Chapter 185

Cypress looked at the two mischief, only feel funny, shook his head, clear the table, turned back to his room.

"No way." Ji expresses Mo's righteous words and refuses to accept them.

"Oh, little mo, please. Do you know that I owe a lot of money to Yichun hospital now? If I don't pay back, I'll be finished. I'll be caught and cough with those old men every day. Do you really have the heart to see me ravaged by them?" The more Du Cao said, the more pitiful he was. Holding Ji's hand, he didn't let go.

"How much do you owe?" Ji Lyric Mo frowned, he knew, Yi spring courtyard how can see in a flower Niang's face, so easily put people?

Du Cao pitifully stretched out three fingers: "three hundred Liang, little mo, you can't see death without help!"

"Brother." Ji Shumo frowned, and suddenly such a sentence came out.

what? Du Cao thought that he had heard wrong and looked at Ji Shumo puzzled: "what did you say?"

"Call brother, I'll help you." Ji Shumo repeated it patiently.

Shit! Son of a bitch! Du Cao let go of Ji Lyric Mo's arm and stood up: "smelly boy, are you taking advantage of others' danger?"

Ji Shumo looks at Du Cao's irritated appearance and gives him a light look. Then he stands up and walks towards his room.

Just, Ji Lyric ink's step, put very slow, meaning is very obvious, call not call, oneself see to do.

Du Cao stands in the same place, her face is tangled. At least she is an old aunt who has lived for decades. If she wants to call a 13-year-old smelly boy brother, she really can't open her mouth, OK?

However, if you don't call it, how can you tell if the new makeup you're studying is good-looking?

What should I do? Call or not?

Du grass is also very tangled, see Ji Lyric ink is about to open their own door, Du grass also ignore other, heart a horizontal, closed eyes, low can't hear a cry: "brother."

Huh? Ji Shumo stopped, gently raised the corner of his mouth, turned around and came step by step, gradually approaching Du Cao: "what did you say?"

"Ji Shumo, don't go too far!" The duckweed blushed with shame!

She is an old aunt in her thirties. Is it easy for her to survive? The more I think about it, the more I feel aggrieved. Grandma, it's really hard to defeat the hero with one cent.

"I'll go back and rest first." Ji Lyric Mo is not angry, no hesitation, turned to go.

"No," he said Du Cao grabs Ji Lyric Mo's arm. It's hard to coax him back, but he can't go any more.

"Well?" Ji Shu Mo picked his eyebrows and looked at Du Cao with a smile.

Shit, is that a man's bad taste?

Du Cao was upset, but he had the cheek to think that he was just a ten-year-old girl, even if he was called a 13-year-old kid brother.

Eyes closed, a horizontal heart, a loud cry: "brother!"

"Well, good." Ji Shu Mo nodded with satisfaction and patted Du Cao's head with a smile.

damn you! Du Cao politely greets Ji's family in his heart, but he smiles brightly: "well, can you come back to my room with me now?"

Ji Shu Mo also laughed for a while, and then a face of shame: "let the girl handle."

Looking at Ji Shumo's face, Du Cao has the illusion that she is abducting a good woman?

"Ji Shumo, you've had enough." Du Cao gives Ji Lyric ink a look and then pulls Ji Lyric ink into his room.

Lit a room of candles, light the room bright.

Taking out the bottles of his new research, Du Cao put makeup on Ji Lyric ink and said with a smile: "do you know? In fact, I've made up a lot of people, but your skin is the best. As a girl, I envy you. "

Ji Shumo heard this, only feel strange, slightly frown: "you have been in the village, when to make up?"

This smelly boy is very alert.

Du Cao's hand paused for a while, then heartless smile: "in a dream."

"Ridiculous." Ji Lyric ink surface does not change the color of the cast out of these two words.

For these two words, ducao agreed.

Inexplicably dead, inexplicably alive, but also with modern memory, this kind of thing to say, who does not feel absurd?

Last time I made up purple clothes, but today I try rose make-up.In any case, this Yichun courtyard is also a place of wind and moon. Naturally, women should be more feminine.

After making up, Du Cao took the rouge to outline Ji's eyes. Soon, a vivid rose bloomed in Ji's eyes.

be accomplished!

Du Cao looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction and said with heartfelt emotion: "Ji Shumo, you are really a monster."

"What is evil?" Ji doesn't have a mirror and doesn't know what he looks like now, but looking at the expression of Du Cao, he guesses that it's not bad.

"Evil is a good-looking person." Duckweed gently laughed, then took the mirror: "you see, is not a smile, smile again? I'm not kidding you, little mo. if you're a girl, I'll fight my life to marry you. "

"I'm not a girl, but I'll fight my life to marry you." Ji xumo suddenly grabbed the mirror in Du Cao's hand and approached Du Cao's face.

"What?" Du Cao only felt that his heart had missed a few beats. How could this child be so provocative?

Ji Shumo raised Du Cao's chin and looked straight into her eyes: "Du Cao, can't you really see it? I want you. I want you

Cough, this love words, level 10, Du Cao's face, brush all of a sudden red, as if in this moment, was in front of this smelly boy took the breath.

"You, don't rely on me to enter like this, OK?" Du Cao pushed Ji Lyric ink, and he also took two steps back.

Looking at the upside down face of all living beings in front of her, Du Cao felt that her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

"Xiaocao, I'm serious. I want to spend the rest of our time with you." Ji didn't come forward again, but he still looked at Du Cao's eyes seriously.

It's over. It's heart beating! Du grass clearly felt his disordered heartbeat at this time, because of this suckling smelly boy in front of him.

"You, don't talk nonsense. You are only 13 years old. You know what love is and what life is, little boy." Du Cao is flustered to deny his mind, and will not choose what to say.

"I know, I know, I'm sure." Ji Shumo strode forward and grasped Du Caohu's hand in front of his chest: "you look at my eyes and answer me, do you want to?"

What would you like? What do you want?

Du Cao didn't dare to look at Ji's Obsidian eyes. He pushed Ji hard and pushed him out of his door: "smelly boy, I don't have enough hair. I'm going to die just like others