Chapter 634

"OK, OK, I'll go back with grandma." Often porridge with a smile promised down, ready to go to grandma's home to chat with grandma, strive to let her forget this thing, often porridge silently thought.

It's not good to trouble others. If it wasn't for grandma's enthusiasm, she would not go home with her grandmother. She wanted to leave the fruit for her grandmother.

I didn't expect that it turned out to be like this in the end.

"Home ~" grandma took Chang Cong's hand and opened the door. The familiar and strange scenery came to her eyes. Although she only came once, Chang Cong was inexplicable. She felt that she remembered it very clearly.

Maybe it's because, in grandma's home, there is a feeling of home.

"Go and sit down. Grandma will bring you some cakes. It happens that grandma made some cakes at noon." As soon as she came in, grandma didn't take Chang Cong as an outsider at all. She waved her hand and let her sit down and go to eat.

The smile on Chang Cong's face never came down, "OK."

Nodded to accept down, she knew that grandma is really good to her, it is no longer polite perfunctory, otherwise grandma will not be happy.

Chang congee sat down on the sofa and soon smelled the delicious pastry. Chang congee didn't have dinner. When asked about the delicious pastry, his stomach would start to cry.

Without waiting for Chang Cong to talk, I watched my grandmother holding a cake tray in one hand with a delicate little cake in it and the other hand

Hold the phone, or connect the phone.

Chang Cong: "who can tell her why the phone is in the kitchen? She wanted to talk to her grandmother and forget to ask her grandson to come back.

Now it's good. In a twinkling of an eye, the phone has been connected. Chang Cong's face is obviously hesitant.

Or step forward and put the tray from Grandma's hand to the table. Grandma said this to the people on the other side of the phone, and at the same time, she put a small cake in her porridge mouth.

The rich milk fragrance burst out in the mouth of changcong. Changcong was completely quiet. She liked to eat small desserts, which was carved in the same mold as shallot.

"Stinky boy, how busy you can be! Come back quickly, the girl is still waiting here! " There seems to be a refusal on the phone, which makes grandma's voice high.

Grandma's heart is angry, this bad boy, even want to find an excuse not to come back, when she can't hear it? Such a bad excuse is made up casually.

The dark annoys this not to strive for spirit of, very not easy wench can see one side here, he unexpectedly still shirks to don't want to come back!

Grandma insisted that her grandson come back to have a look at Chang Cong. On the one hand, she was really worried about Chang Cong's health. She was relieved to have a look. On the other hand, she wanted to let them meet.

She really wanted to make up for two people. It would be great if they could be together.

The person on the other side of the phone still wants to struggle and say how busy he is, but obviously grandma doesn't intend to give him this opportunity.

"Come back quickly, or you won't come to see grandma!" In order to let him come back, grandma is also painstaking, said with a threat.

Listen to often porridge choked, cough up, don't make so serious!

"Cough cough cough..." cough up for a time can not stop.

"Oh, you girl, why are you in such a hurry to eat? Grandma won't rob you." Listen to often porridge cough heart crack lung appearance, grandma where also attend to talk with the people over there.

He quickly poured a glass of water for Chang Cong, and gave her Shun Shun back. Chang Cong waved his hand repeatedly, indicating that he had nothing to do with her.

Seeing that Chang Cong stopped coughing, grandma got up again.

Gu Zhi over there always felt that he was familiar with the cough he had just heard. He frowned unconsciously, but there was no big impression in his mind.

In addition, the cough disappeared soon, and he didn't think much about it. He just thought about how to refuse it. He didn't want to see any boring women. He preferred to do research here.

He was startled when he received a call from his grandmother. He thought that something had happened to his grandmother. After all, it would be so late. Generally, grandma would not call.

However, she didn't think that it was her grandmother who wanted to call him back to the woman to see if she was sick. In a word, Gu Zhi's impression of the woman she had never met declined.

Although it was not much better, grandma was reluctant. Gu Zhi had a headache. What kind of ecstasy did that woman put on grandma? Does grandma like her so much?

"I don't care. Come back quickly!" Then, fearing Gu's refusal, he immediately hung up the phone and didn't give him time to respond.

Gu Zhi looked at the black screen and frowned. He was disgusted with the woman.

But it's still in grandma's house so late. Isn't it something else? In the twinkling of an eye, Gu's mind has flashed countless conspiracy theories.

In the end, he changed his clothes and went out. No matter what else, he would be angry with his grandmother if he didn't go.

"Doctor Gu, are you leaving?" Go out just met to come in to send the case of the little nurse, Gu's face naturally smile, looks like nothing happened in general.

Although she has a boyfriend, it has to be said that Dr. Gu's face is still very destructive.

"Well, just put it on my desk. I'll go first." After Wen Sheng explained, Gu Zhi turned away with a smile on his face.

The little nurse couldn't see Gu Zhi's face after turning around. Instead, she was puzzled by Gu Zhi.

"Dr. Gu is gentle, and his voice is so gentle..." the little nurse stargazed at Dr. Gu's back, and thought to herself that she was crazy.

If she could see Gu Zhi's indifferent expression now, she would regret her evaluation.

Where does it have to do with a little bit of tenderness

On the other hand, Chang Cong just feels a little inappropriate.

"If he's busy, isn't it bad to call him back, grandma?" Often porridge drink a glass of water, this will have no cough, looking at grandma hang up after a good mood humming a song, often porridge stuffy said.

She always felt a little sorry.

But in the process of asking, the action of stuffing a small cake in her mouth didn't stop. I don't know how grandma made it. The small cake was so delicious.

Sweet but not greasy, mixed with strong milk fragrance, only captured her heart in a moment, often porridge eat a face of satisfaction.