Suningyan didn't expect that she complained to Zhuo Junyue and was ruthlessly hit by him again.

She was a little unconvinced, "Why am I out of style?" A piece of clothing is so expensive, you know how many people may be hungry and can't even eat. ”

"Little thing, I didn't expect you to be so loving. Zhuo's allocates part of the money every year to charity, there are so many people in the world, you can't let your little uncle take care of it all, right? ”

"I just think it's too expensive, and I'm afraid of getting damaged."

Moreover, last time Su Jingyu actually snatched her clothes.

Therefore, she decided that if she went back to Su's house in the future, she must not wear this kind of expensive food.

In fact, in her heart, she didn't want Su Jingyu to come here, and she didn't want her to see Zhuo Junyue, for fear that she would come to rob her little uncle.

"It's not in vain! You are my man, if you make me look like a beggar, won't you disgrace me? You haven't married me yet, so you feel sorry for your little uncle's money so early? ”

When Suningyan heard him say this, his heart jumped violently.

What does Zhuo Junyue's words mean? He... Does he still want to marry himself when his eyes are good?

She didn't dare to think that she would marry Zhuo Junyue one day in the future.

She felt like she was wearing someone else's gown, pretending to be someone else and entering the castle.

But does the prince in the castle really belong to him?

"Why don't you speak? Stupid, you deserve the best, don't give me the money to worry about, I don't know how to grow out, I have been with me for so long, how did I educate you? Where have I listened to my words? ”

This is the first time that Suningyan has grown so big, and it is the first time she has heard others say such rude words to her.

"Little uncle, you are really rich."

"Be obedient in the future, follow the little uncle, ensure that you eat fragrant and spicy food, and raise you to be fat for nothing."

Suning smoke the corner of his mouth, white and fat, is it convenient for him to pinch it, right?

The more Zhuo Jun treated her, the more panicked Suningyan became.

He hates people lying to him so much, if he knows that she has been lying to him all along, will he immediately drive her away?

Thinking of being driven away by him, Su Ningyan felt as if his heart had been stabbed, and he couldn't say how uncomfortable.

She decided, no matter what, until Zhuo Junyue's eyes recovered, she wouldn't say it, and she wouldn't let people find out.

She wanted to stay by his side, be his eyes, and take care of him when he needed it most.

Moreover, hearing him say from his mouth that she was his person, Ning Yan's heart was filled with a hint of sweetness.

Suningyan sat on his uninjured thigh and reached out to wrap his arms around his waist, "Little uncle, your eyes are better, will you still be good to me?" ”

Zhuo Junyue felt that she was hugging her waist, and her brows raised slightly, "Then it depends on whether you are well-behaved or not?" If you make my little uncle angry, the skin will break me tighter. ”

Besides, when his eyes are better, he still wants her to go to school again.

After all, the little thing was only eighteen years old, and she was still a little tender, and he didn't mind waiting for her to grow up a little more.

"I'll be good."

Suningyan couldn't help but think, if she had been obedient, would she have been able to stay by Zhuo Junyue's side?

Suningyan suddenly realized a problem, when she first came, she couldn't wait to get out of here all day.

Now, doesn't she want to leave here and regain her freedom?

Difficult... Could it be that he already likes Zhuo Junyue, an old pervert?

I liked this word, which scared Suningyan himself, and the roots of his ears couldn't help but turn red, and his heartbeat became faster.

She couldn't help but glance up at him and saw Zhuo Junyue's smooth and resolute chin.

His face was really handsome, and he sat there quietly like that, like a fairy, overshadowing everything around him.

But, little uncle, can I really like you?