Chapter 1777： It hurts to be despised by grandpa

Chapter 1777 Being despised by Grandpa is very hurt

Washui was broken by her, he silently looked at the ceiling, then looked at her.

"You are not a shrew, but you are obviously... your clothes are torn." Wenshui said in pain. If he is not a gentleman, she might be very dangerous now.

When reminded by him, Feng Tianjing looked down and jumped up.

"Ah." Feng Tianjing was anxious and didn't notice the image at all. This time she discovered that when she jumped up, she stepped under Wenshui's body.

Qing Shui’s face was blue for an instant, and she stretched out her hand to cover her body, and saw her turning around and running out.

The "huhuhu" wind blew, and when she opened the door and ran into the guest room, the French windows suddenly opened, and snowflakes drifted in and fell on her face.

"What is this?" Feng Tianjing was fascinated by the scene, and she took two steps forward.

The scent of the house is permeated, and the feeling of coldness is shrouded in the side, which makes this summer, obviously cool down a lot, and the snowflakes outside the window continue to blow in.

"It's so cold." Feng Tian quietly walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and stretched out her hand to catch the snowflakes.

Take a deep breath, full of happiness, closed eyes and let the snowflakes float in, sticking to the face, but I feel awakened by the sound of the phone.

"Hey." Feng Tianjing turned around and took the phone to answer the call.

After hearing the sound, she raised her eyes and looked at the room full of surprises. Although she was reluctant to give up, she changed her clothes and walked out quickly with her feet.

In the next bedroom, asked the water lying on the ground, smirking and saying, "What a silly girl."

He got up, returned the bedroom to normal, put on a set of white casual clothes, and walked towards the next door, only to see the empty bedroom.

"Feng Tianjing." Asked Shuiji as he walked in. Apart from falling to the ground and shattering her skirt, where could she be seen?

He walked out anxiously, but he saw Wen Lao sitting on the pear wood chair, shaking his head and sighing constantly, and said: "Fuck, Wen Shui, you really are far worse than Grandpa back then."

"What do you mean?" Wenshui was upset after being criticized.

Wen Lao sat there, stretched out his hand to take a sip of tea, opened his eyes to look at him, got up and said, "In addition to being long-lasting and romantic, a man needs gentleness."

"What do you think you are doing? Just your virtue, no wonder the PO body, who was barely 28 years old, still has the style of grandfather back then? I thought I did this when I was 18." asked the old man full of confidence. , But disliked and despised him.

Qing Shui listened, puckered out his ears, and asked: "Grandpa was 18 years ago, has his hair grown?"

"Puff." When asked the old man, he was so angry that he was choked by the tea.

He was holding a tea cup and wanted to smash it, but how could there be a figure asking water? Flashing out early, but did not see Feng Tianjing's figure, he raised his foot outside, preparing to smoke a cigarette.

"Who is that?" Asking Shui was taken aback, and saw the two figures in front of him.

The cigarette stuck to his mouth fell to the ground and burned a hole in the trousers. After asking the water, he moved two steps forward and said in a deep voice, "She and Gu Chengdong...Damn it!"

Seeing Gu Chengdong stretch out his hand and touch Feng Tianjing's forehead, the two seem to be in a particularly good mood.

"At midnight, I dare to come to meet the young woman." Wenshui said coldly, turning around to take a deep breath, sorting out his emotions and turning to rush forward.

Where is there a figure? Both disappeared.

"You guys!" Wenshui strode forward and saw a black Mercedes-Benz, which quickly disappeared from his sight. He was stunned for a few seconds, subconsciously trying to keep up.

"Ask the water." At this moment, a figure came up, grabbed his arm, and heard Zhuo Li's voice, and asked the water to return to his senses.

"There is something, very anxious." Zhuo Di said, turning around alone, and walked towards Wen'ange.

Wen Shui clenched his fists. Although he wanted to chase him, he knew that Zhuo Li would never go to Wen'ange himself if nothing happened.

(End of this chapter)