Chapter 48

"Of course I came to see our grass." Cypress is honest and honest by nature, and can't say any sweet words, so it can only say what it thinks in its heart directly.

The duckweed also likes cypress trees. She doesn't play tricks and is honest. She feels a strong sense of security from cypress trees. She likes this feeling. It's really good to be protected.

At the moment, Du Cao's focus is on "our grass", our family?

Smell speech, carefully tasted the product of Du grass, a moment in the white face of a beautiful smile, who said cypress lack of root tendon will not say good words, this is simply the world's sweetest words, OK!

Look at this little saying, it's called a crisp.

Du Cao, who was so happy and couldn't help smiling, wrote his thoughts on his little face directly. Ji Shumo looked at Du Cao's appearance, and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly, but he didn't interrupt.

"Come on, I'll call you later." Ji Shumo didn't want to let the cypress stay any longer, not for a second.

Looking at the Juniperus floating in front of the cypress tree, with a blushing and coquettish face, Ji Shumo felt very dazzling. Then he spoke with thin lips and indifference.

Cypress listen to this sentence, suddenly a Leng, but did not say anything, is still smiling, probably can't feel Ji lyric words in the cold.

Then spread out the jujube cake on the table: "grass, brother cypress bought this jujube cake for you. It's made now. Remember to eat it while it's hot."

The cypress, who was about to walk to the door, seemed to suddenly think of something. He turned his head and said to the grass.

And this kind of careful advice, once again let Du grass heart happy bloom, look, she selected people is not the same, so considerate and careful.

Then he nodded with a smile and watched the cypress's big figure leave.

"You like him?" Ji Shumo looks at Du Cao's reluctant eyes, and he doesn't know what he thinks. He blurts out a sentence as if he didn't think through his brain.

"Yes, I like brother cypress not for a day or two. If I don't like him, can I like you little fart who doesn't even have hair?" While eating jujube cake, Du Cao glanced back at Ji Shumo with dark eyes.

Can't he be a brain watt? Can everyone see that she is interested in cypress, or does he know it?

Looking at Du Cao eating the jujube cake with sweet smell in front of her eyes, Ji Lyric Mo can't help but wonder in his eyes that this dark thing is really so delicious. Why does Du Cao eat with relish?

Step forward with slender legs and clear bones, he pinched the neat jujube cake in front of Du Cao and put it into his mouth.

The sword eyebrow is slightly wrinkled. It feels too sweet and greasy. He doesn't like this kind of cake.

After a look at the fragrant grass at the table, isn't she tired of it? Then he poured a glass of water and put it in front of her.

Slightly pursed thin lips, Ji Lyric ink heart obviously something unhappy, why Du grass this little girl is obviously younger than his age, but also with him called little fart child?

Even if you're a little kid, how come you haven't grown up yet?

"Why don't you like me?" However, Ji Shumo, who has no experience in emotion, is like a piece of white paper. Looking at the honest and lovely appearance of the grass in front of him, he can't help asking.

Obviously, this is also without thinking. He just doesn't understand why she can like cypress, but not him.

After getting along with him for several days, he found that the duckweed seldom gave him the smile on the cypress.

Such warmth, he also wants.

"Cough, cough! What are you talking about? " As soon as the boy's magnetic voice asked, the duckweed was stunned, and the bad things in his mouth didn't even have time to swallow them down. At this moment, all of them burst out because of surprise.

A wooden square table was covered with the residue of jujube cake.

Saw Du grass some unbelievable stare big a pair of water eyes, small chin open, small mouth are surprised to close, looking at in front of slightly frown and some ignorant youth, Du grass heart is understood.

The sentiment this Ya does not know likes is what meaning? Think it's a toy, anyone can give it?

"I don't want to like you." A blush appeared on Du Cao's white face. At this moment, her heart beat faster, but she never felt it when facing the cypress.

Du Cao is a little at a loss now. She doesn't know why Ji Shumo asked her like this. This embarrassment must be unavoidable. Then she directly stretched out her white hand, neatly wrapped up the rest of the whole jujube cake, turned around and ran out quickly.Listening to the girl's hairy words, Ji Shumo's lips are thin and slightly crooked. He looks down at the duckweed whose cheeks are red and who runs out of the room with shame and indignation. There is an imperceptible tenderness on his handsome evil face.

I've never found such an interesting person before.

Ji Shumo, who was deeply in his mind, didn't stop the girl from running out. Just when Du Cao was about to run out of the yard, the boy suddenly thought of something. Then he stood up and gazed at the girl's thin posture.

"Ji Shumo, my name."

The duckweed, who was about to run out of the door, had a big body. He only knew his name was Xiao Mo, which was called by brother cypress.

But didn't expect his full name to be so nice?

Ji... This surname is rare.

However, the girl's figure just stopped for a moment. After listening to what the boy said, she directly stepped over the threshold and ran out. She didn't give any response to the man behind her. Ji Shumo felt helpless and went back to the house.

At the door of Du Zhang's room, Du Cao stopped and gasped, a little tired.

I ran too fast just now. The jujube cake I ate was a little rough in my stomach now.

"Little boy, do you want to follow me? I don't like him. " Du Cao looked at the fallen leaves of the ancient tree in the courtyard. Her willow eyebrows were slightly wrinkled. Obviously, some unhappy Du Cao murmured and stepped into Du Zhang's house.

After taking a deep breath and calming his heart beat, a touch of warmth came up on Du Cao's little face, lifted the curtain in front of him and walked into Du Zhang's house.

At the moment, the original strong flavor of traditional Chinese medicine is much less, probably with the air.

"Granny?" There was no Du Zhang's figure on the bed. Du Cao felt tight in his heart.

Is there anything wrong with grandma?

However, at a glance, he saw Du Zhang, who was near the right wall at the door and was holding the soles of his shoes in front of the table. He gave a cry of doubt, but at the same time, the big stone in Du Cao's heart also fell down, for fear that something might happen to grandma.