Chapter 243

Warm enough to think of lust.

After Du Cao had fed his stomach, his mind began to be active: "Xiao Mo, who is the big man who came here tonight?"

"I don't know." Ji Lyric ink carefully to Du grass wipe mouth, light back a sentence.

Du Cao grabs Ji's hand: "well, let's go to the front secretly to have a look, OK?"

"No more?" Ji Shumo frowned and worried: "there must be a lot of guards today. If they are found, it's not very dangerous."

"I'm a girl, isn't it normal here? No one will care about me. " Du Cao patted Ji Shumo on the shoulder.

Although tired for a day, but nap for a while, and eat a bowl of noodles, Du Cao only feel that he has been full of blood resurrection.

Said, Du Cao pulled Ji Lyric ink, quietly slipped out.

She is really curious. Who is the man with such a big appetite?

I have to say that today's Yichun courtyard is really unprecedented quiet and lively.

It's quiet because there are few guests. It's lively because all the girls who can hold hands come out. It's a little weird.

In the hall, the girls are enchanting, singing and dancing.

Ducao quietly hiding behind the column, looking at the grandstand on the second floor, very want to know, where in the end is who.

It's a little far away?

The duckweed looked around for a moment, then moved over little by little.

"Grass, don't make trouble." Ji Shumo frowned slightly and pulled the sleeve of Du Cao.

Du Cao nodded, turned around and made a no sound movement: "I know, I know."

Finally close to the nearest pillar, Du Cao stopped and hid himself carefully.

"Ningzhou is really a good place for outstanding people. Ha ha, the girls in ningzhou are so different!"

"No, it's really different. Such a beauty is rare even in the capital."

The sound!

The duckweed seemed to be struck by thunder. The whole body was shaking because of anger and humiliation. His fists were clenched and his eyes burst out with fierce hatred.

This voice, this person, even if it turns into ash, duckweed will not forget, and will not admit his mistake.

Huangfu late!

Good! Good!

I didn't expect that I met in this way in my life.

At the thought of those girls with their elaborate makeup to please the man, Du Cao felt extremely disgusted.

"Grass? Grass

Ji Lyric ink feel Du grass mood is not right, gently poke Du grass's arm.

God knows, how much strength did Du Cao use now to control himself from rushing in and fight to the death with that man!

Take a deep breath, and then turn around, step by step away, toward the ink grass Xuan.

Ji did not see the face of the man inside. But looking at Du Cao's reaction, Ji xumo knows that Du Cao knows this person.

But didn't duckweed grow up in the village? How do you know people in Beijing?

Ji has no time to think about it. Du Cao's mood is not right now. Ji is afraid that something will happen to her and follows her.

"Xiaocao, wait for me. What's the matter with you?" Ji Shumo pulls Du Cao's arm, but unexpectedly finds that Du Cao is already in tears.

"Grass?" Ji's voice is very light, with a trace of trembling, carefully looking at the tearful Du Cao.

All the memories of the previous life, like tides, engulfed all the reason of duckweed and stimulated all the tears of duckweed.

"No, I'm here." Ji Shumo didn't want to ask anything, and rubbed people into his arms tightly.

Du Cao clenched his fist, clenched his teeth, and tried hard to let his tears go back, but he didn't know why. He just couldn't control it. The tears seemed to rush out like crazy.

At night, two people hugged each other tightly, Du Cao trembled all over, Ji Lyric ink was gentle.

Some words, some things, Du Cao do not want to say, Ji Lyric Mo will not ask.

It doesn't matter what, their little girl in their side, is the most important.

Du grass's head, as if to split, all kinds of past life, at this moment become particularly clear.How do you really pay by mistake, how do you humble yourself and how do you get killed by the man you love most in the street!

Every scene became very clear. Finally, Du Cao couldn't bear it and fainted.

"Grass

Ji Shumo roared, quickly picked up the man and ran to the Tianren hospital.

"Seven grandfather, you quickly show grass." Ji's voice is trembling and his face is full of anxiety. Ji has always been steady, so out of control or *.

Seven grandfather dare not vague, hurried forward to pulse, slightly frown: "this child, how much stimulation?"

"Seven grandfather, is Xiaocao OK?" Ji Lyric ink is sweating, straight looking at seven grandfather.

Seven grandfather shook his head: "there is no danger, just by too much stimulation, so as long as a good sleep, wake up."

Said, seven grandfather also ordered a tranquilizing incense.

A lot of excitement? Is it just because you heard that person's voice? Who is that man? Why does it give such a big stimulation to the weed?

Ji Shumo's mind is full of questions, sitting beside the bed, holding Du Cao's hand, silently looking at her face, full of questions.

"No! Please, no! "

"Huangfu, I don't want it!"

"Ah! Don't touch me

Although duckweed was in a coma, the nightmarish memories of her previous life didn't let her go. Instead, she scrambled into her head and devoured her hard won warmth and happiness.

"Grass? Grass? I'm not afraid. I'm here. I'm Xiaomo. " Ji Shumo looks at Du Cao's sweating and frightened face. He is very distressed.

"Seventh grandfather, what's going on?" Ji Shumo tilts his head and speaks with a trill.

Seven grandfather also didn't expect, Du Cao's reaction will be so strong, slightly frown: "I'll give her the needle to calm the nerves."

"Good." Ji Shumo hurried to get out of the way and stared at the weeds on the bed, as if the weeds would disappear in the blink of an eye.

Seven grandfather medical skills, a set of gold needle acupuncture, finally is to let Du grass quiet down, sleep deep.

"Don't worry, young master. It will be OK." Seven grandfather wiped the sweat on the forehead, turned to comfort Ji Lyric ink.

Ji Shu Mo nodded: "thank you seven grandfather, I want to accompany her here."

"She won't wake up tonight." Seven grandfather frown, this big midnight of * of, can not be very good?

Ji Shumo nodded: "I know, but I want to accompany her. I'm afraid that when she opens her eyes, she won't see me and will be afraid."

With that, Ji Shumo sat beside Du Cao again and gently took Du Cao's hand. His eyes were full of tenderness and obstinacy.

It's not very good, right?

Seven grandfather stood in place, some hesitation, finally weigh again and again, quietly sat on the other side of the chair.

For the sake of their reputation, he'd better stay here.