Chapter 168

At the gate, the cold suddenly stopped walking, stretched out his arm, "let's go, go to see my grandfather."

Song Qinghuan blinked in amazement, and then without saying much, he put his hand around his arm.

God, it's the rhythm of meeting parents. It's supposed to be fake, but why is she so nervous? She can't say a word.

When the door was opened by the servant, Yuhan took song Qinghuan in his arm. As soon as he went in, the housekeeper welcomed him with a smile, "young master Han is back!"

Immediately, he moved his eyes to song Qinghuan: "this is the young lady. How are you?"

Words, a big bow, song Qinghuan really not used to, smile a little silly.

But when she bent down to keep out the cold, she was very polite.

He looked upstairs and asked the housekeeper, "is grandfather in the study?"

The housekeeper replied respectfully, "yes, young master Chen has just arrived for a while. The master and he went to the study. But he has orders. When you come, go straight up to him

Smell speech, when keep out cold tiny can't check ground to hang eyebrow for a while.

He nodded to the housekeeper and took song Qinghuan upstairs.

Song Qinghuan followed him carefully and looked around subconsciously, which was almost the same as the palace.

All the furniture, including the stair handrail, is carved from Hainan huanghuali, which is extremely exquisite.

Any ornament, whether it's porcelain, jade, calligraphy or painting, is also a wonderful thing.

In a word, everywhere you look, everything seems to be valuable.

All of a sudden, the voice of keeping out the cold rang out in her ear: "tell you in advance, my grandfather is not a good talker."

"ah?" Song Qinghuan was stunned and looked at him and asked subconsciously, "is it better to talk than you?"

When the cold did not return to her, but enigmatically hook hook, make song Qinghuan confused.

When they finished climbing the stairs and just got to the entrance, the door of the study opened and a young man came out.

When he closed the door and turned around, he raised his eyes to see the cold. His face, which seemed to be smiling, suddenly froze and stopped.

What a charming man! This is song Qinghuan's first thought when he saw him.

This man is very beautiful, and he has a pair of peach blossom eyes. His nose is high, his lips are red and his teeth are white. The lines of his face are perfect and moving. He is more beautiful than a girl. What's more, his temperament is the same as a girl.

If he didn't have an Adam's apple in his throat, song Qinghuan might really think he was a woman.

After pausing for a moment, the man walked gracefully towards them.

During the cold has been indifferent to ignore him, as if he was like the air, holding song Qinghuan straight past him.

"When it's cold, are you finally having meat?" Suddenly, the man's silky and textured voice sounded behind them like the voice of a sea demon.

When Yuhan ignored him, he just took song Qinghuan forward.

But song Qinghuan couldn't help looking back.

At this moment, she was in the man's eyes.

At the moment of looking at each other, song Qinghuan had an abnormal illusion that the coquettish man's eyes were rather playful, and his mouth was cold, with a crazy and evil smile.

That smile is very beautiful, but in Song Qinghuan's eyes, it is inexplicable to feel like a broken poppy.

It can kill people!