Chapter 461

Huangfulong nodded: "today is indeed a lot of people, then you have fun, I went first."

Du grass turned over and rode on the horse. It was a pleasure to play.

Ji Shumo said that he didn't want to come, but he thought that Du Cao was here, and he came with Zhao Yang behind him. Of course, Zhao Yang followed him with a dead face.

Looking at the dusky grass floating in the sun, Ji Lyric ink, who has always been cold, gently pulled the corners of his mouth, even his eyes became gentle.

"Third young master, what are you looking at?"

Zhao Yang stood beside Ji and looked at Ji's gentle eyes. He just thought it was incredible. What's so charming?

Ji Shumo took back his eyes and gave Zhao Yang a cool look: "didn't you come to see Miss Qiao? What do you do with me? What to do, what to do. "

Zhao Yang shook his head and said with a smile, "what's good for Miss Qiao? Isn't that all the ladies in the boudoir? I want to see manager Du of mocaoxuan, but I don't know which one is

This son of a bitch!

Ji Shumo ran around Zhao Yang's neck and gritted his teeth: "she's mine, so don't worry about it!"

What? What?

Zhao Yang doubted his ears, and looked at Ji Shumo incredulously: "third young master, what do you say? Isn't the emperor going to marry you to miss Qiao? "

Hearing this, Ji Shu Mo took back his hand and stood up with a negative hand. He said faintly, "I don't like her."

Du Cao wandered around and became addicted. Seeing Ji Shumo here, he gently laughed and urged the horse to come over: "third young master, are you interested in fighting with me?"

"Of course I dare, but what is the girl fighting for?"

Ji Shumo chuckled and looked up at the high spirited grass on the horse's back.

"Drop the pot."

Du Cao cleanly came down from the horse, then took down a jade hairpin from his head: "this is my colorful head, how about it?"

"I don't have anything of value with me." Ji Lyric ink empty handed, that is a righteous.

Du Cao looked up and down at Ji xumo, and then looked at Qiao Shiyun who came in a hurry behind him. He bent his lips and chuckled. He stepped forward, pulled Ji xumo's belt and laughed: "if the third young master loses, give this to me."

Zhao Yang stood aside and witnessed the whole process. Now he felt as if he had been struck by thunder.

Du Cao's action is naturally frivolous, but it happened that her eyes are very clear, people can not think of her too dirty.

"Good." Ji Shumo chuckles, grabs Du Cao's hand, then sticks to her ear and smiles: "Xiaocao, are you very skinny?"

Du Cao picked his eyebrows and stepped back: "third young master, come on!"

When Qiao Shiyun heard that Ji Shumo was here, he came here in high spirits, but he didn't think of it. When he came, he saw the ambiguous appearance of Ji Shumo and Du Cao, and his angry hair was about to stand up.

Mercilessly rolled a white eye, clenched the handkerchief in the hand: "she calculates what thing, shameless thing, frivolous licentious!"

"Don't be angry, miss. She's just a cheap girl who can't stand on the stage. Where is this? Where can she stand?" Small nine is also very disdainful, looking at Du grass's eyes, like looking at something dirty.

In fact, throwing pots is a trick played by children, but today ducao is going to be angry with some people and declare her sovereignty by the way. If she were normal, she would not play such a childish trick.

Ten shots in a row, and the shots hit. Duckweed was very satisfied.

"I haven't played for a long time. I'm a little rusty. Please, Mr. three."

Du Cao's eyebrows are curved, and he picks his eyebrows towards Ji Lyric ink.

This girl is so proud.

Ji Shumo chuckled, then began to throw the pot.

Ten in a row, nine in, one out.

Du grass see very clearly, Ji Lyric ink is deliberately, deliberately lost to her, coax her happy.

"Three childe, you lose!" Du Cao was in high spirits, clapping her hands, but her eyes were always staring at Ji's belt.

This girl, must be so blatant?

"What? The third son of the Zhao family, the Minister of the Ministry of war, is going to break his promise in front of me? " Du grass looked at Ji Lyric ink for a long time without action, chuckled."Presumptuous!"

Qiao Shiyun finally can't bear it. He rushes out and stands in front of Ji Shumo: "this girl, please respect yourself! How can you humiliate the third young master in public? "

Sure enough.

Du Cao has been waiting for a long time. This girl can bear it!

But since it's here, that's good.

Du Cao lightly smiles, hugs his arm and says with a smile: "Miss Qiao said this strangely. This color was originally said before the competition. Now I win, naturally I want it. Besides, what I want is the third son's belt. The third son didn't say anything. What's your hurry? Do you have anything to do with the third young master? "

This bitch!

Qiao Shiyun's face turned red, frowned and looked at Du Cao: "the third young master doesn't care about you, that's his magnanimity, I can't stand it. Since you say it's the first color, let's have a match, I'll play polo with you!"

Polo?

Duckweed doesn't like to play with that thing. It's too tired.

But today, she wants to play with this little girl.

"Now that Miss Qiao is fighting for justice, what color do you want?" Du Cao's eyebrows and eyes are curved, neither humble nor overbearing.

The news on this side soon attracted all the gossip women in the capital. They gathered around and talked about it.

But Du Cao didn't care at all, just looked at Qiao Shiyun curiously: "Miss Qiao?"

"If I win, you can't make trouble for the third young master. If I lose, whatever you want." Qiao Shiyun has been taught since she was a child. She has always been very outstanding in these things.

So, in the face of duckweed, she is very confident.

Du Cao looked at Qiao's poetry and said, "since Miss Qiao is so generous, I'm not polite. Since Miss Qiao wants the belt of the third son, I'll exchange it with my own."

"You! What are you talking about? When does our young lady want the third son's belt? " Small nine is impatient, this words isn't casually say, her family girl hasn't come out of the cabinet yet.

Du Cao shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "no belt? What do you want? "

"Don't talk nonsense! Do as you say! "

Qiao Shiyun seems to have heard the comments and laughter of the people around him, a little annoyed.

Looking at the two women in front of him so tit for tat, Ji Lyric ink now only feel the head buzzing, who said the blessing of the people is a good thing? It's killing people, okay?

Zhao Yang came over and watched the two men mount the horse one after another. He poked Ji's arm enviously: "third young master, you are so lucky. I admire you, I admire you."

"This blessing is for you. Do you want it?" Ji Shumo glared at Zhao Yang fiercely. It's not too big to watch the excitement, is it?

Zhao Yang touched his nose: "I'm not as hard as you are."