"Are you sure you're leveling it out?" Mo Wen asked weakly, "You really won't knock black bricks on my back, and you won't throw chalk heads and hit stuffy sticks?"

Ji Lingjia was overjoyed when he heard this: "No, you said that you are a big man, why are you so small-bellied, I said that if it is flat, it is flattened, how good it is that I have the spare time to play CF, as for being as dirty as you think, and losing the chalk head, what kind of mess is in your head?"

At this moment, Mo Wen has a delusion, it seems that Ji Lingjia is a normal person who can no longer be normal, with an extraordinary bearing and informality, and her generosity and decency are vividly reflected by her, but she is crazy, and she is a low-level and dirty madman?

"Anything else?" Ji Lingjia asked with a smile, his lazy expression and angelic smile were enough to make any man's bones soft, but Mo Wen felt creepy all over his body.

"It's nothing. Mo Wen drooped his head and said dejectedly, Ji Lingjia's performance made him feel like a punch on cotton, "That little aunt, you play slowly, I'm out of the middle." ”

Someone pretending to be a grandson, can't we be allowed to be nephews again?

"That's right. Mo Wen had just taken two steps, remembered something, and walked back again.

Ji Lingjia slid the mouse and asked casually, "What's wrong?"

Mo Wen secretly handed over a porcelain bottle: "This is muscle-building water, it is very effective on wounds, and it does not leave scars, this is not our poison medicine, but I got it from the martial arts, it doesn't hurt you, you can use it with confidence." ”

Ji Lingjia's hand holding the mouse tightened, and he almost threw it again, and only after gasping for breath did he turn his gaze to the computer screen: "Put it there." ”

"Oh, what a shame. Mo Wen hurriedly and carefully put it on the table, and almost bowed to say hello, "Then you are busy, I will go out first, and I will bring you the door." ”

Seeing that Ji Lingjia was already addicted to the game, Mo Wen had to walk out with a wry smile, carefully bring the door, and ask a weak question in his heart, this matter seems to be solved, right?

Hey, impulse is the devil, impulse is the devil. Mo Wen habitually walked to Ye Xiaoyue's room while blaming himself.

Just walked to the door, Mo Wen was stunned, and lingered for a long time before he drooped his head and turned back to the room where Ye Xiaoxing was, still a girl who was intimate, no matter what mistake I made, she stood on my side, woo woo

After Mo Wen left, Ji Lingjia put down the mouse, put his legs on the stool and hugged them in a ball, buried his head deep in it, and hugged his arms tightly, hating to have to leave a gap, it seemed that only in this way would he have a sense of security.

Suppressed sobs came from between his arms, and his shoulders kept shaking, like a wounded lamb, hiding in a no-man's corner and gently licking his scars

The Ji family is known as the hidden royal family, inherited from the Zhou Wu King Ji Fa, and the Mo family is the same clan, only the two families know the Tao of the road, Mo is not the Mo family's surname, but an ancestor of the Mo family Ji Mo, according to legend, at the end of the Zhou Dynasty, the royal lord Zhou Youwang Ji Gongyan was mediocre and incompetent, and the talent was scattered and could not deter the princes, and in order to please Ji Concubine, he directed the eternal jokes of the princes of the Beacon Fire Opera.

Ji Mo is the younger brother of Ji Gongyan, cultivated to the high and deep sky, only because it is a concubine, it is not allowed to be reused, and it is also hated by Ji Gongyan, Ji Mo saw that the building was about to fall, and the demons on the continent danced wildly, and he felt that the dead wood was difficult to support, so he led the Shu clan to live in seclusion, and soon after the death of the Youwang, although the Western Zhou Dynasty perished and the Eastern Zhou Dynasty began, but the Chinese inheritance is no longer what it was back then, and the descendants of the Ji family have slowly faded out of the big stage of the world to this day.

As an ancient family, the Ji family is different from the Mo family, has always maintained strict family rules, and often claims to be orthodox and contemptuous of the Mo family, although it has changed in modern times, but it can be seen from the Ji family's attitude towards Ji Lingjia that what is royal ruthlessness.

Since it was found out that Ji Lingjia was born with the Nine Yin Absolute Vein, and she could not live to be twenty years old at most, for such a person who could not practice and was useless and dying, whether it was Ji Rufeng, the previous head of the Ji family, or Ji Wenmo, the current head of the family and Ji Lingjia's father, they all regarded her as an abandoned child, especially after Ji Lingjia's mother died of illness, she was even more self-fending, except for the monthly monthly family children's monthly salary, as her father Ji Wenmo, she couldn't remember that she had a daughter for a few years.

There are only two people in the Ji family, Ji Congyun and Ji Lingjia, but the concubine is a huge group, and you can only blame Ji Wenmo for being too abusive. Growing up in such a family, a person with mediocre qualifications may be left in the cold palace for three years, let alone a dying person like Ji Lingjia.

She grew up in self-paralysis, maybe she will die one day, she has long been used to ignoring, looking down on everything or giving up everything, she thought that she had forgotten her sadness, forgot her grievances, just before Mo Wen came to apologize, she thought so.

But seeing Mo Wen, who is usually cold and domineering, and apologize in a low voice, she feels unprecedented respect, and can even be said to be warm, at this moment her grievances seem to burst out in an instant, not only Mo Wen's rough behavior in the afternoon, but also the numbness and crying in the first half of her life.

I don't know how long Lu Dao cried, but Ji Lingjia suddenly laughed.

"Throw the chalk head, can you think of it?" Ji Lingjia smiled as she wiped her tears.

At this moment, Ji Lingjia seems to know Mo Wen a little deeper, he is sometimes a domineering scoundrel, sometimes stingy and shameless, and even sometimes he doesn't eat oil and salt, but a person like him who can't suffer a little loss has a weakness, that is, he attaches too much importance to feelings, and such a person can't afford to owe emotional debts.

Ji Lingjia picked up the porcelain vase on the table, held it in his hand and rubbed it for a while, the tears were not dry, but there was a smile in the corner of his eyes.

"As a pure master, the old paper will teach you one thing after the most, a woman's forgiveness cannot be believed. ”

Boiling a frog in warm water can also make you die comfortably, doesn't it?

In the morning, before the cat slept and the chicken got up, Mo Wen was busy, and even Ye Xiaoxing was very interested, although the busier and more chaotic, but the father and daughter were happy.

"Girl, take the green onions. "Okay. ”

"Huh, where's the green onion?" ”

"I just asked you to remove the skin, why did you chop the whole green onion?" ”

"Okay, Lao Mo's fault, then you hand me a plate. "Crackle"

"It's good that it's not hurt, why are you still crying. "Isn't Xiaoxing useless, woo"

"Who said, didn't you see that as long as you stand here, your father will be in good spirits, besides, whose child can be as sensible as our girl, and help my father at such a young age, come and kiss one, and reward you?"

"Dad, what did you steal to eat?" Ye Xiaoxing asked, touching his oily forehead.

"Well, the Wang Ba soup stewed last night just got out of the pot in the morning, and I just tasted it. Mo asked, glancing at the Wang Ba soup that had been half tasted by himself, "Do you want to taste it too?"

"I don't want it," Ye Xiaoxing hurriedly hid to the side, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Why, it's delicious. ”

"You said last time, what you eat is what you make. Ye Xiaoxing glanced at Mo Wen weakly, very curious about what Mo Wen could make up after drinking half a pot of Wang Ba soup?

Mo Wen only felt that the world was spinning for a while, as if his head had really become that head.

This girl is too smart, as long as Mo Wen said something, she will keep it in her heart, it seems that she will have to pay attention to what she says in the future, otherwise Mo Wen is really worried that she will choke to death by what she said one day.

It's hard to finish, although the process is very tortuous, but overall it's perfect. Mo Wen looked at a table of dishes and said happily and narcissistically.

"Brother Mo, you got up so early. ”

A polite and gentle greeting made Mo Wen feel very comfortable, but he just turned his head to look at the person who spoke, and Mo Wen almost fell to the ground.

"Little aunt, were you calling me just now?" asked Mo Wen tremblingly.

"Of course. ”

Today's Ji Lingjia is different from the past, just like that day's date, dressed up in an orderly manner, the whole person is completely new, indescribably vibrant, especially the perfect facial features are all revealed, like a proud peacock, it seems that only in this way can she match her original wonderful age.

"You can call me Jiajia in the future, I'll call you Brother Mo, anyway, we are very distant relatives, and we can't count them for a long time. Ji Lingjia smiled sweetly.

Don't ask for a moment that my legs and feet are weak, Emida you are a Buddha, what is the situation? Is this girl crazy, or am I not waking up and dreaming? But Wang Ba Tang is really delicious!

"Well, wait a minute. Mo Wen raised his hands flat, and said with an innocent expression, "I'll sort it out first." ”

"What's there to sort out here, you can treat me as a buddy, you can also treat me as a sister, and of course you can treat me as the girl you have a crush on, in short, I don't care. Ji Lingjia said with the big eyes that fascinated the dead.

"Ahem" Mo asked the whole thick nerve, and was ravaged by Ji Lingjia again.

"No, you're the one I'm the one who asked," Mo Wen opened his mouth, and lowered his head incoherently, "I'd better go back to sleep first." ”

"Brother Mo, be careful of the stairs. Ji Lingjia kindly reminded in the back.

Ji Lingjia didn't say that it was okay, but as soon as he said Mo Wen, his feet suddenly became weak, and he almost rolled down the stairs, and he grabbed the handle in embarrassment before rushing upstairs.

"Bingguo," Ji Lingjia snapped his fingers, "the first battle has been won." ”

Looking back and seeing Ye Xiaoxing looking at herself strangely, Ji Lingjia blushed, walked over and bent down, wanting to pinch her little face: "Xiaoxing also got up like this, really good." ”

Ye Xiaoxing quickly dodged, then his eyes turned red, and he ran upstairs: "Dad, even if it's a dream, you can't leave me, woo woo woo"

Ji Lingjia was stunned, was she really so scary?