Si Mo watched the three people in front of him fighting with each other, but he didn't mean to interject at all. Before he could open his mouth to persuade him, a pop upstairs caused a brief lull.

Si Mo looked at it sweetly, only to see a cloud of purple red lying on the steps of the second floor of his house. Looking at the thin figure, Si Mo didn't even think about it, he knew who it was.

As the master, next to the staircase, Si Mo walked up the steps in a few steps, and did not care about the young ladies downstairs who were startled by this change, and the smile they showed after seeing the situation clearly, he bent down and helped He Mei up from the ground:

"Your wound is bandaged?"

His eyes fell on the gauze on the forearm of the other party's left hand, and just now, where the blood no longer oozes blood, there is a trace of blood red coming out.

"Young Master...... Am I disgraced you? ”

Compared with the slightly hot pain in her arm, He Mei cared more about the eyes of the young masters and ladies downstairs who looked at the jokes. She felt like knives scraping at her one by one, like knives that scraped away what little self-esteem she had left.

Her mood naturally fell, and Si Mo's wrist suddenly hurt. She looked up in a little surprise and saw the embarrassment at the corners of He Mei's eyebrows.

She stroked her left wrist and sighed secretly in her heart - could it be said that she not only wants to live in this life, but also to help Si Le get a few monsters back to the demon world, and to stage a hero to save the beauty and make a cameo appearance as the prince of Cinderella? !

She complained in her heart, but she was not slow to act. She stretched out her right arm, which was not painful, straight to the eyes of the woman opposite: "Hold me, I'll take you down to dance." ”

The moment the gentle male voice sounded in her ears, He Mei raised her head in disbelief, and at this moment, the image of the young master of the Yan family suddenly became taller in her heart.

She only felt that all her previous embarrassment, all her unhappiness, and all the grievances that she was about to appeal to her mouth had turned into a circle of light at this moment. The circles of light seemed to dance around the man in front of them, and then turned to their side.

She looked at Si Mo in disbelief: "Young Master...... I ......"

"Come, don't be afraid."

Feeling that the pain in his wrist gradually diminished as the mood of the woman opposite improved, Si Mo nodded with satisfaction - yes, the woman opposite really had something to do with him. At least, it has something to do with the object on your wrist!

This object was given to him by Heyao, could it be that this woman has something to do with the Heyao family? Or is it a descendant of Heyao? Not...... Xiaoheyao has left descendants in the world...... Did she meet him at some point and miss it?

While leading the "descendants of Hejiao" down the steps, Si Mo thought about these borderless relationships. At the same time, he did not forget to open his mouth and ask:

"Where is Miss Ho's ancestral home? In addition to my mother and brother, is there anyone else in the family? ”

Originally, she just wanted to get as much information as possible, while deducing the relationship between this woman and Heyao. Who knows, hearing this question, her left wrist hurts fiercely again—the woman is sad again.

When Si Mo gritted his teeth and was about to change the topic, He Mei finally opened her mouth: "I...... There are only younger brothers, younger sisters and mothers left in the family. Father and grandfather they ...... Stay in your hometown, your hometown...... Occupied......"