Chapter 703

Song Ye's character is like a boy, strong and resolute, never yield to compromise, like a rigid sword.

Such a girl is often easy to suffer losses, but also can not please the elders.

But Qin Zhan is love miserable so stubborn her.

He leaned over to kiss the girl in front of him, but he felt that she wanted to dodge. Qin Zhan's eyes were shining, and his hand was as fast as lightning. He grabbed the back of her head with his big hand, and drew the person to his eyes directly and gazed deeply, "what's the matter with you today, Xiao Ye?"

From just now on, he found song Ye's dodging, which made him very puzzled.

"Cough..." Song Ye is rarely a little embarrassed stiff, after a long time said: "the things on the face have not been washed off."

Because he has been thinking about things and didn't expect Qin Zhan to steal his fragrance and jade in the middle of the night, song Ye is still wearing a pockmarked face, half of which is red. He can see clearly in the dim moonlight.

Qin Zhan suddenly realized that he couldn't help laughing. His chest heaved and revealed pleasure. He bent down to hold the girl's lips, and then put his forehead against her forehead. His eyes were opposite. His voice was low and magnetic: "you are still you, in my eyes all the same."

His original intention is to say that no matter what song Ye becomes, he will not dislike each other, but will accept her.

But men's love words are still in the learning stage, inevitably a little deviation.

Song Ye seems to be blind to each other's face. Her pockmarked face is the same level as her beautiful face.

In order to perfectly avoid the Ye family's exploration, song Ye's face is camouflaged, but it's hard to see that he can't bear to look directly in the mirror.

Qin Zhan's taste is not so heavy.

make complaints about it in the mind, and finally she goes out to bed to wash away the camouflage on her face.

Leaning against the head of the bed, Qin Zhan turned her face to see her slender back, and her eyes were full of smiles.

It is clear that there are so many people in today's disciple competition, and the young girl can not change her face and take it lightly with the help of so many people, but now she is red in front of him.

It's true that women are those who please themselves.

A good night's sleep. When the day breaks, the man who sleeps in the boudoir has left. Song Ye puts on her make-up again. When she goes out, she just sees the next door neighbor coming back.

A woman in black, carrying a bloody head, came in with an ugly face, and her walking posture was very awkward.

Song ye, who has been a great aunt for two generations, knows at the sight of this neck kiss and walking posture that the woman is using to perform the task.

She frowned a little, thinking of the killer trained by flowers on the other side, many women also relied on this move to win by surprise. Song Ye felt that although the two sisters of the Ye family had different personalities, their internal means were very similar.

Early in the morning to see such a bloody picture, really destroy the mood.

Song Ye stood there and did not speak. When the other party passed by, he glanced at her and saw her ugly face. The corner of her mouth showed a sarcastic smile, "new comer?"

Song Ye looked down at the head dripping blood on the ground, unwilling to say more, nodded and did not reply.

This kind of scene can really chat, that is talent.

"Ha ha, it's not strange to see anything strange. It's you. Be smart." The other party also knows that song ye geying, the smile on the corner of his lips is still hanging, and his voice is hoarse: "Ye family never raises disabled people."

With that, the woman carried her head into the room like a lunch box, slammed the door shut, and the courtyard was quiet again except for the smell of blood all over the ground.

Song ye walked away from the pool of blood in disgust and walked directly to the kitchen.

In order to prevent outsiders from disturbing the rest of the people in the inner room, kitchens were built in every courtyard, and everyone opened fire on their own if they didn't want to eat out.

Since Song ye came here, he has been eating rice from a big pot. The picky taste buds can't help but protest.

Today, I got up early to cook rice porridge and stir fry a few vegetable dishes. My hands and feet were quick, but I was busy. After ten minutes of work, everything was arranged.

Just moved on the table, outside came the figure, it is just met the woman.

At the moment, she has already finished the toilet, removed the bloody smell all over her body, and put on light make-up. After coming in, she sat idly at the other end of the table, raised her eyelids and looked at Song ye, "do you mind having a bite together?"

People asked politely, song ye could not finish eating himself, so he took an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks.

Two strangers who don't even know their names have breakfast together, but the picture is unexpectedly harmonious.

"You cook delicious food. If you don't apply for transfer to the kitchen, I can help you. It's a reward for dinner." The woman finished her meal and suddenly said. Listen to this tone, but also when transferred to the kitchen is a great good thing, but also need song Ye grateful general.

"No need." Song Ye declined lightly, wiped the corners of his mouth and got up, "you wash the dishes."

With that, people are already going out. At this time, they should go to enmo to inquire about the situation.

After discussing with Qin Zhan last night, she felt that AMR was the only breakthrough in the Ye family's interior, which might be able to cooperate or utilize.But before she stepped out of the kitchen door, her eyes were dark, but the woman flashed over again, staring at her face, shaking her head and sighing, "tut Tut, look at your face, and I don't know who let you come in and die. In this inner room, however, everyone has a task. If you can't finish the task, there is only one way to die. I'm afraid it's hard to go out and meet people with your face. Or you still have a chance to transfer to the disciple hall. "

The woman is not malicious, just feel that song Ye's appearance is very difficult to be competent for the work of the inner room.

"No, you do the dishes." Song Ye is ungrateful. After bypassing her, she emphasizes her next work.

The woman looked at the pots and pans on the table, turned her mouth, and rolled up her sleeves with reluctance.

After washing the dishes, he sees song Ye standing in the yard, talking to Anmo. The two slender figures are all in black, standing side by side. Anmo's cold air is strong, but song Ye is not inferior.

Seeing the woman appear, Anmo seems to think of something and says: "crescent moon, you take Song Ling to the disciple's hall today. I have a task."

The woman, known as the new moon, was stunned, and then some were not willing to, "eh? It's hard for me to take a day off. "

This break time has to be squeezed, no one wants to.

"It's an order." With a cold look on her face, and regardless of what kind of flattery a woman is doing there, she drops a few hard words and turns around and walks away.

After he left, the crescent moon curled her mouth, and her eyes were full of contempt and disgust. "It's just a thing to sleep with a woman. Who can be better than who is a soft bone and a little white face."

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