Chapter 332

Mu Qingrong frowned, her eyes began to become deep, and she didn't know what to calculate.

Lost a little white face, but an ugly teenager?

What the hell is going on?

"Check it for me, check it right away, and find out everything, especially what the white face looked like before!"

Mu Qingrong suddenly seems to have thought of something, hastily ordered to go down.

What are you doing Huangfu turned white and Mu Qingrong looked worried. His face was very ugly.

Mu Qingrong got close to huangfuchi and was very excited: "Shizi, the third son of the Zhao family is likely to be the only son of the Ji family, Ji Shumo!"

"What did you say?" Huangfu gave Mu Qingrong a look, and then said: "Ji Shumo, you haven't seen him. He is the first one in the aristocratic family. Don't you see Zhao Sanzi?"

"That's why I want to know what the little white face who used to be around duckweed looks like!" Mu Qingrong clenched his fist. The more he thought about it, the more suspicious he felt.

If my guess is true, then this weed is very dangerous. It's more and more interesting.

Third young master Zhao is Ji Shumo, and he has such a close relationship with Du Cao. What if

Huangfuchi's face became more and more gloomy. He didn't want to admit it. If it was true, it was him!

By a 11-year-old stinky girl so use, or a country girl!

What a shame! What a shame!

He took a deep breath, then gritted his teeth and said, "check it out for me! Check carefully

"Shiziye, if it's really him, what are you going to do?" Mu Qingrong smiles, with cunning in her eyes.

Huangfuchi looked at Mu Qingrong like this, instantly understood that he had a bad idea, frowned: "what do you think?"

"Congratulations, son! God is helping you. If it's really him, it's a miracle from heaven Mu Qingrong sneered and his eyes sparkled with excitement.

In the Mu family, Mu Qingrong is very clear that he will not have a future, so he can only find his own way out.

Huangfu late is the best choice.

Huangfuchi clenched his fist and gritted his teeth: "anyone who dares to play with me must die! This cheap girl, I really think she's extremely smart! "

Said, mercilessly overturned in front of the table.

Mu Qingrong looks at the furious Huangfu Chi with calm heart and expressionless face.

Being played by a dead girl in a rural village, anyone would be furious!

However, Mu Qingrong is interested, gently smile, Du Cao, Ji Shumo, Zhao Chumu, interesting, interesting!

It seems that the calm capital is already full of rain and wind!

"Shizi, it's getting late. I'll go back first." Mu Qingrong arched his hand towards Huangfu, turned and walked out.

Huangfuchi's face is gloomy. He is eager to see ducao now. He wants to know what happened to ducao.

But reason told him, no!

This kind of impulse made Huangfu chagrin.

Why does he have such an impulse? It's just a country girl. How can she get involved in her emotions!

Why?

Huangfuchi had never felt like this, had never had such an impulse, gritted his teeth, and his eyes were gloomy.

He didn't like the feeling of being out of control. He didn't like it very much.

"Ducao, if you really dare to play with me, I will make you regret coming to this world!"

"Hache!"

As far away as ningzhou, Du Cao sneezed several times in the morning.

"Ji Shumo, it's all your fault. If you hadn't robbed the quilt last night, I would sneeze here now?" Du Cao gave Ji Lyric Mo a look and a sad face.

Facing the complaint of ducao, Ji responds to the ink and smiles, "a good, good, bad thing. Sleep on the floor tonight, OK?"

"Don't do this. I won't be able to get your life back easily. You can't miss anything. Come on, it's daybreak. You should get up and go out for a walk. It's bad for your health to lie down like this all the time." Du Cao took his coat and gave it to Ji Shumo. Then he opened the door and went out first."Zhao San, is there a curfew?" Ji Shumo is not in a hurry to go out and wears clothes slowly.

Zhao San came down from the shed, then knelt down in front of Ji Shumo and reported in a low voice: "a total of five, martial arts is not low, far away, did not see clearly."

"I see. Keep an eye on it. Don't let anyone near the grass." Ji Shumo waved his hand, only five, not a big deal.

Zhao San nodded his head, and then said, "more than 20 spies have been sent out from the capital. I think it should be to investigate your business here."

Hearing this, Ji Shumo frowned slightly, then nodded: "I know."

With a wave of his hand, Zhao San disappeared like a ghost.

Ji Lyric ink eyes deep, cold hook hook corner of the mouth: "really can't wait."

"Little mo! What are you doing in the house? Don't come out soon

Du Cao waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for Ji to come down. His face became a little ugly, and he urged him impatiently.

Ji Shumo closed his eyes in the cold, should be a, toward the downstairs: "come, I come!"

"Xiaocao, backyard..." Du Zhang looked at Du Cao with some trepidation: "is it..."

"Yes, he came back, just because he accidentally hurt his leg in it, so he has to rest for a period of time, grandma. Later, he will stay here and be your company."

The duckweed did not evade and said it directly.

How did Du Zhang not expect that Du Cao would get Du Daqiang out so quickly? He flushed his eyes excitedly, touched Du Cao's head and nodded repeatedly: "OK, OK, it's really grandma's good granddaughter. I knew that you wouldn't really have the heart to leave him alone."

Zhao San, hiding on the roof of the house, looks at Du Zhang's grateful look. He is speechless in his heart. He really wants to tell her what happened to Du Daqiang's legs. He is also curious. If Du Zhang knows, will he praise the child for being obedient, clever and sensible?

"Grandma, he's not very convenient now, but it's not a big problem. I'm afraid it's very difficult to stand up in the future, so I've arranged a nurse for him." Du Cao took Du Zhang's arm and laughed sweetly.

It's just like the person who broke one's leg with no expression is not her at all.

"What?" Du Zhang was a little anxious: "how could this happen? What's going on? "

"Grandma, don't worry. It's not a big deal anyway." Du grass light said a sentence.

Du Zhang looked at Du Cao's indifference, but he still sighed and said in a low voice, "by the way, what is a nurse?"

"The one who can serve him." Du grass light should be a, voice just fell, came in a 14-year-old boy, looks pretty, shy character.