Chapter 475: Facing Li Nanjue's eyes without a trace of warmth
"Nanjue, ......"
When Li Mu pushed the door in, she saw Gu Qian lowering her head to wash fruits, while Li Nanjue looked at Gu Qian with her eyebrows twisted.
The atmosphere in the room was a little subtle and a little strange.
But my mother has a tendon and doesn't know what's wrong.
didn't have time to think about anything else, and when she saw the bandage wrapped around Li Nanjue's abdomen, Li Mu's tear ducts instantly collapsed.
"My son...... Which one killed a thousand knives and stabbed it. ”
Gu Qian: ...... How can I feel like I've watched too many blood TV series.
Also, why does this line sound so familiar.
didn't have time to think about anything else, Gu Qian pulled the collar, trying to cover the kiss marks on his neck and chest.
Mother Li came in suddenly, and Li Nanjue was hugging Gu Qianqin.
The door was suddenly pushed open, and Gu Qian pushed Li Nanjue away in a panic, and then pretended to wash the fruit.
Compared with Gu Qian's panic, Li Nanjue had a faint expression from beginning to end.
Even because Li's mother suddenly came in and was suddenly pushed away by Gu Qian, Li Nanjue looked a little displeased.
Li's mother cried heartbreakingly, but Li Nanjue's words were cold, "What are you doing here?" ”
"I ...... I ......"
In the eyes of Li Nanjue, who did not have a trace of warmth, all the words of Li Nanjue were stuck in her throat, and she didn't remember what she was doing for a long time, and she forgot to cry.
Li's mother's family is not particularly rich, not as good as the Li family.
But it is also a wealthy family in the imperial capital.
As the youngest daughter of the Luo family, Li's mother can also be said to have no worries about food and clothing since she was a child, and she has reached out for food to open her mouth, and she has been spoiled by her mother's family.
When I was young, I was protected by my mother's family, and my mother didn't have to worry about the problems of life, she put on makeup with her girlfriends every day, chased dramas, and watched them.
After giving birth to Li Nanjue, he was protected by Li Nanjue's precious son.
Mother Li now has one more job every day in addition to chasing dramas and putting on makeup, taking care of her grandson.
Li's mother was unmarried and pregnant.
In the past, Li Zhenhong didn't like Li's mother.
Li's mother listened to Tang's mother's words and cooked mature rice with family planning rice and became pregnant with Li Nanjue, but Li Zhenhong still didn't treat her very well.
even, I hated her for a long, long time because of this, and I also hated Li Nanjue by the way.
Later, it was Li Nanjue who was too smart and too pleasing to the old lady and the old man.
Li's mother successfully married into the Li family.
However, even if the family went to the Li family, the Li mother did not become the head of the Li family.
Mrs. Li is in good health, so the affairs of the Li family's house have always been in the care of Mrs. Li.
And Li's mother herself is lazy, she doesn't care about those things, she just wants to wear makeup and chase dramas, so she doesn't care.
has had a smooth life and created a somewhat silly and sweet temperament of Li's mother.
Slowed down for a while.
When her eyes touched Li Nanjue's bandaged abdomen, Li Mu remembered, "Of course I came to see you, is the wound serious?" ”
"It's fine."
Li's mother really cares about Li Nanjue and really loves this son.
And although Li Nanjue is cold to her, in fact, he also loves this mother in his heart.
Otherwise, she would not have endured it again and again when she scolded Gu Qian for being a junior three or four times.
However, there is definitely some upset.
Especially just now, he was kissing Gu Qian, and was suddenly interrupted by her.
"Nanjue, your father said...... Your dad said you killed someone? Li's mother asked worriedly.
Like a glance at Li's mother, Li Nanjue snorted lightly, and his desire to speak was not strong.
"Will it be okay?"
Li Nanjue is precocious and has been assertive since he was a child.
When encountering things, the mother is used to relying on her son.