Chapter 201

"What's wrong with me doing this?" Monsoon smoke blinking eyes, an innocent look at Linghe and others.

Guards, look at me. I can't say anything wrong.

This is what they hope monsoon smoke can earn back, but It's obvious that their young lady's mobility is beyond their expectation.

"There's nothing wrong with this, but miss, you are at Ji's house now. If they want to break the bill..." Linghe gently reminds me.

This move of monsoon smoke is really refreshing, but at the end of the day, it depends on how thick Jijia's skin is.

The monsoon smoke ha ha ha a smile, took out a piece of paper from the bosom, slapped off.

The paper clearly wrote a few big words, and the name of Ji chieftain fell on it.

"Here?" Linghe's eyes are slightly dancing. He doesn't think that his young lady will come up with something useless.

Feng Feng's cunning Chongling crane blinked and said with a smile: "brother Ling, you can see. I will not only let Ji's family spit out all the things owed to me and my father, but also collect some interest by the way."

The bodyguards looked at the rusty appearance of monsoon smoke. Somehow, they began to sympathize with Ji's family.

It's hard for them to live in the future after provoking such a monster.

As he said it, he went to Linghe's army account. He had just got into the army account. Before he could see the situation in the army account, he saw a black unidentified object. Suddenly, he rushed towards the front door of the monsoon smoke!

The monsoon smoke quickly reaches for a block!

Palm, immediately came a fluffy, warm touch.

"Jijiji!!" A familiar voice suddenly came into the ear of monsoon smoke.

As soon as the handle of monsoon smoke is spread out, you can see that the little bat who was hit and dizzy is shaking her head in the palm of her hand, and three steps away from her, with a sudden brake of the roaring dog, squatting on the ground and looking at the monsoon smoke with a hollow heart.

The monsoon smoke squinted, and the little bat stood up, shaking. When he saw the monsoon smoke, he was crying again. The little claws on his wings were holding the tip of the monsoon smoke's fingers. He looked at her in tears, and the little body was shivering. Even the hair on the round body exploded.

"Jijiji!!!"

Monsoon smoke looked at the frightened little bat, and looked at the sky dog with empty heart. All of a sudden, he understood.

"I said, wheezing..." As soon as the monsoon smoke opened, before he could say more words, the heartless dog immediately fell on the ground, raised his two front paws to cover his mouth and nose, and let out a pitiful low whine.

The corner of the mouth of the monsoon smoke twitches slightly.

What's wrong with the goods? Want to be pitiful?

The monsoon smoke gave Yang Jian a look. Yang Jian's tall body immediately came to the side of the dog. He carried the hair on the back of the dog's neck with his big hand and directly carried ya to the bamboo basket beside him. The face basket thought about it.

The little bat saw that the wheezing dog was "confined", which made him tremble and fall in the palm of the monsoon smoke. He looked very aggrieved.

"Well, I said Miss, this little fellow Are you going to take it or not? This wheezing dog thinks about it all the time, and we are not easy to manage it. " Ling he cleared his throat and said it very euphemistically.

Can't you see that the eyes of the dog staring at the bat are beginning to glow green!