Chapter 118

Nangong Yue's body was stiff, like a sculpture, with black lines on his face. How do you say that, taking a piece of white jade of lanolin, how can you bring it up?

In fact, she wanted to ask for some silver at first, but seeing that Xiao Yi's troubled virtue may not have much silver at all, she retreated and begged for the second place. She wanted to take away the suet white jade, but she didn't expect to make Xiao Yi say such a thing.

Xiao Yi continued to say: "in those days, my grandmother just gave me this piece of lanolin white jade, and took my hand to say..." He vividly imitated the old man's emphasis and said, "brother Yi, take this piece of white jade. If you meet a girl you like in the future and want to marry home, you can give it to her."

Nangong Yue secretly scolded him and took a hot potato. Embarrassed, she said, "I didn't know this was what your grandmother gave you. Give it back to you." With that, he wanted to fill Xiao Yi with white jade.

But Xiao Yi didn't take it. He was not very happy and said, "what's sent out can't be taken back." Then, as if he had figured out something, he said in a displeased way, "Stinky girl, you don't want this piece of suet white jade. Do you think I can't match you?"

"Yes." Nangong Yue a face serious way, "for me, you are too old." In fact, I am too old for him with my previous life

Xiao Yi's face completely black, indignant way: "where am I old?" He is still a beautiful young man! But soon, he would smile and tilt his head and say, "since I'm so old, smelly girl, I don't call uncle to listen!"

What? Nangong Yue was tongue tied.

"No way. I'm old." Xiao Yi put on a model to imitate a way, "can't be your grandparent, be your uncle always more than enough."

Nangong Yue is completely speechless. Ah, why doesn't she learn to be good and play tricks with him.

Just at this time, a loud voice suddenly came from the window: "son of a generation, don't tease other girls. You are so shy that they can't speak." A middle-aged man about 40 years old jumped out of the window to enter the house. He was a big man with a smart face and a moustache on his lips.

Yi Mei is black face, heart way: This is really what master son, have what servant! This one is a little old at least. He doesn't know how to behave. He breaks into the girl's boudoir at will!

The middle-aged man seemed to see what Yimei was thinking, and said with a smile: "don't worry, the two girls outside have been dazzled by me. No one will know about this evening!"

When Xiao Yi saw the visitor, he said happily, "Uncle Cheng, you are here." There is a natural intimacy in the tone.

Cheng Bo saluted him respectfully: "I've met the son of a generation."

"Cheng Bo doesn't have to be polite." Xiao Yi gets up in a hurry.

"Thank you." Cheng Bo's mouth was respectful, but suddenly he pulled out a dagger with cold light and stabbed him hard at Xiao Yi's chest.

Xiao Yi was startled. He dodged the vital point. However, he was still scratched on his right arm. The wound was even worse. There was a bloody wound on his right arm.

Xiao Yi covered the wound with his left hand, and his face was hurt. He cried out in disbelief, "Uncle Cheng, why?" Cheng Bo is an old servant brought by his late mother from his mother's home. Over the years, he has always regarded each other as a confidant. There are several names in the list he suspected just now, but he never thought it was Cheng Bo

Cheng Bo gave a cold smile and said, "it's strange that you're the only one to blame. You're too incompetent. You've been rejected by the Lord!"

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