Ji Li almost broke out and hurt someone, but was fished back by Duan Xiye.

The net pocket where those people caught her was torn open by Duan Xiye, and Duan Xiye held her in his arms without any sense of anti-theft: "Keep your mouth clean, although it is not a human, it may not be inferior to a human." ”

Duan Xiye's eccentricity is not a matter of one or two days. But now at this juncture, it is too strange for Duan Xiye, who has always loved his mother, to defend a little beast like this.

Some people suspect that Duan Xiye has lost his mind and gone crazy, suspecting that he has been poisoned by Ji Li, and looking at Duan Xiye's eyes is also indescribable.

Duan Xiye didn't care about any of this.

He has liked to read miscellaneous books since he was a child, and he prefers to listen to some strange things in the storyteller's place than formal study.

Ji Li was rescued by him, and he felt that this little beast fit his eyes at first glance.

The intimacy made him suspect that they had ever met.

The purity in Ji Li's eyes also made him involuntarily believe that it was not a bad thing.

He trusts his instincts, and even though his instincts are not on time, he may not be able to do it this time.

Because of the violent struggle just now, the bandage on Ji Li's back was broken, and the wound bled again, staining the bandages on her body red.

Duan Xiye's tone was a little cold: "Who asked you to catch it without my permission?" ”

He remembered that this was Duan Mansion.

Father Duan was not at home, Mrs. Duan was unconscious, and he had been staying in Mrs. Duan's yard, and he had not given any other instructions except to find a doctor, who dared to be so bold and go over him to find trouble directly with Ji Li.

His impersonal cold gaze swept through the crowd, and the people who had just spoken the most happily lowered their heads.

In the end, the subordinate who had just scolded Ji Li for being a little brute stammered and pointed out Song Niang.

Only then did Ji Li notice that a woman had been watching them in the dark.

She was taken aback, not only because Song Niang was the woman Duan Xiye liked in her memory, but also because her defensive heart had degraded to this extent.

Even someone was snooping on her, but she couldn't find out in the first place.

Duan Xiye stared at Song Niang coldly, those subordinates who were used to his temper couldn't bear the coldness, but Song Niang, a weak woman, could withstand it.

She held a white handkerchief in her hand, gently swept the non-existent dust on her body, and gently pulled away a smile: "Young master, don't blame me for making my own decisions, if I had asked you in advance about this, I probably wouldn't have been able to do it." ”

"I remember I didn't approve you to come to me." Duan Xiye looked at her, and his tone did not have the slightest pity for jade.

The smile on Song Niang's face paused, and she reached out to stroke the hairpin, and then said slowly: "The master has said a long time ago that in this part of the mansion, the concubine can move around at will. ”

"You dare to come into my room, do you want to be embarrassed?"

"Squeak." Shameless! Ji Li still remembers her thing about finding people to arrest her and pouring dirty water on her.

Duan Xiye scolded Song Niang, she suddenly felt happy, and couldn't help but squeak.

Song Niangpi glanced at Ji Li, who was held in Duan Xiye's arms, with a smile: "Is there something in the young master's room that the concubine can't see?" ”

Ji Li was trying his best to figure out all kinds of clues in his mind.

Song Niang seems to be the person Duan Xiye likes, why does it look-for-tat now, and her identity is different from what she remembers?