay attention to her, looked in, and looked at Gong Yulan. He was a little uncomfortable at first, and wanted to give Gong Yulan a look.

It’s just that the man in front of him is too good, his behavior seems to be measured, his perfect elegance is incredible, his aura is so powerful that no one can match him, Duanmu Liguang, as an elder, can’t give him a look: "Gongyu The son."

Gong Yulan nodded and said nothing, and passed the dry towel in his hand to Duanmu Yawang.

Duanmu Yawang pulled a dry towel and wiped her face. Seeing his quiet appearance, she was very angry: "What are you doing?

Gong Yulan stopped looking down, "Grandpa."

"Eh, eh..."

This time, Duanmu Liguang was embarrassed, rubbing his hands and staring at Duanmu Yawang: "Smelly girl, who taught you to talk like this, can't you talk to people kindly?"

Duanmu Yawang wiped her face for a while, just about to speak, Duanmu Liguang stopped talking to Gong Yulan: "This... Gongyu, you guys are going out together this time, my stinky girl didn't cause you trouble. Bar?"

Gong Yulan glanced at Duanmu Yawang blankly.

Unexpectedly, Duanmu Yawan rolled her eyes and pulled Duanmu Liguang in a hurry, pulling him in and sitting: "Grandpa, you're not tired when you stand and talk?"

"What Grandpa's legs need most now is to walk. This is what you said, did you forget?" Duan Muya glanced at her, steadying her body and not being pulled by her, and said: "It's rare to come back. It's noon in another hour. Let's have a meal together later."

After that, without waiting for the two to speak, he told Butler Liu: "Old Liu, you can let the people in the kitchen prepare, make a few more dishes, and add an extra soup. If they have been out for so long, it's okay to moisten them."

"No need." Duanmu Ya said: "Grandpa, I will cook lunch for lunch."

Duanmu sharply raised his eyebrows: "You?"

Steward Liu smiled and said, "Master, the old slave didn't tell you before that the eldest lady cooks pretty well, and everyone in the kitchen just said it was OK!"

"That's right, grandpa, don't doubt me." Duanmu Yawang took Duanmu Liguang's arm and said with a smile: "You must cook two of your favorite dishes at noon."

"Good, good."

Duanmu Liguang had never eaten something that Duanmu Yawang cooked. He thought that Duanmu Yawang had made it for him on this trip. He smiled and said, "If Grandpa doesn’t taste good, don’t blame Grandpa. Don't eat face!"

"good."

Duanmu took a sharp look at Gong Yulanzhi. He originally wanted to say something, but seeing that his face was cold and his handsome face could only see Duanmu Yawang, he didn't mean to pay much attention to him as an old man, so he secretly sighed. Tone, both happy and helpless.

"Yah, grandpa still has something to do, so he will go back first. When the meal is ready, he will come over to eat with Gongyu, you know?"

"understood."

Duanmu nodded sharply, said nothing, waved his hand and left.

Seeing Duanmu Liguang's back figure go further and further, Duanmuya looked over and closed the door with a slam: "Did you just do it on purpose?"

Gong Yulan lowered her head, kissed her clean face, and shook her head.

"Really?" Duanmu Yawang was suspicious.

"Um."

"I reluctantly believe you." Duanmu Yawang looked at him warningly: "But, let me tell you, be careful when you eat and talk later, don't talk to my grandfather, you know?"

Gong Yulan snorted.

When he said, his voice was very soft and gentle. Duanmuya looked at her and her heart trembled. Just as he was about to speak, Gong Yulan stopped and said, "I may not be able to stay long."

Duanmu Yawang was taken aback, "You are coming back this time, are you leaving again?"

"have a look."

He really says few things, and Duanmu Yawang sometimes relies on guessing: "It depends on the situation?"

"Um."

Duanmuya pursed her lips, lowered her eyes and stayed quiet, before reaching out and holding his hand and pulling him out.

Gong Yulan shook her little hand and followed her obediently. The corners of her lips curled up and her beautiful eyes were very satisfied.