Chapter 3: Hug My Great-Grandson!
The two of them turned their heads to look over, only to see a slender man in an expensive black suit walking towards the two of them with a steady hair repair.
The long eyebrows are in the sideburns, the bridge of the nose is high, the thin lips are a little sharper, the ink-like eyes are pouting with a hint of a faint and warm smile, and the low and cold voice slowly sounds.
"Who is Grandma throwing a tantrum with?"
The afternoon sun swept by his side, shaping his silhouette into a majestic and slender silhouette, showing nobility and elegance in every gesture.
The old lady looked at her grandson with satisfaction, then turned her head to Lai Rong and gave her a look, and Lai Rong hurriedly turned around and walked away.
The man squatted down, took the old lady's hand, and smiled under his breath as the old lady pouted and pretended to be angry.
"Who made grandma unhappy, grandson help you clean them up!"
The old lady pouted: "Who else but you, a little conscienceless, is there?!" Hurry up and hug my great-grandson! ”
A deep helplessness slipped through Bo Jingchuan's dark eyes.
"Grandma, I just returned to China, where can I find a woman for you to have grandchildren?"
The old lady snorted, "After so many years, your words have never changed!" ”
She puffed out her cheeks and said, but looked in the direction of Shen Fanxing.
Lai Rong had already walked up to her, and the woman looked towards her, and she raised her hand and waved at her.
Shen Fanxing was puzzled, but still followed Lai Rong over.
Bo Jingchuan stood up and looked at Lai Rong not far away, leading a tall and slender woman towards here.
The woman's face was pale, but she did not hide her beauty, she was wearing a wide hospital gown, and when she walked, the hospital gown flew very much, which showed how slender her body was.
Bo Jingchuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his dark eyes tightly pressed the woman's face that was getting closer and closer.
But when Shen Fanxing approached and swept his eyes over him with vigilance and doubt, he gradually closed his gaze.
I was a little surprised in my heart, but it was the first time I had seen a woman look at him so calmly.
What's more, the woman's gaze just swept over his body, and then set her eyes on her grandmother.
That look of indifference made him not only surprised, but also a trace of frustration floating in his heart.
He was slightly stunned, and his thin lips slightly hooked up with an imperceptible arc.
"Old lady, do you have anything to do with me?"
As Shen Fanxing spoke, he bent down slightly, his tone carrying the weakness and softness of his illness.
This made Bo Jingchuan's deep eyes on the side faintly flash a streamer.
The most taboo thing to talk to someone who sits in a wheelchair all the year round is to let her lean her neck, especially for the cervical spine.
He has been paying attention to this problem, and naturally knows that this posture is the most tiring.
It's not much different from Zamabu.
Such a thin woman......
The smile in the old lady's eyes deepened a little, holding Shen Fanxing's hand, her eyes staring at Shen Fanxing's face for a long time, and nodding again and again.
"Yes, yes, yes, that's good!"
Shen Fanxing didn't know why, so he could only maintain a polite and embarrassing smile.
"Don't worry, child, grandma is not a bad person. It's just that a person is too boring, looking at you with eyes, and suddenly someone calls you over, it's a bit abrupt, forgive grandma, ah! ”
Facing the old lady's undisguised enthusiasm, Fanxing shook his head.
"It's okay, I'm on my own anyway."
Shen Fanxing said, a very small bitterness flashed in Qingli's eyes, which was easily captured by the old lady, and then grabbed her hand and patted it lightly with some distress.
"Good boy, what's your name?"
"Stars, Shen stars."