Chapter 190

She's being chased.

Du Cao was still scared. Now she thought of that smelly boy's eyes and felt creepy. She just said a few words of truth. Do you want to be so serious?

Think of here, Du Cao's mood is not very good.

How can we say that she is also an old aunt who has lived for decades. Why should she be frightened by a 13-year-old?

It's not dignified.

No, I can't be so hopeless in the future!

"Grass, grass?" Du Zhang looked at Du Cao's eyes, turning around, a little strange, poked Du Cao's face.

Du Cao recovered, took Du Zhang's hand and said in a low voice, "grandma, I have something to do. It will take me about ten days to come back. Don't worry about it."

"Grass, where are you going?" Du Zhang looked at Du Cao with some worry: "Xiaocao, are you going alone?"

Of course, Du Cao didn't dare to tell Du Zhang that he was going to Hualou, so he gently laughed: "it's a guest in the shop. Let me come to her house and make up for her for a few days. Grandma can rest assured. It's very safe."

Du Zhang knows that Du Cao is not the child she used to be. Although she is only ten years old, Du Zhang knows that she has her own sense of propriety in doing things.

"Well, grandma's grass has grown up. Grandma knows you know what you know, so she won't ask you any more questions." Du Zhang touched Du Cao's cheek lovingly and laughed gently.

"Granny, you are so kind to me." Du Cao's heart was warm and he was in Du Zhang's arms: "grandma, I want you to accompany me all your life, OK?"

"Good." Du Zhang chuckled and rubbed Du Cao's head.

Only in front of Du Zhang can Du Cao really act like a ten-year-old child.

Because ducao knows that grandma is the one who loves her most in the world.

"Grandma, it's too late. I won't tell you any more. I'll go out at once." Du Cao gently laughed, then came out of Du Zhang's arms, turned and went out.

"Be careful, grass." Du Zhang's some don't feel at ease, in the back again told a.

Du Cao nodded hard and promised sweetly: "I know!"

Back to their own room, carrying their own small baggage, holding the hand of red sister, on the outside.

Red elder sister follows behind Du Cao, not smiling: "quarrel with your little husband?"

"Sister Hong, do you have the habit of eavesdropping?" Du Cao Leng for a while, tilted his head and looked at red sister.

Red sister Wu mouth smile: "you noisy so loud, my ear is not deaf."

It's over. It's lost.

Du Cao was a little agitated, frowned, and then whispered, "there's no quarrel. That smelly boy is always making trouble for nothing, but naturally I won't care with a little kid."

Red elder sister holds arm, looked up and down Du Cao, then couldn't help laughing: "you are also a little kid."

"Red sister!"

Du Cao has some helplessness. Although she is in her thirties, in everyone's eyes, she is just a ten-year-old girl.

"But you have a good eye. Your little husband is very pretty." Red sister think of Ji Lyric ink that face, heartfelt emotion.

Du Cao knows that anyone with eyes can see Ji's eyebrows.

"Yes, with a face of bringing disaster to the country and the people, he is extremely arrogant." Du grass holding his cheek, some lost answer.

Now think about it. Is what she said a little too much?

Red elder sister looked at Du Cao's lost little appearance, instantly understood everything, coughed, and then seemingly said carelessly: "women, sometimes, too strong, can hurt people around."

When Du Cao heard this, he was even more agitated. He simply closed his eyes and came to see nothing. His heart was pure.

Ji Shumo stood at the door, standing with his negative hand, watching Du Cao's carriage go farther and farther. His hand hidden behind him slowly clenched into a fist.

In fact, just now, for a moment, Ji Shumo really wanted to get on the bus with him, but suddenly he remembered Du Cao's words: "who are you?" The feet that have been taken out are taken back again.

Yeah, who is he?

Cypress standing behind Ji, looking at Ji's lonely figure, frowned: "little mo, what's the matter with you?""Nothing." Ji Shumo takes back his eyes and walks towards his room without expression.

Seeing this, the cypress rushed forward and held Ji Shumo: "what's the matter, little Mo? Have you quarreled with Xiaocao again? "

"No Ji Lyric ink light said a, full face is cold.

He has a stiff tongue.

Cypress how can not know, can let Ji Lyric ink have such a strong reaction, in addition to Du grass no one else.

Some of them sighed and then said in a low voice: "Xiaomo, Xiaocao is such a character. Most of the time, you don't have to worry about her."

"I don't care." I'm not qualified to care.

Ji Shumo's face is full of loss, and his eyes are full of sadness.

"Little mo, I have something to say to you." The cypress hesitated again and again, but couldn't hold back.

Ji Shumo frowned and looked at the cypress askew: "if you have something to say, just say it."

"Xiaomo, I know that you are carrying a deep blood feud, and life is particularly difficult, but you can rest assured that this deep blood feud is not your own. I will always follow you and help you do what you want to do, anything."

When cypress saw Ji Shumo's keepsake, this belief was firmly in his heart.

Hearing this, Ji Shumo's eyes eased down, but he looked at the cypress with some puzzlement: "why?"

"You don't need to know why, just know that I will always follow you and be loyal to you." Cypress looked at Ji's eyes firmly and patted him on the shoulder.

"Xiaomo, I'll take care of everything. At the moment, you just need to live well. You live, that's the best hope, you know?" Cypress on Ji Lyric ink shoulder hand, slightly tightening force.

Ji Shumo felt the pain, but he knew more about cypress's persistence and nodded: "don't worry, I will live well, I must live well, I will let those people get their own retribution!"

"Little ink..." cypress sighed and touched Ji's head: "I will help you."

Ji Shumo took a look at the direction where Du Cao left. He was worried. He frowned and hesitated. He asked in a low voice, "Du Cao, do you love money?"

"Who doesn't love money?" Cypress thinks Ji's question is a little strange.

Ji Shumo frowned. Of course, he knew that the world loved money. But why did he think that Du Cao had more obsession with money?

"Brother cypress, all the industries left by my family are still there. If you are short of money, you can talk to me directly." Ji Lyric ink think about it, according to the heart of Du grass that girl, can let her so persistent fear is only in front of this person, right?