Fu Xiao leaned over, pressed against Ji Yao's ear, and whispered: "I am disguised as a businessman, so I should always do something to confirm my identity." Do enough drama to convince others. You see, didn't that little second just believe it? ”

"The ones in your room, when the time comes, you will leave Xucheng, and you may not know how much money you can sell them."

When he said this, Fu Xiao's tone was extremely soft.

Every breath was intertwined with the broken hair on Ji Yao's sideburns, which made her so upset, and she wanted to avoid it, but she was afraid that this action would make Fu Xiao feel that she was cowardly.

Ji Yao gritted his teeth and stood straight in place, pretending not to change his face.

It's just that Fu Xiao said something, she couldn't listen to anything.

When Ji Yao's mind wandering was over and she regained control of her senses, she heard Fu Xiao say, "You have also seen it, Mo Die's kid is very rough, and he can even kick the window away, how can he treat those things well." ”

Fu Xiao patted Ji Yao's shoulder, and reached out to straighten the curled veil for her, which meant that he had a long way to go, and said softly: "I don't like to live in crowded places, so I have to wronged you first." ”

Ji Yao's words that he was ready to refuse came to his lips, and after listening to Fu Xiao's explanation, he almost stuck in his throat.

"If you put it, why do you have to ......?"

Ji Yao's expression at this time was very subtle, and this feeling of self-inflicted affection was really sour enough.

The corners of her mouth twitched involuntarily a few times, and she forcibly swallowed back the sentence "I can't accept your gift", pulled out a smile with difficulty, and said, "Oh, I see." ”

Then he laughed dryly a few times to hide his embarrassment, but in his heart he said "Oh, that's it, that's it".

At the beginning and end of the story, Ji Yao didn't guess right.

Ji Yao complained about himself very much, feeling that he was thinking too much, and his thoughts were too dangerous.

I'm afraid that if I haven't been single for too long, I've lost my heart and gone crazy, or I've been lacking love for too long, and I feel like I'm looking at a young farmer who is swishing.

Although Fu Xiao's appearance is really worthy of the four words of clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes.

"Or else?"

Fu Xiao took a thoughtful step back, and when he saw what kind of tangled expression was on Ji Yao's face, he suddenly realized "ah", and asked rhetorically: "Do you think that I bought those for you specifically?" ”

"Hahahaha!"

Ji Yao laughed coldly, and his laughter was extremely sharp, as if someone had stepped on his neck.

She raised her voice and waved her hands exaggeratedly: "How could it be! I'm not going to do it! Hahahaha, how could you think that! ”

In order to maintain the only trace of dignity, he hurriedly retreated, leaving the sentence "Ming'er, don't buy it anymore, there is nothing in the house" and kicked open his door and went in.

Ji Yao's movement of slamming the door was really not small, and with a "bang", the daffodil leaves placed in the corridor trembled three times.

Fu Xiao was all excited when he heard it.

He stood still for a moment, took a deep breath, glanced at the end of the hallway, and reflexively retreated back into Mordie's room.

Fu Xiao looked coldly at Mo Die, who was holding Erlang's legs behind his back, nesting comfortably in the chair, and supporting his ears.

Mo Di just listened to the conversation between the two and listened happily, and took a pear in his hand and gnawed it, and when he saw Fu Xiao coming back, he immediately put back the posture of hanging a child, and his back was very straight.

Fu Xiao glanced at him, turned around quietly, bypassed the screen, and went straight to the duster with a feather duster.

The screen just blocked Mo Die's view tightly, and he sucked the pear juice that flowed down the corner of his mouth, smacked his lips, and poked his head.

The eyes in his eyes chasing after the young owner of his own house inexplicably implied a little bit of a joke.

"Young master, do you need me to contact the children from all over the world to help with bulk goods?"

Mo Die's eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile, and he was about to send the remaining mouthful of pears to his mouth, when suddenly the back of his neck tightened and his feet left the ground.

With a shake of his hand, he threw the pear pits out.

In the next second, Mo Di was taken up, broke the window with his face, and flew out with the sawdust.

"Ah, my handsome and handsome face—"

This scream was accompanied by a clanging movement and reached Ji Yao's ears.

She got out of the ground, carefully skirted the pile with her shoes on, and pushed open the window, and saw a few broken wooden bars scattered on the eaves tiles in front of her.

Looking further down, there were also wreckage in the courtyard of the inn that looked like windows.

The innkeeper also heard the sound, and hurriedly appeared wrapped in a robe, and looked up at the second floor, where there was another burst of crying.

"My God, what kind of thief is this, you have to get along with our shop!"

Ji Yao followed the direction of his cry and glanced to the side.

Well, the window in the next room was repaired in the morning, and now only half a frame remains.

Only a few pieces of tattered window paper fluttered messily in the wind, as if to prove with all its might that it was once a window.

Ji Yao shook his head speechlessly, closed the window and lay on the bed with his clothes closed.

After chatting with Fu Xiao, she was very confused in her heart, and all kinds of thoughts were constantly intertwined, not just because of the previous humiliation.

Ji Yao originally thought that there was something hidden in his heart, and he had to toss and turn for a long time before he could fall asleep.

I didn't think that lazy people were not qualified to insomnia at all, as soon as her head hit the pillow, her eyes blinked a few times against the ceiling, and her upper and lower eyelids became heavy.

After closing it again, I couldn't open it again, and I fell asleep peacefully.

When Ji Yao was snoring and sleeping peacefully, a deserted martial arts training ground on the outskirts of Xucheng was not lively.

At this time, Fu Xiao was pulling Mo Di to compete, staging a wonderful martial arts.

Of course, this statement is obviously deliberately beautified.

From a practical point of view, the confrontation between these two people can basically be called Fu Xiao's raid to check Mo Die's schoolwork, or Mo Die's unilateral beating by Fu Xiao.

Mo Di snorted and gasped, stumbled on his feet, and fell to the dusty weapon rack standing next to him.

He used his strength to stabilize his figure, touched a spear in his hand, and begged for mercy while dodging: "Young master, don't just make me those tricks that I can't stop, can't we play fairly!" ”

When Fu Xiao heard this, he stopped.

He nodded, his left foot did not move, and his right foot took a step back and beckoned to Mo Die.

When Mo Di saw his young owner put on such a posture, he only felt that his scalp was numb, and he subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

I'm afraid I don't want to be serious......