Chapter 167

Ling he almost spits on Ji Li's face.

Will no one bully monsoon smoke? He's lying with his eyes open!

"I'd like to remind you that although you have left the army, you were once the soldiers of the fifth master. You are not Do you want to violate the rules of Ji's family and make the soul of the fifth master restless? " Ji Li narrowed his eyes, and straightforwardly put on a big hat for Ling He.

All of a sudden, Linghe and other people can't speak out any more grievances.

If they really quarrel with Ji Li, they will only blacken Ji.

"Brother Ling, I'm ok. Don't you believe me?" Monsoon smoke looked at Ling He, who was opposite to Ji Li, smiling.

Linghe is still a little confused, but in the face of Ji Li's reasoning, they can only bear it.

"Then miss, you Be careful. " Linghe couldn't help asking.

Monsoon smoke nodded, and then said: "just right, you can take Yang Jian and Xiao Tian dog to see the scenery of the capital."

Linghe slightly pulled at the corners of his mouth. He couldn't believe that when the young lady arrived, he still had the heart to make such a joke.

Take the wooden Yang Jian and the dark wolf who only knows how to eat to visit the capital?

I'm afraid it will scare a lot of people.

Linghe suppressed his inner silence and said a few words to monsoon smoke. At the hint of monsoon smoke, Linghe took the carriages away, leaving xiaobaize with monsoon smoke, which led to their departure with zuono. Before leaving, they did not forget to warn Jili not to embarrass monsoon smoke at all, or they would not care what season home is not.

Faced with Linghe's warning, Ji Li didn't respond at all.

Until seeing Ling He's carriage disappear from his sight, Ji Li turned his eyes to the monsoon smoke. There was no respect in his eyes. His contemptuous eyes were like looking at a pile of garbage.

"Monsoon smoke, you can go in now." Ji Li opened his mouth coldly, and when his eyes touched the plain clothes on the body of monsoon smoke, he could not help frowning: "after entering the house, don't forget to wash and change well, and don't bring anything unclean to Ji's house."

After that, before waiting for the response of monsoon smoke, he turned around and left with the bodyguard. He didn't mean to take care of monsoon smoke at all.

"Ah What a pity... " Ji Qingshang, who has stepped on the steps of Jijia's gate, gloats at the monsoon smoke standing alone outside the door, and her gorgeous eyebrows flick a loathsome smile.

Monsoon smoke did not pay attention to the mockery of jiqingchang, just bent over and patted the uneasy little Bai Ze.

After enjoying the original monsoon smoke, Ji Qingchang and Ji mubai entered the mansion with satisfaction.

Ji Li orders an ordinary factotum to lead the monsoon smoke into the mansion. In addition, no one cares about the arrival of the monsoon smoke at all.

The mansion of Jijia is bigger than leixu's in Jicheng. The scenery in the mansion is pleasant, and there are rare good things. But the worker walked through the prosperous scene with monsoon smoke, and gradually walked to a remote and wet courtyard in Jijia's deep place. When he brought people to the mansion, the worker left without saying a word I didn't know how to live in the season.

Monsoon smoke with white Ze, looking at the weeds in front of the eyes, dark and humid, the soul of the small courtyard, the heart only feel funny.