The jade-faced Langjun opened his mouth, and before he could make a sound, he fell down.

Ji Lian Song retracted his feet, dusted off the dust on the corners of his robe, walked over and twisted the blue and white porcelain vase back, and the floor tiles slowly floated and joined together.

It looked like nothing had happened in the room, as if the person Jade-faced Langjun had never appeared from beginning to end.

Xiao Qianjin came back to her senses, raised her head and scolded Ji Liansong: "Ji Liansong, you bastard!" ”

Ji Lian Song glanced at her lightly: "What, do you want to go down to accompany him?" ”

Xiao Qianjin's eyes widened, her mouth deflated, revealing an expression of swallowing flies - obviously she is a person, how can the front and back tables be so different?

The Ji Gongzi she saw before was really the same as the person in front of her?

She shook her head slowly but firmly, certainly not the same, not the same...... The voice in my heart seemed to be trying to convince myself, but in the end it became weaker and weaker.

Jiang Yirou turned over with great effort, panting with her face towards the sky.

Ji Lian Song slowly walked in front of her head, the white robe pierced into her eyes, and his faint voice floated from above: "Get up." ”

She shook her head, leaning sideways and resting her hand on her head.

"If you don't get up, you won't talk about it about me today."

Jiang Yirou's expression changed, and she sat up with a snort, but she got up too violently, which touched the wound and grinned in pain for a while.

The laughing daughter sneered lightly to show her disdain - such a good martial arts fell on such a spineless stupid woman, it was really a tyrannical thing.

He smiled, but there was no trace of warmth in his eyes: "Now you know it hurts?" ”

Just now she hit Xiao Qianjin, it was completely risky, and if she was not careful, she would be pinched off by Xiao Qianjin, which was really a fatal practice.

Jiang Yirou rolled her eyes, and she was not polite to him: "Even if I die of pain, it doesn't matter to your eldest son Ji, you are so calculating, I will be injured naturally within your expectations, so far, what is there to make a fuss about." ”

As soon as the words came out, Fang Jue felt that something was wrong, whether she hurt or not had nothing to do with Ji Liansong, so it seemed that she was coquettish......

Ji Lian Song looked at her and didn't speak.

He had been calculating her from the beginning, and he had already been planning it when he pretended to be taken captive to the Demon Cult, this was an established fact, and there was no excuse for it. So things like "I didn't mean it" and "things aren't what you imagined" don't match the current situation.

Well, the situation is a bit tricky.

Ji Liansong's silence turned the uneasiness in Jiang Yirou's heart into regret, she couldn't wait to slap herself in the mouth, what are you doing with this?!

She coughed lightly, and was about to change the subject with a casual sentence, but heard a soft sigh in her ear: "I'm sorry." ”

She was stunned, looked up in a trance, met his dark eyes, and saw the face without a trace of laugh lines, and her heart jumped.

His gaze stayed on her face for a moment, then fell on her blood-soaked right shoulder, and said lightly, "Let's stop the bleeding first." ”

Jiang Yirou saw him leaning over, and subconsciously shrank back. He stretched out his long arm and clasped the palm of his hand on the back of her head: "Don't move." ”

She froze, her eyes wide and motionless as she watched him lean in.

Ji Lian Song Yang unbuttoned her clothes with his hand, and peeled off her clothes with a quick movement, a series of movements like flowing water, without blinking his eyes.

The woman's buttons were not so easy to unbutton, but he untied them very smoothly.

Jiang Yirou snorted in surprise: "Very skilled......"

This sentence was originally her heartfelt exclamation without any extraneous meaning, but when it fell on the ears of the listener, it inevitably changed into a different meaning.

Ji Lian Song's hand that was undressing her paused for a moment.

The laughing daughter looked at them from the side, and sneered: "Dog men and women, it's really shameless, I'm still looking at it, so I'm taking off my ......"

Jiang Yirou's eyebrows twitched, and Ji Liansong turned his head and glanced at the laughing daughter: "Shut up." ”

smiled and smiled: "I don't close it, I don't close it, Ji Lian Song, you goddamn bastard, I curse you to give birth to a son without an asshole!" ”

Ji Liansong said lightly: "Do you believe it or not, I have a way to make you have no asshole now?" ”

The corners of Jiang Yirou's mouth twitched: Ji Lian Song would actually say such things...... And when these two words came out of his mouth, there was a trace of indescribable nobility for no reason.

Xiao Qianjin's eyes widened in horror: "You, you are not Ji Liansong!" ”

He curled the corners of his lips, smiled casually, and bowed his head to continue to inspect the wound on Jiang Yirou's shoulder.

Jiang Yirou couldn't help but cast a sympathetic glance at Xiao Qianjin, if you really want to say it, Xiao Qianjin is the one who was deceived the most by Ji Liansong.

The last layer of obstacle was removed lightly, revealing her entire bloody shoulder, his eyes deepened, his expression changed slightly, and he raised his hand to tear off a long strip from under Jiang Yirou's skirt and bandaged it on her shoulder.

Jiang Yirou covered her chest and scolded: "The surname is Ji, what are you doing!" ”

He didn't raise his head, and said lightly: "Stop the bleeding." ”

"Then why don't you tear your own!"

He knotted and shook his head: "My clothes are expensive. ”

"I'll go to your uncle's!" She froze, stretched her legs, and kicked over.

He grabbed her ankles, leaned forward, and pressed her legs against the knees she wanted to lift, with a beautiful and neat movement.

Jiang Yirou held a mouthful of blood in her chest, eager to spray him in the face.

This profiteer! Swindler!

has this kind of skill and has been pretending to be a grandson in front of her!

Ji Liansong's hand moved slightly, turned into a grip, and gently put her foot on the ground: "Stretch out your hand." ”

"What?" Jiang Yirou immediately hid her hands behind her back, her face full of vigilance.

He looked at her, smiling without saying a word.

This laugh, she is all too familiar......

Jiang Yirou's scalp was numb, she was defeated, gritted her teeth, and handed her hand over as if she were dead.

He took her palm and pulled it forward, his fingers on her wrist, and hung his head slightly, looking focused.

Xiao Qianjin suddenly shouted: "Ji Liansong, you kill me, I don't want to look at you dog men and women!" ”

Ji Lian Song frowned, casually pulled down an agate bead from Jiang Yirou's bracelet, raised his hand and threw it, and the bead flew directly into the mouth of the laughing daughter.

Jiang Yirou trembled, and the hand she stretched out was about to retract back, but he grabbed it tightly.

The smile was like a pig's liver, pinching her neck and whimpering for a long time, then poking her fingers into her mouth, and making a retching sound on the side.

Jiang Yirou stared at him in disbelief, and said in her heart: Beast!

Unexpectedly, Ji Lian Song opened his mouth as if he heard her belly slander: "Her life is hard, and a bead can't die." “