Chapter 325 325: Interstellar Age Married to Young Marshal 55
It's okay if you haven't found the mission object after entering the mission world for so long, and you're still stumped by an ordinary human being.
Zuo Modu likes brain supplements in Ji Li's matter, and he is very good at brain supplements.
When the other party speaks, he can make up a lot of brains, and when the other party doesn't speak, he can make up more brains.
Especially in the matter of Ji Li and Jing Suqin, no matter what the other party says or does, it can derive 10,000 meanings.
Even if Ji Li lowered his head and pondered at this time, even the temperature on his body no longer resisted, he also felt that Ji Li was happy because he was about to see Jing Suqin, so he didn't push him away - about she would only feel guilty for a while at this time.
It's just that he really couldn't control himself from getting angrier and angrier the more he thought about it, and finally asked Ji Li angrily: "You're about to see Jing Suqin, are you very happy." ”
Ji Li was stunned for a few seconds, and then asked, "Why do you think so?" ”
In fact, she wasn't very happy, but she was just a little curious, curious about what kind of person Jing Suqin was, and how she could make the original owner die for him.
He's not the one he's looking for.
"By the way, I might be a little abrupt later, don't you mind." She wants to bleed Jing Suqin too, if it's not the person she wants to find, then there's no need to waste her feelings.
Zuo Modu listened to it with a sour heart.
She was by Ji Li's side, but she wanted to do something abrupt to Jing Suqin, and asked him not to mind......
How could he not mind, how could he not mind.
But on the surface, he still has to pretend to be very generous, very fearless, and ask very casually: "Can that not be abrupt?" "Now that you know I'll mind, you can't do this for me.
Ji Li also pondered it carefully, and finally ruthlessly refused: "No." "If Jing Suqin is not the person she is looking for, she will continue to look for it, how can she waste time, what if there is an accident with the person she needs to find and protect well.
So, Zuo Modu stopped talking.
There is nothing to say.
She only had Jing Suqin's matter in her heart, which made Zuo Modu annoyed and sad—he really wanted to open her mind and see if it was all water.
After a while, the two of them had their own thoughts, and soon walked to the meeting room.
Jing Suqin did not sit down, and under the protection of his personal bodyguards, he leisurely looked at the watercolor paintings on the wall.
He was not tall and thin, but his body was straight, like a tenacious bamboo.
He is not easy to bend his waist in the cold wind, especially when he is wearing a very light cyan casual dress at this time, which is easy to make people feel good about his soft temperament.
Zuo Modu sank his eyes for the first time.
The ghost lingers.
As if he hadn't noticed that they had arrived, Jing Suqin kept his fingers on the butterflies on the watercolor painting, very focused.
Surrounded by everyone, he carried a sense of elegance and comfort that did not belong to this dignified place, as if he had just entered a treasure pavilion, an auction house.
After Zuo Modu muttered, he glanced at Ji Li beside him again, worried that she would really make those abrupt moves under his nose.
It's just that he couldn't prevent it, so he saw Ji Li suddenly pull out his hand and quickly stepped forward.
He hadn't had time to be gloomy for more than two minutes when he saw Ji Li take out a dagger from his back and slam it at Jing Suqin's fingers.
Zuo Modu's eyes widened instantly.