The mad doctor who is the evil king chasing his wife is not easy to mess with

Chapter 1769 She is so small, how can she be a grandma
How could Meng Xingyu miss such a superb disguise skill, so he hurried over and stood aside to watch.

I saw Shui Lingyue sitting on the edge of the bed, turning her side slightly, her beautiful face had been concealed, but when she lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes were slightly raised, dancing lightly in the blink of an eye, those lovely eyelashes trembled every time , as if there was a soft feather gently plucking at Meng Xingyu's heartstrings, making him feel itchy.

As a result, Meng Xingyu was standing here, originally wanting to watch Shui Lingyue put on makeup for Leng Ping'er, but turned to watch Shui Lingyue instead.

"Drawn!" Shui Lingyue's brisk voice sounded.

Meng Xingyu just woke up like a dream, and said in a daze, "The drawing is done so quickly." Turning his head to look, he took two steps back in shock.

"This...this is..."

The person lying on the bed was completely different from Leng Ping'er who had just jumped up and down.

I saw the man's head covered with black hair, but he had a wrinkled face, the originally slender willow eyebrows had turned into sparse gray eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth drooped deeply...

The whole person looks like a little old woman.

Leng Ping'er opened her eyes, saw the shocked look in Meng Xingyu's eyes, and hurriedly asked: "How is it? How is it? Sister, did you draw me well?"

Meng Xingyu nodded, gave a thumbs up, and said, "Good! Very good!"

Leng Ping'er was very excited, she jumped up and ran to the mirror.

Shui Lingyue looked at her bouncing up and down, and suddenly felt that she might have overlooked something—is there such a lively old woman in this world?

Leng Ping'er went to the mirror and looked, she was stunned for a long time, then she turned her head and said to Shui Lingyue: "Sister, your paintings are so vivid, it makes me feel old. There was a touch of sadness.”

Shui Lingyue coughed twice, and said: "Eh, Ping'er, now that you are old, you can no longer be as naughty as you were when you were young, you know?"

"Ah!" Leng Ping'er said: "Oh, but sister, I have never been old, I don't know what an old person should look like."

"This..." Shui Lingyue thought for a while, and said: "Just walk slowly, be steady, don't jump around, and when you are happy, don't laugh too much."

"Oh..." Leng Ping'er snorted, digesting what Shui Lingyue said in her heart.

Shui Lingyue looked at Meng Xingyu, then at Leng Ping'er, and said, "In the days to come, the three of us will play the role of grandpa and grandson. Xingyu is the grandfather and Ping'er is the grandma. If I suffer a little, I will play the role of the grandson." be your sons."

"what!"

The two exclaimed at the same time, you look at me, I look at you, and finally snorted at the same time.

It seems that the two didn't like each other.

Leng Ping'er's face was already red, but she couldn't tell because she was wearing makeup.

Leng Ping'er came over to pull Shui Lingyue's arm, shook it gently, and said: "Sister, she is so young, how can she be a grandma." As she spoke, she glanced at Meng Xingyu, and said: "She is still a big girl with yellow flowers, why not?" Let Grandpa Meng take advantage of it."

Meng Xingyu didn't even look at Leng Ping'er, and said, "I don't know who took advantage of it. I'm so handsome, if Miss Ling didn't speak up, do you think I'm willing to act as an old couple with you?"

"Hmph!" Leng Ping'er stomped her feet angrily, and was about to speak, but Meng Xingyu said first: "Miss Ling, look at her character, it's really inappropriate for her to pretend to be an old woman. If she can't hold back, won't she?" would give away our identities."

(End of this chapter)