Seriously ill, handsome man, I covered it

Chapter 232 Don't mind being a prisoner of her love
In Zhan Nanxiao's slightly squinted eyes, there was a hint of forbearance, "Grandpa, I'll just say it once, I will not marry at the beginning of my life!"

"This..." Quan Angui looked at him with lingering fear, and in his eyes, he saw a chilling murderous look.

The feeling of the rest of his life prevented him from continuing.

He waved his hand, "That's all, you young people, decide for yourself."

Zhan Nanxiao put his legs together, and bowed a standard bow to Quan Angui very solemnly, "Thank you, Grandpa, for your success!"

"..." Heh - Quan Angui was so bitter that he was about to cry.

Is he perfect?

He was obviously being blackmailed by Zhan Nanxiao again, just like he was forced to promise Xiao Jin to Zhan Nanxiao.

Zhan Nanxiao didn't care what Quan Angui was thinking at all, he stood up straight, turned around, and walked out.

After walking a few steps, he stopped again, turned his head, and looked at Quan Angui.

Those eyes were so sharp that Quan Angui's whole body trembled involuntarily, "Is there anything else?"

"Those photos were really ordered by you?"

"..." Quan Angui froze for a moment, neither admitted nor denied.

Zhan Nanxiao frowned slightly, "If so, I hope this matter ends here, otherwise, this will be the last time I call you grandpa!"

The meaning couldn't be more obvious, if the photo was really ordered by Quan Angui to be taken, then that's the end of it.

If Quan Angui still wants to make a big fuss about the photos, then he will definitely not show mercy.

Quan Angui felt unspeakably depressed, he frowned, and looked at Zhan Nanxiao's cold back.

When Zhan Nanxiao's hand was covering the doorknob, Quan Angui finally couldn't hold back and said, "This is the first time I've seen the photo."

"..." So, in order to force him to let go, Quan Angui was even willing to pour this kind of dirty water on himself and his granddaughter.

Quan Angui's love really made him speechless.

Zhan Nanxiao coldly opened the door of the ward and walked out.

As soon as he went out, he saw his girl leaning against the wall.

His hands are interlaced behind his back, his small face is slightly raised, his eyes are staring anxiously at the ceiling above his head, a pair of slender legs are staggered, and the toes of his shoes are pointing back and forth on the ground from time to time.

Indescribably cute.

Most of the haze in Zhan Nanxiao's heart dissipated in an instant.

Walking over a few steps, he stretched out his big hand and clasped her weak and boneless little hand.

The sudden warmth and the roughness of the caress made Ning Chujin stunned.

She stood there, staring blankly at Zhan Nanxiao who had a cold face and no trace of human expression. She blinked her beautiful eyes for a long time before she suddenly woke up.

She threw herself into his arms, "A'nan, are you holding it?"

Zhan Nanxiao frowned.

Hold it?
Did she think he was being interrogated by Quan Angui?

Does he look that much like a prisoner?

But...he doesn't mind being a prisoner of her love for the rest of his life.

At this time, Zhan Nanxiao had a warm smile on his face, and gently rubbed Ning Chujin's cheeks that were flushed because of nervousness with his thumb, "En."

A simple word is like a thousand catties to Ning Chujin.

In an instant, the stone that weighed heavily on her heart was smashed to pieces.

The sockets of her eyes were instantly red, and a large amount of starlight suddenly poured into her bright pupils, "A'nan..."

Thousands of words turned into such a call.

Like penetrating the soul, intertwining each other's souls together.

The silence speaks.

(End of this chapter)