The poisonous grandma knew that if this palm hit the old man, he would have to lie in bed for half a month.

But if it hit Ning Anan, he would definitely lose half his life.

At the critical moment, a purple shadow passed by like a gust of wind.

When the doctor and the poisonous mother-in-law saw clearly, they saw Ning Anan with a smile on her face, looking deeply at the woman in purple in her arms.

The poisonous mother-in-law angrily scolded: "Stinky girl, who are you?"

The doctor came forward curiously and circled around Qiqing twice.

He looked around and up and down, then suddenly jumped back and pointed at Qi Qing and said, "You, you, you...you are a witch?"

"Master..." Ning Anan shouted with a frown.

Qing'er is not a witch.

Seeing his silly boy wholeheartedly protecting the witch, the doctor sighed.

"Master..." Qiqing called out sweetly.

"Hey..." So good...

"Cough!" The poisonous mother-in-law coughed violently.

The doctor immediately ran to the poisonous old woman, "Old woman..."

Ning Anan held Qiqing's little hand and patted the uneasy Qiqing soothingly.

"Don't be afraid, Qing'er..."

The doctor curled his lips speechlessly: Silly boy, she is a witch, who is she afraid of?

The poisonous mother-in-law looked at her in disbelief. Ning Anan walked up to her step by step and knelt on the ground.

"You little bastard..."

"Master, Master-in-law, you raised An An and are the people closest to An An.

Qing'er is An'an's favorite person. An'an begs you, please accept Qing'er."

Ning Anan kowtowed solemnly, praying that the doctor and the poisonous mother-in-law would accept Qing'er.

"What are you going to do if the old woman doesn't agree?" The poisonous old woman looked at Ning Anan coldly.

"Old woman..." The doctor pulled the old woman's sleeve.

"Shut up!" the poisonous mother-in-law scolded.

The doctor shrank his neck, stopped talking, and muttered softly: It's obvious that he can't bear to do it.

Ning Anan looked back at Qi Qing with painful eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then she looked at Poisonous Granny:

"Master, An An only wants Qing'er in this life. But Master and Master are also An An's relatives. An An will wait and beg.

Wait until the master and the mistress agree."

"Qing'er...you"

Ning Anan felt the purple-clothed figure beside her, and turned around in surprise to find Qiqing also kneeling beside her.

She kowtowed to the doctor and the poisonous old woman: "Master, Master, please..."

Qing'er is innocent and not good at sweet talk, so she can only follow Ning An'an's example and ask for forgiveness from the two old people.

"Why…"

The doctor lowered his voice to answer, which made his words more obvious.

After accepting the cold look from the poisonous mother-in-law, she laughed twice, "Hehehe..."

The poisonous grandma looked at Ning Anan, whose eyes were full of pleading, and the woman who was obviously a witch that everyone feared, but was also innocent and naive.

He closed his eyes, turned around and walked away, saying coldly: "When you've had enough of this crazy, go back to Qingyun Mountain!"

"Master, Master..."

Looking at the vicious mother-in-law who turned and left, Ning Anan shouted anxiously.

"Stupid boy!"

The doctor slapped Ning An'an on the back and reminded her, "The old lady has agreed. Why are you howling like a ghost, you silly boy?"

Ning Anan just reacted and kowtowed twice excitedly: "Thank you, Master, thank you..."

Then she picked up Qi Qing and spun her around twice: "Qing'er, Master has agreed.

That's great, that's great, Qing'er, when you have time, will you accompany me back to Qingyun Mountain?"

As if infected by Ning Anan's excitement, her eyebrows curved, her purple eyes flashed with light, and she smiled and nodded.

The doctor looked at the two of us and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he ran in fear towards the direction where the poisonous old lady was going.

He ran and shouted, "Old woman, please listen to me and let me explain.

What I just said about being surrounded by flowers and being popular among thousands of girls was all a lie to you, little brat.

Only you know my heart, old woman, you have to believe me...

It’s over, it’s over, the old woman is angry, and I, an old man, am dead…”