"I fell in love with her." This sentence is so sure and so natural.

"But she is already Quan Shaocheng's woman. Young Master, you never want anyone else to sleep with." Gret was shocked. Gret never wants someone else to sleep with, let alone a woman who has already secretly married to Quan Shaocheng!

Gray smiled, not caring about it at all, "She is the only exception."

"Young Master, I don't understand, where is she good?"

"You should ask her what's wrong."

Gret changed his words, asked Grey again, and said, "What's wrong with her?"

"No." Gray stood up handsomely, then walked directly to the door of the study.

Gret stood there, shocked. He never expected Gret to be so attentive to a woman.

Gray was also shocked. He did not expect that in his lifetime, there would be a woman knocking on his heart.

The next morning, Ninghuan woke up early, and it can be said that she woke up in pain.

Yesterday, she was squeezed by Quan Shaocheng several times, and some cranberry marks fell on her body.

Quan Shaocheng, who was beside him, was still asleep. Ning Huan looked at him with a smile for a long time, stretched out his slender finger and poked his cheek.

It's really unfair. He's impeccable even when he sleeps.

Ninghuan carefully stood up from his arms. Ninghuan didn't know how long it hadn't been closed. In order not to disturb him to rest, she tiptoed to move.

But after just a few moves, the arms behind him were re-carried into his arms.

“Where to go?”

"I have something to do."

"What's up?"

"You let me go first! Let me get up first."

Quan Shaocheng frowned. This time he did not make things difficult for Ninghuan, but responded to her request.

Ninghuan immediately reached out and covered Quan Shaocheng's eyes, "Don't look, I'm going to wear clothes."

"Where's there anyone else I haven't seen? Huh?"

"You are not allowed to look at it!" Ninghuan's cheeks turned red, and she immediately turned around, with Mei's back facing Quan Shaocheng, and she quickly put on her pajamas.

After putting on his clothes, Ninghuan didn't care about the injuries on his knees, hurriedly opened the drawer, took out the paper and pen, and quickly recorded all the information left in his head.

"What are you doing?"

"Record the surgical information. This is what I discovered in Jike. It will help Mr. Quan's surgery. Maybe he can recover completely!" Ning Huan blinked at Quan Shaocheng and continued to smile and record the information and surgery he had seen at Jike.

Quan Shaocheng stood up, put on black trousers, and then walked straight to Ninghuan.

Seeing the beautiful words appearing on the paper one by one, he reached out and held her slender wrist.

"What's wrong?" Ning Huan raised her eyes and looked at Quan Shaocheng in confusion.

Is this happening?

"There is no need for this."

There is no need for this?! Ninghuan frowned in confusion and looked at Quan Shaocheng in front of him, "Why, why?"

"He is dead."

The moment he heard this sentence, Ninghuan loosened her hand and her hand fell straight on the table.xdw8

"What, why... how could it be?" Ning Huan was so surprised that she couldn't even say anything. She looked at Quan Shaocheng incredibly, unable to believe everything she had heard just now.

"I was fine a few days ago, how could it be, how could it be? You must be lying to me!"

Quan Shaocheng stretched out his hand to pull Ninghuan, who was unable to accept the facts, hugged her in his arms, and realized the wound on her leg, he hugged Ninghuan.

"Quan Shaocheng, why did Mr. Quan die? Why?" Ninghuan didn't expect that such a thing would have happened in just a few days.

"murder."

"Murder? Did someone go to the hospital and kill him?"

"Um."

"Then, have you found the murderer? Have you found it?"

Quan Shaocheng shook his head, "No."

Ning Huan held down her beautiful eyes, but still couldn't accept this fact. Her eyes, which were originally red, were unable to hold back tears and slid down...

Quan Shaocheng held her and sat on the bed, letting her sit on his lap.

"You must catch the murderer, you must catch him!" Ning Huan reached out and grabbed Quan Shaocheng's clothes, his eyes still red.

"Okay, I promise you." Quan Shaocheng reached out and gently wiped away her tears with his fingertips, then kissed her forehead, letting her lean into his chest...

Ninghuan's mood was still difficult to calm down. She leaned on his shoulder. When she thought of Quan Quheng, Ninghuan's heart was very heavy.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong." The door was knocked, and Xiaozhi's voice came through the door panel: "Sir Quan, Grandma, it's time to have breakfast."

"Stop thinking, be obedient." Quan Shaocheng reached out and rubbed Ning Huan's hair, then said in a half-warning tone: "You are not allowed to cry for other men."

"He is not another man, he is your father."

"I will send someone to organize this funeral."

"I'm going."

"Okay, let's take you there." He kissed her and made a sound.

Then, Quan Shaocheng hugged Ninghuan and entered the bathroom.

He asked Ninghuan to sit on the locker, then poured her water, squeezed toothpaste, "Hold it, brush your teeth."

Ninghuan calmed down and said, "The injuries on her legs are not in the way. I can come down and clean them myself."

"Sit on it and don't move around."

Ninghuan knew that she could not say that Quan Shaocheng was. After hearing his tough tone, she compromised and immediately sat on the locker to wash and brushed.

"Quan Shaocheng, can I shave you stubble? It's all grown."

"Isn't it handsome now?"

"Handsome, very wild, but I like the way you shave your stubble. But this is the first time I shave someone. If your skills are not good, please forgive me."

When Quan Shaocheng heard Ning Huan's words, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and then handed the razor and shave bubbles to Ning Huan.

His thin lips slightly opened, and he calmly said two words: "Take it."

Ninghuan finally smiled. She smiled and wiped the shave bubbles on the shaving part, and then carefully shaved the stubble that grew on his face with a shave knife.

"Okay." She picked up the wet towel on one side to wipe all the shaving bubbles, "Is my skills great?"

"In the future, my wife will take care of this kind of thing."

"This is unfair. I'll shave you, what about you?"

"Kiss you."

"Um..." Ninghuan widened her beautiful eyes in surprise. After receiving this sudden passionate kiss, she smiled and closed her eyes.

After struggling in the bathroom for about half an hour, Quan Shaocheng hugged Ninghuan and walked downstairs.

After entering the restaurant, Lu Cangqing and Song Jiachu were already sitting in the restaurant.

Ninghuan never expected this to be the case! For some reason, Jiang Linshi immediately gave her a feeling when she was in Europe. The arrival of Lu Cangqing and Song Jiachu was undoubtedly the beginning of a nightmare for Ninghuan.

Lu Cangqing was obviously very dissatisfied.

"Is this a lame or can't walk? Do I need my son to carry a lift from upstairs to downstairs?"

Just as we met, Lu Cangqing had a lot of dissatisfaction in his words.

Ninghuan glanced at Song Jiachu next to her. Her face was still ugly. It seemed that she had a big blow to her last night.

"She has an injury on her leg." Quan Shaocheng briefly explained in five words, let Ninghuan sit in the farthest position from Song Jiachu, and then he sat next to her.

Ning Huan looked at Lu Cangqing and Song Jiachu, and then nodded politely at them, "Good morning, Mr. Lu, good morning, Miss Song."

Quan Shaocheng didn't look at Song Jiachu, but fixed his eyes on Ninghuan, as if there were only two of them on the dining table.

"What do you want to eat?"

"jelly."

“This is breakfast.”

"Give me two bags after breakfast." Ning Huan blinked at Quan Shaocheng, then raised two fingers.

That cute look made Xiaozhi, who was standing on one side, laughed secretly.

Xiaozhi couldn't help but complain that their young grandmother was so cute that no one could control her. However, when it comes to Mr. Quan, I don't know whether it will work.

"No."

"I have an injury on my leg, so I treat it as mental loss. I will give me two bags of jelly, just two bags!" Ning Huan's two fingers raised were bent and moved, and her smile became even sweeter.
To be continued...