Tangled Up In Blue

"Oh my God Achoo! "

When she was having a dream, her nose suddenly itched. All of a sudden, Poppi could not help sneezing. She rubbed her nose and was about to turn over to continue sleeping when she heard the dissatisfied voice of the lady of the house. "Little Turtle, it's noon. Haven't you got up yet? Do you want to piss me off? "

"Oh my God Grandma... " She yawned and tried to open her heavy eyes, but she was not used to the harsh sunlight and raised her hand to block it.

The old lady sat on the bed and shook a grass in her hand. Seeing that Poppi seemed to wake up, she rubbed the grass on her nose again and asked, "Little Turtle, are you itchy?"

Poppi struggled to sit up and took a glance at the bedroom. Then she laughed to block the old lady's "attack". She giggled and said, "grandma, don't be ridiculous! Where's Malcolm? "

"Downstairs." With a smile, she urged, "come on, get up. Let's go to play the game of fight the landlord."

"Grandma, you are still fighting! My headache is killing me. I don't want to play it. Let Cora and Malcolm sit with you to play it! "

The old lady looked at Poppi with disgust and pointed at her head as she said, "you... You deserve it! It would be a headache if she drank so much! Why did you get my grandson to hold you upstairs? Tell me, did you do it on purpose? "

"What? !" Hearing this, Poppi was shocked with her mouth wide open and her face flushed immediately. She said awkwardly: "Malcolm, did he bring me here? Last night? How? Holding me like a princess? "

Knock, knock, knock

While they were talking, someone knocked on the door. Poppi looked over there and saw that Malcolm was wearing home clothes. He leaned against the door casually and said: "grandma, lunch is ready."

Knowing it was him, Poppi's face was even redder, like a cooked shrimp, biting her finger. Then she withdrew her eyes from Malcolm, jumped out of the bed, and helped the old lady out of bed.

The old lady walked to the door, patted on Malcolm's hand and said, "thank you very much for cooking!"

"Not at all. It's my honor to cook for grandma!" Hearing that, Malcolm smiled faintly and put his hand on the shoulder of the old lady. Although they were not close to each other, it was his limitation. He said, "grandma, let's go downstairs."

Poppi, in her pajamas, stretched herself and said, "I'm going to wash my face and brush my teeth. It won't take long."

old lady snorted and

she was drunk and there was nothing to worry about. She actually took a big advantage of him. It was kind of mercy that he didn't

It's already 12 o'clock!

soon as Malcolm reached the ground floor, he heard the roar of Poppi from the second floor. He smirked

woman said After a while, Poppi washed herself and her hair was casually tied to the back of her neck. When she saw Malcolm was pouring the noodles in the kitchen, she rushed to help.

directly to Poppi

whispered, "Mr. Malcolm, last

anymore." Malcolm coldly interrupted her and said, "one more thing. If you drink too much next time, you are not allowed to come

surprise and said, "well, well. I don't know why you are so fierce. You have never seen me

more fierce sight, Poppi shrank her neck and laughed

her. Without a word, he turned around and left. After a few steps, something occurred to him. He turned around and asked, "do you remember

Is Mr. Su in the car? " "What did he say?"

at her carefully and after a while, he said slowly,

"Humph!"

Poppi nodded her head as a response. Sure enough, he was her grandson! But she was also happy

Turn on the TV, quick!" After finishing her meal, she trotted to the living room and said, "I

turned on the TV and asked, "grandma,

news channel. The old lady pouted and snorted, "it's new again. There isn't

for you right

Malcolm came over, he just saw Poppi bowing. His heart beat out of a beat.

of

old lady

Oh! " Poppi fell back obediently.

Group. The surgery is successful, but when will he

and the voice of the news made Poppi's heart clench. Looking at the serious expression on his face, Malcolm suddenly stepped forward