Ji Feiyu tightly clenched his robe sleeve, pale looking at Mo Zhuling, asked: "why?"

"Because I'm happy, of course!"

Mo bamboo Ling sneer, comfortable looking at him.

"Who made you want to eat swan like a waste wood toad?

Your Ji family is not a good thing, forcing me to marry you such a scrap! Is not bullying my identity too low?

Now young master Liu Yu is very devoted to me. Do you still want me to marry you such a scrap? "

Mo bamboo Ling sneer, vicious incomparable in his ear: "do you know, I see you sick!"

"With your strength, you don't even deserve to carry my shoes!"

"If it wasn't for the strength of your Ji family, how could I keep my engagement with you for more than ten years?

I didn't want to marry you at first! But you're a waste wood disease nagger, you're in my way!

Why don't you die? If you die, I won't make an engagement with you!

So, today's humiliation is entirely your own

Every time Mo Zhuling says a word, Ji Feiyu pinches his sleeve.

He didn't want to get in her way, as long as she said, he would get out of the way!

He stood in her way for more than ten years.

Without him, how many good days would she have had if she had made such an engagement?

The ruthlessness of the Ji family has never been lacking.

He just wanted to get out of the way at the most appropriate time, never wanted to hold on.

If he hadn't been able to practice all of a sudden.

He's not going to propose.

Who knew that his difference of thought would bring him such a great shame.

Ji Feiyu looks at Mo Zhuling with pale face. At last, he doesn't say anything and turns around to leave.

Just then, the middle-aged man of the Liu family spoke.

"Wait, just now you said, who wants to wash here with blood?"

By his side, there is a confidant maid beside Mo Zhuling.

It is self-evident who told him this.

This middle-aged man is not satisfied.

It's just an eight star man.

It's still a scrap. Just pick it up.

Let Mo Zhuling happy.

When the little Lord came here, he told them to be as high-profile as possible. Don't let Mo Zhuling have a chance to pester him about what he didn't come.

After all, women like Mo Zhuling don't need their young master to ask for marriage?

She didn't see if she had such a big face!

However, the young master didn't come, but he had to face up,

So as not to lose his face.

And when his voice rings out, with jade their complexion is fierce a stiff.

And Ji Feiyu is slowly back: "I said it!"

He said firmly, and then said to the middle-aged man of the Liu family, "if you let them go, kill them or cut them, I'll follow you!"

"Young master!"

With jade and others listen, eyes are red.

How can they tolerate Ji Feiyu suffering for them?

I hate Qin Xiong. They run too fast.

If they were here, together with themselves and others, they would be able to send you away.

In this way, it doesn't matter if they die here.

They thought, suddenly a burst of sadness came from it.

And at this time, a voice meow, in Ji Feiyu's mind rang up.

And then a pure white body, a rush into his arms.

"I really can't stand it! You are such a guy, others have been pooping on your head! Do you really want them to pull?!

Why don't you take it back to me! I'll help you! "