Madam Zuo, your vest is off!

Chapter 20 20: Don't Don't Don't
The ringing of the phone pulled Murong Ruowei out of her thoughts. She picked up the phone, knowing that she had swiped up this time, imitating Murong Ziliang's way of answering the phone: "Hello?"

"My grandpa asked you to come over for dinner tonight."

The cold and deep voice came out through the microphone, which was extraordinarily magnetic.

Zuo Sihan...'s grandfather?

"Well, I see."

"Um"

"Beep beep..." The phone was hung up.

Murong Ruowei looked at the phone thoughtfully, what should I do, she is not ready to meet his family, what should I do?

"dong dong dong"

Murong Ruowei came to the door of Murong Ziliang's study again.

"Come in."

"Huh? Old girl, is there anything else?"

Why is it here again, didn't you agree to find a calligraphy teacher for her, don't you want to learn kung fu again for a while?Why does he feel like his head is exploding.

"Second brother, just now Zuo Sihan called and said that Grandpa Zuo asked me to eat." Her eyes were twinkling, and she said expectantly, "You can go with me!"

Putting down the pen in his hand, he nodded: "Okay, when?"

"Hey, tonight."

"Okay, I see." Patted Murong Ruowei on the head, "It would be great if you were always so well-behaved."

What a depressing thing it is for a younger sister to be so powerful that she doesn't need her brother's protection!
"Oh, don't touch people's heads!"

Don't mess up her recent hairstyle.

"Look, it's blowing up again." Murong Ziliang curled his lips, "I forgot that I asked you to find a calligraphy teacher for you just now, what's wrong with taking a picture..."

Murong Ruowei saw that he was a little upset, and quickly coaxed him: "Oh, second brother, aren't you afraid of messing up your hair?"

Shaking his arm, he said flatteringly, "Second brother, you took me to do this hairstyle. I can't bear to mess it up~"

Murong Ziliang was flattered when he heard this, and said arrogantly: "Huh~, you're smart, so I don't care about you."

"Hey, thank you, little one~"

Scratching the bridge of her nose, she said in a doting tone, "You are becoming more and more rare!"

Evening, Zuojia.

Grandpa Zuo was a little anxious waiting at home, and asked Qi Guan from time to time if his family members had arrived.

Zuo Sihan watched him walk up and down helplessly, frowned, and said helplessly, "Grandpa, take a break, it's not time for dinner yet."

It's only six o'clock, but he's been dangling around for more than half an hour, so he's really not tired.

"You boy, do you think you made that girl Ruowei angry?" Zuo Zhenhua poked Zuo Sihan's head with his index finger, "Are you going out to find the little girl again?"

Zuo Sihan was really speechless...

Seeing that he didn't speak, he thought he was guilty, picked up the feather duster in the vase and made a gesture to whip him, "Well, you little bastard, you just went out for a few days after a rest, see if I don't beat you to death!"

Zuo Sihan reflexively raised his hand to block it, repeatedly begging for mercy: "Don't, don't, grandpa, I don't have one!"

No matter how calm he is, he can't stand the feather duster!He was often drawn, and the psychological shadow area was still very large.

"Grandpa, can I just call and ask?"

He is really out of luck...

Zuo Sihan took out his phone, turned to Murong Ruowei's number and dialed it...

Before the call was connected, Butler Qi came over and said to the old man respectfully: "Master, Second Young Master Murong and Miss Murong are here."

Grandpa Zuo, you only call Ruowei to eat, you don't call me~"

Murong Ziliang picked up his ending, pouted his mouth, like a child comparing himself.

(End of this chapter)