Chapter 109

Looking at Yang Guangjin, who was already covered by the sack that the boy didn't know where to find, he couldn't help laughing and worried.

"Are you sure it's ok? He is a well-known family in the area, and he must have a lot of staff. " Considering the consequences, cypress asked the young man with a worried face.

Ji's lips are slightly crooked at the moment. He just said that even if he was the king of heaven, he would not be able to do it. With a deep eye color, he turned his palm into a fist. The fist with clear bones directly hit Yang Guangjin's fat stomach.

One punch after another, he kept venting his fierce anger in his heart. At the moment, his deep eyes were staring at Yang Guangjin, who was constantly humming on the ground. His lips were smiling, just like a demon climbing up from hell.

The cypress standing on one side seems to be a little stunned. Ji lyric is as indifferent as a creature without emotion. He can't help but feel a chill from the bottom of his heart.

Now Ji Lyric ink is like the most proud wolf on the snow mountain. The dragon will die when it touches the scales.

And Du Cao seems to have become his bottom line.

"I'll give you a warning this time. Next time we touch our daughter, don't blame us for being merciless." Ji Shumo feels that he's almost finished playing. Yang Guangjin's life is gone for a while, but he still stops.

However, he couldn't let Sun Guixiang, who had picked up twenty taels of silver for nothing, beg for a bargain. Then he lowered his voice and said.

Has been listening to the movement of Du grass here, slightly moved in the heart, did not expect Ji Lyric ink can do this for her.

This friend, she recognized!

Looking at Yang Guangjin, who has already accepted the advice, he nods repeatedly. Ji Shumo just gives up. He goes forward and directly picks up the girl lying on the bed, takes the cypress and leaves the Yang's courtyard.

All the way to a place far away from Yang's home, Ji Shumo stops. Then he carefully puts Du CaO on the ground and lets her rest against the tree for a while. Looking at the girl's delicate cheek, Ji Shumo is extremely worried.

Why don't you wake up?

Ji Shumo, who is frowning with a sword eyebrow, suddenly remembers what the medical book says. If a person falls into a coma, he will wake up when he pinches. Among the people... The young man's eyes fall on the top of Du Cao's lips. Looking at the girl's watery lips, his heart moves.

But still very quickly then pressed down, the urgent matter of the moment is to let her wake up quickly.

"I'll go. You're cruel. I don't know if it hurts!" Originally, Du Cao wanted to find a suitable opportunity, pretending to wake up after the medicine, but didn't expect that the young man directly pinched her? A stabbing pain came. I have to wake up if I don't wake up.

I saw Du grass suddenly sat up, rubbing the pain of the people in a sad look at Ji Lyric ink.

Seeing this, a big stone hanging in the young man's heart fell down completely. Anyway, she was OK.

On the other side, Yang Guangjin, listening to Ji Shumo, who had gone far away, struggled to get up from the ground. He threw the sack on his head to one side. He was embarrassed and his face was full of color. Now he looked a little bloated.

"Damn, who dares to attack me behind my back! People, get out of here! " Yang Guangjin spits angrily on the ground, and then directly calls the two people outside. Looking at their unknown appearance, he is even more angry.

Then I saw the open window. I think they should have run from there.

"What's the matter, sir? What's the matter?" The two servants were confused by Yang Guangjin's angry voice. Before they could slow down, they saw the messy house.

All the sheets were scattered on the ground. It seems that the war was fierce just now, but where is the little girl on the bed?

Suddenly, the servant, who was called the third, took another look at the colorful appearance on Yang Guangjin's face. Suddenly, he was trembling in his heart. This time, something happened!

"Sun Guixiang, that damned girl, actually calculated on me. It's really good for me in front of my money! I'll go to their house tomorrow. Ouch, it's killing me. Hurry to find some medicine for me. What are you doing? "

Yang Guangjin was very angry in his heart. He was calculated by such a woman. Who can swallow this breath? However, I didn't expect that the action of speaking was too big, which directly involved the wound on my face. Suddenly, ouch.

Kicking the servant next to him, he went out and went back to the room, waiting for the servant girl to give him the medicine.

It was meant to be a sleepless night.

In the early morning of the next day, the sun was shining into the room through the paste paper. After last night's rush, Du Cao was lying on the bed, sleeping sweetly. Cherry lips were shining in the sun, fragrant shoulders were half exposed, and the inner garment was slightly loose.Ji Shumo has long been awakened by this dishonest little girl. Looking at the way she hugs her arm tightly, she finds it unspeakable and lovely.

Thin lips micro hook, so quietly looking at the girl, like a fairy general does not dye the delicate face, grow up, must be a beauty disaster.

"Well..." after a while, Liu Mei, the girl who was still sleeping, wrinkled slightly and woke up with a cry. She slowly opened a pair of bright eyes, but unexpectedly saw the magnified pretty face in front of her and stepped back.

"Awake?" The youth picked to pick sword eyebrow, looking at the girl in front of some fragment son, hooked to hook lips Cape, quite interesting of ask a way.

When she came back yesterday, she was very sleepy. She lay on the bed and went to sleep. He took off her clothes for the little girl. Obviously, Du Cao had forgotten all about it.

"Why are you so close to me? You give me a fright Du Cao calmed down, then rubbed his sleepy eyes, and looked at Ji Lyric with some sadness.

The complaint in the tone once again made the boy feel that the little girl had no conscience. Was he so close to her?

"Look again?" Ji Shumo said something funny. After listening to the low voice in Du Cao's ears, he raised his eyes and had some doubts.

Then some of the unidentified look, a moment, delicate face across a trace of red, like a rosy sunset.

Where is she close to others? It is clear that she is holding someone else's arm, and she is squeezing Ji Lyric ink to the bedside, but there is still a large space in it.

"Why, am I close enough to you?" Ji Shumo looked at Du Cao's shy appearance and immediately began to tease her.

The young man's pretty face was close to the girl's delicate face, and there was a burning smell in her ear, while the pupils of duckweed shrank a little, feeling the male hormone coming from her face.

Du Cao was a little at a loss. However, he regained his mind and quickly stepped back two steps to return to his original position.

"Dengtuzi, you hugged me yesterday. I haven't said anything about you yet." Said duckweed, making a random excuse.