Chapter 179

"Good."

Ji didn't refuse. He carried the man on his back again and walked towards the inn.

"Give us two rooms, boss." The duckweed struggled down again, holding the counter, and barely stood firm.

"One room." Ji Shumo stands behind Du Cao, with a black face.

One?

Du grass slightly frowned, watching Ji Lyric Mo on guard: "what are you going to do?"

"I said, I won't leave you alone again." Ji Shumo looks at Du Cao, his face is serious.

This child, today should not be taking the wrong medicine, right?

I'm used to Ji's arrogance and obstinacy. Now when I look at Ji's seriousness and gentleness, Du Cao feels uncomfortable.

The shopkeeper looked at the two people arguing like this and frowned slightly: "you two, are they one or two?"

"Two rooms!"

"A room!"

They spoke together, but the content

The corner of Du Cao's mouth is hard a draw, helplessly looking at Ji Lyric ink, then can compromise: "good, one."

The shopkeeper thought that there was something fishy about these two people, but seeing that they were not old enough, he could only put away all those messy ideas and took them to the upstairs room.

Du Cao really has no face to let Ji Lyric Mo carry himself back and forth. He forced himself up the stairs and sat down on the chair.

"Little two, give us a pot of wine, the strongest one." Ji Shumo took out a few coppers and put them into the hands of the shop boy.

"In the middle of the night, what do you drink for?" Du Cao didn't forget what he had done after drinking last time, so this time, he didn't want to try again.

"Your feet are swollen. Wine can promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis." Ji Shumo stepped forward and reached for the shoes of Du Cao.

"What are you doing?" Du Cao quickly takes back his feet and looks at Ji Lyric Mo warily. The child is used to it now, isn't he?

Ji Shu Mo White Du grass one eye, gloomy face, pulled Du grass's foot, take off shoes, exposed inside a purple ankle: "how so serious?"

"Cough, accident."

Although the two generations add up, she is already an old aunt in her thirties, but it's the first time for ducao to experience such ambiguous actions.

Some embarrassed low head, did not dare to see Ji Lyric ink face, more afraid of Ji Lyric ink to see his red and hot face.

"My guest, here comes the wine."

The bartender put the wine on the table and then turned to go out.

Ji Shumo opened the wine table and poured out a little Baijiu in his palm, rubbing it hot and began to massage the grass.

"Xiao Mo, I can do it myself." The duckweed only felt the burning pain in the ankle, and the burning pain in the face.

"Don't move."

Ji's tone is fierce, but his action is unprecedented gentle, as if he is holding some rare treasure.

Du grass no longer move, raise eyes, quietly looking at Ji Lyric ink focusing on his feet.

Under the light, the young man looks a little funny, but his eyes are as bright as stars, full of tenderness and seriousness, which makes his heart beat faster.

Gradually, duckweed had an illusion, as if he were his beloved.

No, duckweed, you must be crazy. As soon as the idea came out, duckweed immediately rejected it.

Ji Shumo is arrogant and black. He is cold and fierce to her. How can she be his beloved?

It must be that the scene is too ambiguous, so she lost her head.

Tut Tut, it's true that beauty is wrong. This Ji Lyric ink is really a disaster.

Ji Shumo rubbed for a while, then let go of Du Cao's feet and said softly, "OK."

Du Cao quickly pulled back his feet, did not dare to see Ji Lyric ink, directly fell on the bed, pulled up the quilt.

Ji didn't mean to sleep. He sat by Du Cao's bed and asked, "what's going on today?"

"I don't want to say that, OK?" Today, duckweed is also scared. At this moment, she just wants to sleep well and conserve her energy. After all, when she comes back to the village tomorrow, she still has a tough battle to fight.

Ji Lyric Mo looks at Du grass this appearance, slightly frown: "Du grass?""I'm going to sleep." Du Cao didn't want to say any more, so he pulled up the quilt and hid his head together.

"You Ji Lyric Mo is short of breath, but looking at the tussah like silkworm chrysalis, he suddenly softens his heart, sighs and turns to sit on the chair next to him.

Du Cao heard the sound, quietly revealed a head, looking at Ji Lyric Mo: "why don't you come up to sleep?"

"I'll sleep here." Ji Lyric ink light back a, closed his eyes.

well! Bad boy!

Du Cao scolded in the heart, and closed his eyes impatiently.

Although the mouth said sleepy, but in fact, Du grass simply can't sleep.

Du Cao knew that today's affair was planned by Du Daqiang's jackal couple. He was lucky to escape this time, but what about next time?

For a long time, duckweed thought that as long as the two families could not interfere with each other, they could live in peace. Now it seems that they are too naive.

In that case, don't blame me.

Du Cao clenched his fist and decided to give sun Guixiang a fatal blow.

It's just that sun Guixiang's life is far away from the capital. At present, it's not easy to start.

However, even if you can't kill him, you have to break his arm!

Although Ji Shumo closed his eyes, he didn't fall asleep.

His heart, up to now, has not calmed down. Ji Lyric ink can never forget the panic in Du Cao's eyes. At the thought of that look in his eyes, Ji Lyric ink's heart is full of remorse.

It's his fault that he didn't protect his little girl when she let her go alone.

Think of here, Ji Shu Mo subconsciously clenched his fist, face extremely ugly.

Suddenly opened his eyes, eyes are flame, quietly went to the side of the grass, holding the hand of the grass, whispered: "grass, this is the last time, from now on, I will protect you, never let you get any harm."

Although duckweed closed her eyes, she didn't fall asleep.

Hearing this, ducao felt as if he had been struck by thunder.

What's the situation? This child, this... Won't really take a fancy to himself?

Duckweed dare not open his eyes, can only pretend to sleep.

Just, Ji Lyric Mo not only pulled the hand of Du Cao, but also touched the cheek of Du Cao gently.

Son of a bitch, you've gone too far!

Du Cao roars in his heart, but it's not good to open his eyes at this time. He can only pretend to turn over, don't cross his face and take back his hand.

Ji Lyric ink gently hook the corner of the mouth, and then sitting on the bed of Du grass, vaguely sleep in the past.

Throughout the night, cypress stayed by Du Zhang's side for a whole night, waiting for Ji Shumo and Du Cao for a whole night, but they didn't wait for people to come back. Naturally, they were very anxious.

"Grandma, please stay at home by yourself. I'll go to see doctor Fei for you." The cypress gently tucked in Du Zhang's quilt.