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Fu Changye's dark eyes were calm and calm, and he looked at Gu Yuman from top to bottom. .

"Little benefactor." In the car, Fu Changye looked at Gu Suiran's little face.

The long, slender hands with clear joints touched her sweet little face, and the cool and rough fingertips gently brushed her long eyelashes, and whispered: "You can cry if you want to cry in front of me."

Hearing Fu Changye's gentle words, Gu Suiyi was slightly startled, with the old man's caring and doting expression in his eyes.

At this moment, I don’t know why, but the grievances I have suffered in the past few days, coupled with the grandfather’s condition that the doctor just mentioned.

Everything was weighing on her heart, and with the old man's gentle and considerate words, she seemed to have found a flood outlet.

She couldn't bear it any longer.

Crystal tears suddenly filled her eyes, falling softly and moistening her long eyelashes.

Her head rested on his strong chest, and her little white hands were holding his white shirt, curling her knuckles, crying until she was out of breath, and her whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

She wailed.

Fu Changye only felt that the shirt on his chest was wet. He lowered his head, his black eyes reflected the little girl's black hair, and listened to her broken cries as she cried.

I knew I should let her vent.

But hearing her cry, he really didn't like it.

Fu Changye closed his eyes hard, his deep black eyes filled with distress. He gently stroked her thin back with his long slender hands. The old man pursed his thin lips into a thin straight line and said nothing.

Let her cry wantonly in his arms.

She didn't know how long she cried in his arms. After the emotions she had been holding back were vented, she slowly relaxed her emotions and sobbed softly.

Xiaobai loosened his grip on Fu Changye's white shirt and let go.

She stepped away from his arms a little, and the shirt that was originally flat and ironed had been deformed by her grip.

There were also suspicious large water stains on it, all of which were the liquid that had just flowed out of her two big eyes.

"Little sponsor, don't cry anymore." The man's magnetic and deep voice sounded above her little head.

It was clearly a concerned tone, but Gu Suiran suddenly felt a little ashamed.

Only later did she realize what she had just done.

She actually cried in such embarrassment in front of the old man, and she cried so miserably.

Gu casually glanced at Fu Changye's chest from the corner of his eye. Fu Changye's white shirt had all the top buttons unbuttoned, revealing a bit of his solid bronze chest. Under the chest, the white shirt was wet and wrinkled from the tears she had just cried. A piece of Baba.

The two people were so close, the man's mature masculine smell and the faint smell of tobacco penetrated into Gu Suiran's nostrils.

Gu casually pursed his tender lips slightly.

She didn't say a word, but lowered her face.

Fu Changye looked at the way she lowered her little head and sighed almost inaudibly. He used his big hands to hold her little face with controlled strength.

Gu Suiwan still lowered his head and refused to raise his head.

I just cried and must have looked so ugly.

The old man's rough fingertips felt a little warm, and his movements were gentle but semi-forced to raise her pointy little chin.

When his face was lifted up, Gu Xiaogong's little face, which had just been crying miserably, was completely exposed to the deep eyes of the old man without any reservation.

Her usually beautiful almond eyes were swollen from crying, like a little rabbit, the tip of her nose was red, and her long eyelashes were covered with crystal tears.

A pitiful little look.

"Are you done crying?" Fu Changye asked in a hoarse voice.

Gu casually bit his lip and said nothing.

You don't need to look to know how embarrassing she is now.

The old man was so hateful. He just made her cry, and now he asked her if she was done crying.

Do you want to laugh at her?

Fu Changye's eyes were deep as he looked at the little girl's crying face. He felt so soft in his heart. A big hand gently held her little face. Under Gu Suiran's slightly astonished eyes, his tall body leaned forward.

Gu Suiyi did not close his eyes and looked at Fu Changye with wide eyes.

"Little benefactor, close your eyes." Fu Changye said in a low voice.

Gu reflexively closed his red and swollen eyes.

The next second, Gu Ran felt something warm and dry falling on her thin eyelids.

Caressing gently and delicately.

After waiting for several seconds, Gu Suiran reacted.

The old man was kissing her eyes.

Fu Changye put one big hand around Gu Suiran's slender waist, and held her small face with the other. His warm thin lips fell on her red and swollen eyes like a little rabbit, lovingly stroking her little by little. The tears on the long eyelashes were sipped bit by bit.

Gu casually bit his lip and wanted to open his eyes, but he didn't dare.

She was motionless, just like any child who had just cried, and she urgently needed someone to give her warmth and support at this moment.

After a while, Gu Suiran heard the old man's thin lips move from her eyes to her ears.

He breathed gently into her ear, his magnetic voice slightly hoarse, as if he was teasing her: "Salty."

Gu Suiyi's ears were a sensitive part, and such a warm breath seemed to be saturated with the smell of tobacco. Gu Suiyi felt his ears feel numb.

Quickly opening her eyes, she turned her face sideways and stared at Fu Changye with her red and swollen eyes.

“What’s salty?”

"Little benefactor, your tears are salty." Fu Changye replied in a low voice.

her tears

Gu Sui was startled suddenly.

Seeing Fu Changye's eyes firmly locked on her face again, with some strong emotions in his deep eyes, he said in a hoarse voice: "Little patron, I don't like to see you cry. But I don't like you alone either." Whatever you do, you have to take care of yourself.”

After a pause, his eyes became darker and darker, "You can cry in front of others, but if you want to cry, you can only cry in front of me."

Gu casually listened to these words coming out of his beautiful thin lips.

These few words seemed to have some kind of warmth, neither light nor heavy, that ironed her heart, causing her fingertips to tremble slightly unconsciously.

Fu Changye sat in the driver's seat. It was getting dark now, the lights were dim, and half of the old man's handsome face seemed to be melting into the shadows.

Gu Suiran seemed to be able to clearly see every expression on his face at this moment.

He was looking at her with deep black eyes.

Gu Suiran felt like crying again. He had obviously cried just now, but now after hearing the old man's words, his eyes felt sour again.

What Lu Shiying said to her in the afternoon suddenly came to mind.

Old Man Fu had known for a long time that there were nude photos of her, and An Wan had told her before that the identity of the old man was unusual.

Her pink and red lips parted slightly, and she wanted to ask him if this was the case. When the words came to her lips, by some strange combination, what she wanted to ask became:

"Fu Changye, you said you wouldn't lie to me before, so have you ever lied to me so far?"

Fu Changye's eyes were dark, and he paused for a second or two when he looked at Gu Suiran's still red and swollen eyes, and then said, "No."

Compared with her love rival who may sow discord, she will choose to believe the old man's answer when she asks her question. This is the most basic trust between lovers.

She believes in the old man who is gentle and considerate to her

Pursing her lips, her apricot eyes moistened by tears were shining, and she looked at Fu Changye's handsome face.

His voice was light and soft: "Fu Changye, I'm in the hospital, and I meant what I said to grandpa."

"What words?" he asked.

She stared into his deep eyes and said in a low voice: "I said, I want to get married as soon as possible."

After speaking, she looked at Fu Changye nervously.

She really wants to get married as soon as possible, but where is the old man?

In front of grandpa, he also said that he wanted to get married as soon as possible, but did he really think so in his heart?

Did he just say that to comfort grandpa?

Gu Ran stared at Fu Changye's handsome face, anxiously waiting for his answer.

"So that's what I said." The two of them were close to each other. Even though the lights in the car were not bright at the moment, her nervous expression was still reflected in his eyes.

Fu Changye's deep eyes fell on Gu Suiyi's little face, and he asked in a deep voice: "Is it just because of your grandfather's request that the young benefactor wants to get married as soon as possible? If it were other men, would you also want to get married so soon?"

"How is that possible?" Gu replied without thinking.

If it were anyone else, even if it was her grandfather's request, she would not have thought of getting married so quickly.

"That's fine."

Her unhesitating answer brought a smile to Fu Changye's dark eyes. He stepped forward again, stretched out his long arm, and forcefully took the nervous little benefactor into his arms, resting his chin on her little head: " I meant what I said.”

Hearing such words, Gu Sui's nervous heart dropped.

She bit her lip: "Then, let's get married as soon as possible, okay?"

"Okay." The old man lowered his head, kissed her long black and silky hair with his thin lips, his voice was hoarse and his breathing was hot.

After receiving the old man's answer, Gu Suiran relaxed all over and leaned softly into Fu Changye's arms in an obedient manner.

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