Ji Jiufang finished speaking and left.

When he was unfamiliar, he was completely stunned.

She said let him find an excuse, and he really made an excuse - didn't this Ji Jiufang feel that he was like this, for example, Fang Cai's crisp and neat "forgot", in fact, it was even more shameless?

How can there be such people!

Or the future head of the family in Nanriku???

Mo was so angry that she panted like a cow, so she didn't take a breath and suffocated on the spot, and then the more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong, and she stalked her neck, and turned around to continue scolding:

"You-"

I just said a word, but I couldn't help but be silent.

Ji Jiufang stood behind him and did not continue to move forward.

Conscience findings?

Mo twisted his brows and thought, he didn't believe that Ji Jiufang had such a conscience, so he tilted his head sideways and glanced at Ji Jiufang's side face, wanting to see what he was doing.

Ji Jiufang's face was even colder than Fang Cai.

It's just a bad breath.

I couldn't help but be scared even when I was strange.

But when the afterglow of her eyes swept to a figure, her strange heart suddenly hardened, and her face sank suddenly.

Fu Zimo.

He just stood there, dressed in pale green, and his body was always straight in the breeze. The eyes that have always been soft, looking at it unhappily, are as clear and calm as a lake.

It's just that I don't feel that this lake is ......

- Drowning, bottomless.

Seeing Fu Zimo appear, Mo Feng, who had been holding back, breathed a sigh of relief and walked over unhurriedly. Mo Qiu also followed.

Fu Zimo also walked slowly.

He looked at Ji Jiufang and Mo generously and smiled slightly, reasonably showing his gossip, as well as the attitude of not asking if indecent and being polite, and then raised his hand: "Prince of Jiufang, Miss Mo." ”

After speaking, he glanced at the person in Ji Jiufang's arms again.

Ji Jiufang's gaze suddenly froze.

"Young Master Fu."

He coldly spit out three words, his eyes staring directly at Fu Zimo, for a moment, and his attitude was obviously bad.

Fu Zimo immediately felt the hostility of the other party and smiled a little puzzled.

"Huh!"

Mo sneered directly, and didn't even say hello, his attitude was so bad that he was even more undisguised than Ji Jiufang.

Liluo's heart moved slightly.

Ji Jiufang's hostility, in fact, she can understand the reason to some extent, but where did this momentum of righteous indignation come from? His eyes rolled, and he just wanted to see what was going on, when he suddenly felt a cold gaze.

Knives are the same......

You don't have to think about it, you know it's Ji Jiufang.

She bit her lip lightly, pretending not to know anything, not feeling anything, and continued to peek at Mo and Fu Zimo.

Ji Jiufang suddenly put her down.

Wrap her shoulders so that she faces him.

Before she could raise her head and question with her eyes, a large hand pressed directly on the back of her head, and then, her face involuntarily hit his chest—

Here's a little bit......

She could only get here.

My nose was hit with a sore sore nose.

Liluo snorted sullenly, and then completely lost sight of everything.

At this time, Mo Feng and Mo Qiu also came over. The two brothers and Fu Zimo actually didn't have any hatred, although they had been envious and jealous before, greeted politely, and said something about the scene.

Ji Jiufang didn't speak, and he didn't mean to leave at all.

Liluo listened boringly.

She couldn't help but hope that Ji Jiufang would leave.

Until, Mo suddenly spoke in a strange way......

Strange, he was so weird, and in front of everyone, he asked Fu Zimo by name: "Young Master Fu, didn't the successor Yuan Sheng come?" ”