Chapter 123: Vinegar

After a few seconds of silence, the woman's narrow eyes lifted proudly, and her gorgeous and picturesque lips pursed, "Say it." ”

Ji Shumo: Noble and glamorous face

The little girl smiled and bent her eyes, revealing two pointed snow-white tiger teeth, and secretly made a gesture.

Hugging the queen's thighs, where does she still need to work hard to find Qin Yi and her brother, as long as her mother's mother gives an instruction, it is not easy to rescue Qin Shiyue.

After quickly telling the ins and outs, Nanyu stared at Ji Shumo with blank eyes, her clear and clear eyes watery.

The corners of her beautiful mouth twitched, and the woman glanced at her precious daughter obliquely, "That's it?" ”

Nanyu nodded honestly.

Glancing at Qin Yi, who was following Nanyu with his head down, Ji Shumo didn't say anything, his long and narrow phoenix eyes were provoked, and his lazy meaning was strong.

She didn't say whether she could help or not, she just walked with her long legs and didn't hurry up, and the woman's suit was casually hung on her shoulders.

Nanyu and Qin Yi obediently followed behind Ji Shumo, like two little followers.

*

I got out of the night door and got into the car.

Qin Yi glanced at the night behind her, and there was a little hesitation and worry in her soft willow eyes, and then she was dragged into the car by Nanyu.

There was silence in the carriage for a while.

Ji Shumo unbuttoned the collar of his tightly buttoned shirt, loosened his tie, and hung his blazer casually on his shoulders, with a beautiful and straight line of shirt, without a trace of wrinkles.

She took a cigarette in one hand, opened the lid of the lighter, her delicate red lips bit the slender cigarette and lit the fire, her beautiful eyes narrowed, her delicate and gorgeous eyebrows and eyes were misty, charming and abstinent.

Nanyu: "Mommy, it's not good to smoke!" ”

The little girl blinked her eyes and persuaded obediently.

The woman glanced at her, her noble and cold face, and said coldly: "Shut up, little girl, even your father doesn't dare to care about me." ”

Nanyu obediently shut up.

Dictatorship! Despot!

The girl only dared to silently complain in her heart about her mother.

The white soft little hand held a pinch of Ji Shumo's curly hair, Nan Yu smiled with crooked eyebrows, blinked and said, "Mommy, what about Qin Yi's younger brother......

Arrogantly patting Nanyu's hand away, the woman snuffed out the cigarette in her hand, "What's the hurry, I'll see you in a while." ”

was slapped away, and the little girl was not annoyed, and sat back obediently. Hearing this, Qin Yi's hanging heart gradually relaxed.

*

Ji Shumo took the two of them to a garden villa, which was her residence in S City.

Nanyu took Qin Yi's wrist and walked in, Ji Shumo followed behind the two of them, and the corners of the woman's lips pulled slightly, "Your brother is in the guest room." ”

Hearing this, Nan Yu hurriedly pulled Qin Yi to the second floor, and when she opened the door, she saw a young man sleeping soundly in the bedroom.

"This, why did he fall asleep?" Nanyu asked.

Ji Shumo stood at the door, leaning on the door frame with his arms crossed, and said lazily: "I was afraid that he would be noisy, so I directly took a tranquilizer." ”

Nanyu: "......"

Well, that's really her mommy's style!

The matter came to an end, and the girl yawned, relieved, and naturally fell asleep.

What she didn't know was that an oolong she made made made someone thousands of miles away almost shut himself.

Gu Yange stared at a photo on his phone, his beautiful and cold eyes seemed to have a layer of frost.

The girl in the photo is leaning against the corner of the wall, her beautiful eyes slightly drooping, and a man in a black shirt stretches out an arm and props it on her shoulder.

The boy only felt that a string called reason in his mind was broken.

One dropped the phone in his hand, smashed it against the wall, and fell apart.

He tugged at his neckline, his delicate and clear eyebrows and eyes had a touch of anger, and those eyes were almost pure black, a color that could not be dissolved.

Go to the special let go, go to the special forbearance.