Ji Shumo looks at the girl's back, and her lips are slightly crooked. It's good that she can be happy every day. Then she steps forward with her long legs.

"It's good to be back. The cypress boy has cooked his meal. Let's go into the room." Du Zhang looked at the grass in his arms, and could not help rubbing the soft black hair of the grass. After that, he would be 11 years old, right?

In the twinkling of an eye, she was also a big girl. When she was a baby, she was still crying in her arms. Looking back at Ji Shumo, who was acting as a protector behind Du Cao, there was a trace of light in Du Zhang's eyes.

I can only see that the temperament of this young man is rich or expensive. He must not be a child of ordinary people, but it's rare that he can really treat Du Cao well.

With that, Du Cao took Du Zhang into the room. She smelled a barbecue from a long distance. She helped Du Zhang into the room. After crossing the threshold, she turned back and spat out her tongue at the boy who slowly followed behind.

A face of mischievous appearance, let Ji Shumo can't help laughing.

As soon as he came back, he was the same as sahuan'er, but it was better to live a carefree life than he was. He was still carrying a blood feud. Thinking about this, Ji Shumo's eyes were deep, and he sipped his thin lips, and his eyes burst out a touch of cold.

"Xiaocao is back. Wash your hands and eat. By the way, why didn't Xiaomo come in?" Cypress will have fried vegetables and roasted meat one by one on the table, looking at Du grass has helped Du Zhang came in, said with a smile.

There was a smile on her gentle and beautiful face and the warmth of her home. Ducao was naturally happy to see it. But when she heard the second half of the sentence from cypress, her delicate face suddenly collapsed. Was brother cypress afraid that she would lose Ji Lyric?

"I'm here." As soon as Ji Shumo entered the door, he heard cypress asking himself. Subconsciously, he looked at the grass that was still smiling. Unexpectedly, there was a trace of sadness on her small face.

Some funny people put down their things, and then sat at the square wooden table. Du Cao looked at the young man walking in, and looked at him angrily. He knew that they would be jealous when they lived together in brother cypress's house. Hum!

Looking at the cypress sitting in front of the round table, Du Cao just wanted to sit on his right side. When he got closer to him, he found that his position had been robbed by the young man. It was not right for Du Cao to stand in the same place.

On the other side of the seat, Du Zhang just sat down, she is not easy to let Grandma up, but if you sit here, it is not sitting next to the cold faced boy? She doesn't want to be under cold pressure even after a meal.

"What are you doing? Sit down and have a meal. It'll be cold for a while. " Just as he took the chopsticks from the cypress tree with a smile, Du Zhang saw Du Cao standing in the same place, a little stunned, and a little warm and angry on her white face,

"Yes, grandma." Listen to Du Zhang's words full of concern, Du Cao is not easy to refuse, looked at the young man picking eyebrows at her, and then directly sat next to him.

Good boy, I have the ability to tease my mother like this. I want to rob brother cypress with him before my hair grows? There's no way!

And she had to close the windows.

Looking at the girl's face reluctantly sitting next to Ji Shumo, the corners of her lips slightly checked, she knew that she wanted to sit next to the cypress, but how could he let the girl do it?

Seeing cypress is like seeing something. Even if cypress and silver make a choice, ducao will choose cypress without hesitation.

"Granny, eat more, replenish your body, and master... So is Xiaomo." Cypress picked up the sharp dagger on his body, tore off the roast meat on the big plate in front of him, and handed it to Du Zhang in the tenderest place. At the same time, he tore off some lean meat and gave it to Ji Shumo, and then sat down in his bowl.

When Du Cao heard the word blurted out by the cypress, he had a doubt in his heart. What's the master? Is he the master? Oh, No. have they both developed to this point? Think of here of Du grass heart is more surprised, at the same time also some want to cry without tears, always feel very good a cabbage was pig to arch

When on earth did they both have such a bad taste.

No, she can't give these two men such a chance. They were far away from each other before, but now they are under the same roof. She is no worse than this paralyzed teenager.

She will be coquettish, funny and humorous, Ji Shumo can't do anything, hum!

"Brother cypress, why do you ignore me when you are sitting at the same table?" See Du grass a pair of suffused with water run smart eyes, staring at Cypress, some wronged said.

The poor words made the cypress stunned, and then he tore off a large piece of meat. When he was about to put it in the straw bowl, he was stopped halfway? Du grass along the chopsticks looked at the past, only to see Ji Lyric ink cold a face directly to her stopped."Well, what do you mean?" Du Cao watched Ji Shumo put the meat that brother cypress put in his own bowl and bit it. How can she eat it!

Smell speech, Ji expresses Mo to pick eyebrow, looking at the girl who has already exploded hair, see her delicate three-dimensional small face across a trace of anger, moist eyes so tightly staring at him, as if the next moment will rush to him in general.

"The cypress is so far away from you, what do you want him to do? I'm close to you. I'll clip you. " Ji xumo took a bite of the meat from the cypress tree, and knew that the girl would not touch it again. Then he picked out the thinnest meat on the boar's leg, tore it off and put it in the bowl of ducao.

"You..." Du Cao listened to the young man's words, but he didn't know what to say. What he said was reasonable. His angry little face turned red, and he looked down at the meat from Ji Lyric ink.

It's really the lean part. It looks delicious. After all, it's Roasted by cypress brother. Forget it, I'll take the second place. Then I picked up the wooden chopsticks on one side, picked up the meat, and chewed it hard in my mouth, as if it were a teenager next to me.

Sitting with a mouthful of rice porridge in front of his granddaughter, Du Zhang couldn't help but smile. His eyes are full of love. It's rare for him to let Du Cao eat.

And Ji Shumo, Du Zhang's eyes are on this handsome young man with sharp edges. There is a trace of light in his eyes. It seems that this is another generation of young people's emotional complex. His granddaughter likes cypress, and this young man obviously has feelings for his granddaughter.

It's hard to say who will be the last to see the flowers fall. Then she will continue to eat with her head down. As long as Du Cao lives well, she can do anything.