Ji Lyric ink just don't believe it, gently hugged Du Cao, said with a smile: "don't worry, I don't want you."

That's about the same.

"You don't sleep at home in the middle of the night. What are you hanging around at the door of your dreams?" Du grass frowned and looked at Ji Lyric ink.

Ji Shumo took Du Cao and found a clean place to sit down. He said in a low voice, "Xiao Cao, there's something I want to ask you."

Sure enough, Zhao San, who is not reliable, did not hesitate to sell her.

He lowered his head and didn't look at Ji's eyes. He said in a stuffy way, "is it OK if you don't ask?"

"I want to ask." Ji Shumo looked at Du Cao and frowned. He was very serious, but also very tangled.

Du Cao sighed: "well, you ask."

"You know that Ziyi and muqingrong are not clean. How can you still trust and support Ziyi?" Ji Shumo holds Du Cao's shoulder and looks at Du Cao's eyes.

Du Cao was a little surprised: "this is what you want to ask me?"

"Well, what do you think it is?" Ji Shumo smiles and looks at Du Cao tenderly.

Duckweed doesn't like to hide and tuck. If there is anything, duckweed just wants to say it clearly.

"In Nancheng, I think Zhao San should have told you? Are you not curious at all? " Du Cao came to the point and spread out his words.

Ji Lyric Mo is not affectable, nodded, and then light said: "I am naturally curious, but, I promised you, you don't say things, I don't ask, you also promised me, won't cheat me."

How could he remember such a naive oath?

I don't know why, although this smelly boy is young, he always gives her unspeakable warmth and affection in such a place that everyone will ignore. This should be the power of details, right?

"I don't want to say it, but I can tell you that my heart is not in Yong'an, it's only here." With that, Du Cao reached out and poked Ji's chest: "what I want is also here."

"Grass?" Ji Shumo was stunned, staring at Du Cao. He turned red quietly and rubbed people into his arms: "grass."

At this moment, Ji doesn't know what to say in response to Du Cao. He can only call Du Cao's name over and over again.

Du grass gently smile, gently touched the back of Ji Lyric ink, whispered: "silly?"

"Yes, I'm so stupid, I have such a moment of hesitation, I..." Ji Shu Mo sucked his nose, and his eyes were filled with guilt.

Can be so calm to say their doubts at that moment, Du grass is not angry, but a lot of peace of mind.

Light said: "Ji Lyric ink, in fact, three years ago I gave my heart to you, today, I tell you again, is the last time, you, is my heart."

"I'm sorry, I'll never, ever again." Ji Shumo holds Du Cao tightly, almost drowned by guilt.

Du Cao doesn't think it's anything. After all, even many people at the scene still doubt themselves, don't they?

Ji is not at the scene, listening to other people's description, some doubt, also should be ah.

So, duckweed is not angry.

"Xiaocao, do you really believe in purple clothes?" Ji Shumo calms down and drags the topic back to the original place.

Why can't we get around? What's the matter with the unfortunate child?

Du Cao rolled a white eye, and then nodded his head seriously: "I'm sure, I believe her very much. Xiaomo, sometimes, to recognize a person is not to see what she has done, but to feel her heart, whether there is temperature."

"Grass?" Ji Shumo frowned and didn't understand Du Cao's idea.

Du Cao nodded faintly, then stood up and patted the dust on the sun: "it's late, I want to go back."

"Grass, don't you want to see the cypress?" Ji Shumo feels that Du Cao is deliberately avoiding this person.

Brother cypress?

Du Cao's steps stopped, but his face was not good-looking. He shook his head and said, "he should not want to see me. I won't go."

"What's the matter with you?" Ji Shumo doesn't understand, looking at Du Cao's awkward appearance, he is more curious and somewhat awkward.

The two of them. What's the matter?

What's up?Du grass laughed at herself. She also wanted to know what happened.

"Maybe I haven't seen you for many years. I'm not familiar with you." Du grass shrugged his shoulders and said a light word.

Ji Shumo frowned: "you two grew up together and depend on each other. He treats you as his sister and you treat him as your brother. How can you be unfamiliar?"

That's so annoying.

Du Cao irritable white quarter express ink one eye: "I say not to go not to go, do you bother?"

Finish saying, shake off the hand of Ji Shu Mo, turn round to walk toward Mo Cao Xuan.

Is this a big deal?

I can't find out from the duckweed, so I have to go back and press the cypress.

"Grass, there's one more thing, I want to ask you." Ji xumo came forward in a hurry and held Du Cao's wrist.

Du Cao frowned: "anything else? How can you do so much? "

"Well, huangfuchi, he said about the Ji family. He just wanted to tell you, can you go and see him?" Ji Shu Mo lowered his head, but he was a little embarrassed. He didn't dare to look at Du Cao's eyes.

Huangfu late?

Du grass slightly frowned, a little puzzled, frowned and whispered: "you have no means?"

"Grandfather seven is so tired that he has to vomit blood. He has been severely punished, but he doesn't say a word. I can't help it." Ji Shumo is a little decadent, but also a little hot.

Tsai Tsai looked at Du Cao carefully, and suddenly pinched her nose: "you are really a goblin. Even Huangfu Chi has a wrong idea for you!"

what? How is that possible?

Du Cao waved his hand and said faintly: "you also believe his lies. That's a clever master. You should torture him to extort a confession. It's really no good. Cut it directly."

"Xiaocao, I have a lot of things to figure out." Ji Shumo took Du Cao's hand, pitifully.

Here we go again.

In the past three years, Ji's other skills did not know how much he had improved. His coquetry skills were thriving, but Du Cao was just eating it. He frowned slightly and said, "OK, I know. You can arrange it."

"Grass, I knew you were the best to me." Ji Shumo was happy and hugged Du Cao: "Xiaocao, why are you so charming? Huangfuchi is the coldest one in our wave. It's really irritating that he likes you

"So, you forced me to see your rival. What do you think?" Du grass directly white Ji Lyric ink one eye.

Ji Shumo is right: "the talent you like is my rival. There are too many people who like you. If you want all of them to be rivals, don't I have to be tired to death?"

This smelly boy has been with himself for a long time, so he has learned to be glib?

Along the way, two people hand in hand, together back to the ink grass Xuan.