Chapter 231 The Scheming Child (1)

  Cheng Qingyun was shocked, why is Gu Chu here!

However, he saw the old man Song, who was cold and right with his eyebrows. After seeing Gu Chu, he immediately showed loving eyes and smiled: "Then, grandpa, I will ask someone to change this marble table someday. The **** table, unexpectedly put us It hurt at first."

  Gu Chu chuckled.

  Song old man touched Gu Chu's head lovingly: "It's really hurting, do you want to find a doctor?"

   "It doesn't hurt or it hurts, hey, I am not afraid of pain at the beginning." Gu Chu tilted his head, sticking out his tongue and making a face.

  The scene where the old and the young get along is warm and beautiful.

  Cheng Qingyun only feels dazzling!

  She always suspected that Gu Chu was Song Chen’s child. If it was true, it meant that she would never have a relationship with the Song family.

  Gu Manxi’s **** will take his place, log in to the resplendent Song family, and become the highly anticipated Mrs. Song

  Gu Chu picked up the fruit tea newly added by Mr. Song, and stared at Cheng Qingyun curiously with his **** eyes: "Aunt Cheng, are you sick?"

  Cheng Qingyun frowns her eyebrows slightly: "In the beginning, you are not allowed to swear."

"Chu Chu just accidentally heard that Aunt Cheng is sick and dying." Gu Chu smiled and said, "The doctor said that if you are sick, you should take medicine, be in the hospital, and don't run around. Aunt Cheng, you take medicine. ?"

  Cheng Qingyun grinds his teeth secretly.

   all said Tong Yan Wuji, why does she think this little beast is calling herself sick!

  Gu Chu picked up the tea cup and walked to Cheng Qingyun wisely and sensibly: "Aunt Cheng, this is the fruit tea made by Grandpa Song. Drinking it is good for your health. Auntie, if you are sick, drink more fruit tea."

  Cheng Qingyun was too disgusted.

  The cup you have drunk, I won’t touch it!

   "No, thank you Chuchu." Cheng Qingyun took two steps back.

  Gu Chu wanted to give it to her, and stepped forward, suddenly he did not hold the cup, soaking Cheng Qingyun's gorgeous golden evening dress.

  Gu Chu was taken aback, and quickly stepped forward: "Yes, I'm sorry! Chu Chu will wipe it for you."

  The dexterous fingers swept across Cheng Qingyun's belt. Before Cheng Qingyun had time to speak, he heard a slight noise.

Ding--

  The blade that Cheng Qingyun hid in the belt of the golden evening dress fell to the ground. Her belt is carved with a hollow design and a piece of Hetian jade is inlaid in the center. The blade was placed behind the white jade just now, and it was well hidden without revealing the horse's feet - but she did not expect it to be taken off by Gu Chu's "crooked".

  A thin blade.

  Sharp, refracting silver light.

  Gu Chu was surprised and said: "Ah, Aunt Cheng, you are still playing with knives, I said numbly, knives are very dangerous and easy to cut people."

  Master Song put down his teacup abruptly.

  Cheng Qingyun subconsciously glanced at his belt.

  "Do you carry a knife with you?" Old Master Song asked seriously, moving away from Cheng Qingyun.

  Just now, Cheng Qingyun stood beside him and took a wheelchair.

Gu Chu held his cheeks, his **** eyes rolled, adding fuel to the fire: "Grandpa Song, don't blame Aunt Cheng. Aunt Cheng definitely wants to cut grapes with a knife, so I ran to the garden to find you. But The grapes here are not ripe yet, so sour."

   "Auntie, you have to be careful, it won't be good if Grandpa Song is hurt by a knife."

  The old man Song is thoughtful.

   looks calm and hides murderous intent.

  This is his eightieth birthday banquet, guests are like clouds.

  Some guests came in with dangerous blades, and they were still dangling by their side! This is a great disrespect for the Song family!

  Even, Mr. Song frowned secretly, is it possible that this woman still intends to do something to me?

  　 Cheng Qingyun: This kid is so scheming!

  　　 Chuchu (akimbo): I just used the same method you used to deal with my mother to deal with you. Are you actually angry?

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)