"How could that be? I think he's a good person," Xiao An didn't agree at all. She looked at Pang Yi and said, "Didn't Mr. Gu run around with them on the day when Master and Madam got married? Later, when the newlyweds paid their respects to their parents, he even shed tears, and his eyes were red. I saw it clearly. I'm afraid even a real grandfather wouldn't love people this much, right?"
"That's towards Madam. The old man has a lot of bad intentions, but he treats Madam like his own granddaughter. He is very partial to her, huh," Pang Yi kept on talking. But his tone was much calmer. "It's not his fault that he is partial to Madam. Madam really treats him as her own elder and respects him. She usually gives him everything she eats and drinks. Even the clothes he wears are all made by Madam herself."
"No wonder Mr. Gu loves his wife so much. So why are you so jealous?" Mrs. An looked at him with a smile.
"Where am I jealous?" Pang Yi refused to admit it. "I don't want that old man to love me in a dishonest way. I should go wherever I want to go."
Xiao An suddenly stopped walking. Her watery eyes looked at Pang Yi with a smile: "Who do you think loves you?"
"Aren't you... asking even though you already know the answer?" Pang Yi scratched his head awkwardly, lowered his head, and kicked a stone on the ground.
"How would I know if you don't tell me?" Although Xiao An knew that Pang Yi was not good at expressing himself, she still refused to give in.
"Of course..." Pang Yi raised his head awkwardly. He looked at Xiao An evasively and whispered, "Of course it's you."
In fact, Xiao An was still not satisfied with Pang Yi's sneaky behavior, but she did not force him. She continued to walk forward, while reaching out to touch the dark green pomegranates on the roadside, and could not help but exclaimed: "I didn't think this pomegranate tree was beautiful before, but now it looks really pleasing."
"If you like, we can plant a few more pomegranate trees at home." Pang Yi followed her and stretched out his hand, watching the pair of white and tender hands gently sliding on the green branches and leaves. The more he looked, the drier his mouth became. He looked around to make sure there was no one around, then reached out and held that white and tender hand.
"I have never seen anyone more tongue-tied than you," Xiao An looked at the big hand that was tightly holding hers, and turned back to glare at Pang Yi, "I have never seen anyone who likes to use his hands more than you."
"Who made me a military general? I have been tongue-tied since childhood, but I am nimble with my hands and feet and good at kung fu, hehe." Pang Yi was a little proud and held Xiao An's hand even tighter.
"Let go!" Xiao An blushed and whispered, "Don't you think about the occasion? If the master and the mistress saw us, I would be so embarrassed!"
Pang Yi was a little reluctant, and rubbed Xiao An's hand hard, but finally let go.
Xiao An rubbed her hands awkwardly and changed the subject: "By the way, what little song did Mr. Gu sing just now? I couldn't hear it clearly, but the tune was quite nice."
The corner of Pang Yi's mouth twitched: "...You won't like to hear it."
"Who said that?" Xiao An looked up at him, "Sing it to me once, then I'll know if you like it or not."
"You really won't like it," Pang Yi said sincerely, "When have I ever lied to you?"
"No, I want to listen!" Xiao An was unhappy and said to Pang Yi with a pout, "If you don't want to sing to me, just say so directly. Why are you looking for such a high-sounding excuse? Humph!"
"Do you really want to listen?" Pang Yi sighed and asked helplessly.
"Listen! I really want to listen." Xiao An blinked hurriedly.
"Alas!" Pang Yi sighed helplessly, then leaned close to Xiao An's ear and hummed softly, "The peach blossoms are blooming in March, my dear, you haven't come back yet, I untied my incense belt and my diaper is exposed..."
"Shut up!" The next second, Xiao An suddenly covered Pang Yi's mouth and glared at him angrily, "Who, who asked you to sing these obscene songs?!"
Pang Yi: “…”
"I... I didn't know it would be such a song," Xiao An silently put down her hand and whispered, "You are right, Mr. Gu is really not serious."
Pang Yi nodded hurriedly: "Look, I'm right, right?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
