After the door closed, the heart of duckweed was still beating.

Hands tightly in the heart of the position: "jump jump jump, you are not finished, right? Why is it so hopeless? "

Ji Shumo stood at the door, a little at a loss. He didn't know what Du Cao meant.

After the end, I lost my mind. The thirteen year old boy was serious and really... It was really a red face.

With joy, duckweed lay in bed, sweet sleep in the past.

Ji Shumo went back to his room with a lot of doubts. He took out the jade card he had with him, put it in his palm and rubbed it gently: "Dad, mom, I found the person who wants to accompany me for life, but I don't know if she is willing. If she is willing, what should I do? There are more than 300 lives in my family. I can't take it as if it didn't happen. I... "

Think of here, Ji Lyric ink's eyes become red, tightly holding the hand of the jade, let the sharp edges hurt his skin.

Blood feud, never die, never forget!

For a long time, Ji Shumo finally let go of his hand. Looking at the jade card in his hand, he laughs: "if she doesn't want to, it's a good thing. After all, her world is clean."

For several days in a row, Du Cao had a good sleep. When she got up in the morning, she felt in a good mood.

Clean up their own baby, a good mood toward the outside, while walking, but also whistling.

When I saw Ji Shumo standing in front of the carriage, the whistle of Du Cao stopped suddenly.

"Why are you here?"

Ji Lyric ink has washed away the amorous feelings of his face, but also a clean and indifferent appearance.

Holding arms, eyelids are lazy to lift a look: "brother cypress is not to let you buy me clothes, I do not go, do you know the size?"

This is really a reasonable reason.

Reasonable to have no way to refuse.

Du Cao white Ji Lyric ink one eye: "that still Leng do what?"? Get in the car. It's a tight day. "

I don't know where these two people have a tacit understanding. They don't talk about what happened last night, just like what happened last night was a mutual illusion.

Along the way, Du Cao looked at Ji Shumo several times. He was very uncomfortable. What's the matter with this smelly boy? Why is the attitude now totally different from that of last night? So, is the attitude now true or the attitude last night true? It's young and unreliable.

Du Cao shook his head and felt a little lost. He secretly congratulated himself that he didn't do anything stupid last night.

I'm also glad that I didn't pay attention to what happened last night.

But I don't know why, even some sour sense of loss.

What do you think of yourself as?

Ji Shumo sat all night last night and didn't sleep all night, so he began to close his eyes and take a nap after getting on the bus today. He didn't notice Du Cao's careful thinking at all.

When the car stopped at the edge of the market, the old horse called out: "here we are."

Du Cao poked Ji xumo's face: "little mo, here we are."

Ji Shumo opened his eyes, there is a trace of confusion in his eyes, lovely like a deer in general.

It has to be said that good-looking is arrogant, Du Cao looked at Ji Lyric ink like this, instantly no temper, even want to come forward to rub his face.

"Cough, here you are. I don't know whether you are here to buy clothes or to sleep." Du Cao coughed, pressed down the evil thoughts in his heart, grabbed Ji's arm and got out of the car.

Just like last time, Ji xumo was behind Du Cao. Du Cao was shopping and he took things. Along the way, he was harmonious.

Walking to a clothing shop, Du Cao chuckled: "pick one you like and let's buy it back, OK?"

Ji looked around, then shook his head: "nothing new."

"Ji Shumo, this is ningzhou. Do you think it's the capital?" Du grass rolled a white eye, this child, how so fastidious?

The capital.

The two words that Du Cao said unintentionally hurt Ji Shumo's heart.

Yes, it's not the capital, and he's not the dandy with all kinds of favours.

Du Cao was just saying it casually, but he didn't expect that Ji Lyric Mo was very serious. His eyes were full of sadness and strong emotion.What's going on here? What's going on here?

"Xiaomo? What's the matter with you? " Du Cao pulled the sleeve of Ji Lyric ink and asked softly.

Ji Shumo shook his head, light said: "nothing, let's go."

"You're not buying clothes?" Du Cao felt puzzled. What's the matter with the child? What happened?

I am so moody at a young age that I will never find a daughter-in-law.

Du grass silently Tucao in the heart, then followed the footsteps of the season to express his words, hesitated for a moment, then he said, "cough, make complaints about that. I love to go to Yichun court. I know you don't like it, but is it not forced now? If you really don't like it, I'll go myself, OK? "

"No way." Ji Shumo answered coldly.

"Ji Lyric ink?" Du Cao is speechless. How can this child be so stubborn?

Ji Shumo is adamant: "I'll go with you."

Together? Du Cao frowned: "don't you like it there?"

"I said I would never leave you alone again." Ji Lyric ink light said a, and then took the hand of Du grass, together toward the spring courtyard.

Du grass chuckled, some shy: "smelly boy."

Two people to Yichun hospital, Du grass familiar from the back door touch into: "I look for red sister."

"It's Miss Du. Sister Hong has been waiting for you for a long time." Facing Du Cao at the door is a 12-3-year-old girl. When she sees Du Cao, her smile is curved. When she sees Ji Lyric ink behind Du Cao, she blushes for no reason.

Du grass looked at the reaction of the little girl, looked askew at Ji Lyric ink, turned a white eye: "really, evil, evil."

Ji Shu's ink face is expressionless, just like a robot. Despite being thousands of miles away, Rao's appearance is superior. This smelly face is also inaccessible.

With the little girl all the way to the red sister's room, Du grass grinning close to the past: "to the red sister please."

"You're sweet. What are you going to do?" Red elder sister White Du grass one eye, Jiao angry way.

Du Cao put his treasure chest on the table and took out the bottles and jars one by one: "red sister, would you like to try first?"

"Oh? So confident? " Red sister looked at the bottles and cans she had never seen before, covered her mouth and laughed, eager to try.

How can ducao not see red sister's mind?

He pressed the person in front of the dresser in a hurry, then took the make-up brush which was not easy to make, and began to apply it on her face.

Red sister is an old hand who has been lingering in fengyuechang for decades. As soon as Du Cao makes a move, she knows that this girl is unusual.

"These things are rare. It's very comfortable to use on your face."

Red elder sister heartfelt emotion a.