MTL - There’s A Beauty-Chapter 19 Forty thousand

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Seeing the young man standing still, the middle-aged servant woman bowed her knees and pleaded guilty to Ada and Aer, who guarded the courtyard. The old slave came to apologize. "

Offended the three princes, but he didn't come, but sent an old woman without a face and a face. This slap was really hard. Ada and A Er don't even let her in, even killing her heart with a stab. No need to ask, the only person who offended the master was Wang Tianyou. This wife is a slave of the Wang family.

What is the king's master? A humble person who can be settled casually by a slave? Although you know that the other party is just using excuses as an excuse, the purpose is to inquire about his own life, but still very angry. He did not dare to walk over, and picked up many stones on the spot, smashing them one by one, and smashed the old lady into a rattle.

"Take you!" After a few laps, I finally found a brick at the corner of the table. He threw it if he didn't want it. Not only did the wife spit out, but even Ah Da and Ah Er jumped a few strides away.

"Yeah, look at it, don't smash yourself." A Da complained, but his eyes were full of smiles. In order to prevent the Shangshufu from tearing his face, he could not raise a knife to kill people, but a few times of it were enough to vent their anger.

How come the rushers are so naive? Ji Changye listened to all directions and looked at the six roads. He was naturally clear about the things outside the hospital. He held a chess piece for a long time, and shook his head at the end, smirking again and again.

"This little friend is very funny." Xuan Ming also laughed and looked at the teenager deeply.

After driving away the wife, Youyi continued to make pastries. After a scent of incense, people came out of the courtyard again, but she was a wonderful young girl and an old lady, who reported that she was Mrs. Wang and Ms. Wang Er. Shang Shufu Lao Fengjun came to visit, Ji Changye had to get up and treat guests. Master Xuanming intended to leave, but was left by an old friend's eyes, and the two accompanied Lao Fengjun to scrutinize and talk about Zen.

When the old lady walked by, there was a clear feeling that the other side's gaze was full of inquiries. He touched his beautiful face, and already guessed why. I have never met since birth, but I can recognize it at a glance, probably because I look too much like my mother, and if I look closely at that wonderful young girl, she is similar to myself.

Sitting with Lao Fengjun for a short while, the girl pretended to leave, and saw the white-skinned, eyebrow-painted teenager under the shade of the green, pretending to be unknowingly, "Which little master are you from, I see you are very good." When the three princes recognized this man as a righteous brother, it can be seen that there must be something extraordinary in his history, and he must inquire clearly.

"I'm from Ji Changye's house." There was Ben who didn't want to deal with the girl, but when she saw the pair of ghost boys sitting on her shoulders before, biting her eyes and biting her throat, her expression was very stupid, and then she became interested. However, the girl seemed to be wearing some evil-proof treasures, so that the ghost boy could not help her, and she was bounced off by invisible power whenever she bit her skin.

The girl was choked by this nonsense, and the sweet smile on her face was slightly twisted. Ji Changye, who was sitting by the window, couldn't help but be able to suppress the smile on his throat for a long time. "I'm from Ji Changye's house." How could this sound so pleasing to the ear? He looked down, stroking the corner of his mouth inadvertently, with a long aftertaste in his heart.

The girl adjusted her stiff expression and continued to test, "I mean, which one did you originally belong to? My mother is from Liangzhou, and I see that you are so good, maybe we have met before."

"Oh." Auntie nodded and picked up a sticky rice cake slowly.

Oh what? You should say a few more words! How can you let me go down like this? The girl was anxious to stand up, but she could not bear it. This face was so strange but so familiar that she felt hated and itchy when she saw it.

After setting her mind, she smiled strongly, "What's your surname? Where is your ancestor? There are many scenic spots in Shanghai. If you feel lonely, you can invite my brother and them out to play. He always admires talented people, you and him He is quite old, but his talent is far above him. He must be very happy to receive your worship. "

Relying on the unremarkable looks, the girl has always been unfavorable. She never thought that she would not be able to put out even a few words, unless this person really has a relationship with the royal family and already knows her life. However, he already knew why not visit the Song family at Ganye Temple? It stands to reason that he is already the righteous brother of the three princes, and even if there is nothing to do with the royal family, it is not difficult to help the Song family.

The girl kept tempting and complimenting her mouth, but she kept guessing.

"Who is your elder brother?" You Xi asked knowingly.

"My elder brother is Wang Tianyou, who was with you before. He was able to write poems when he was three years old, and he was able to do so when he was five years old." The girl raised her jaw slightly, her expression proud. If the elder brother were not so smart and capable, the old lady and the old lady would not agree to force Song away and help the mother be his wife. Of course, such exaggeration also has the purpose of stimulating the young man and observing his reaction. If you are really the debt collector and you already know your life, how can you endure being taken away by a bitch? He is only fifteen years old and must show some clues.

The young girl guessed right, and you really can't stand her talk, but it's not because of her life experience. Youyi's attitude towards life is very casual, but it can be said that he is careless and heartless, but he can't stand the comparison of IQ with others. Who is he? He is the only three of the million survivors who have the super brain power and the youngest potential. The girl can say anything, but she cannot tell how smart Wang Tianyou is.

Huh, the class is axe-ridden and laughed! There was a slander in her heart, and her lips couldn't help but choke up, interrupting the rushing girl. "So that you know, that scripture is only a game made when I was six years old."

The girl seemed to be choked by her throat, her face flushed and difficult to speak. After a long delay, she said coldly, "This boy, there should be a limit to the joke, don't you know that you are full of losses and benefit from humility ..."

"This sentence is exactly what I want to give you. Full stroke damage, your brother should be very bad at this moment, you should buy him some medicine for internal injuries soon. I saw him frustrated when he lost his fight and threw away Leaving my sleeves is not like love but life, but more like jealousy and jealousy. It should be noted that there are countless capable people in the world. If he always does this, he will be mad sooner or later. "Youzheng Zhenger nodded in eight classics.

The girl was sullen, but the two little devils sitting on her shoulders covered her mouth and giggled, very happy.

The old Fengjun inside the house was also paying attention to the conversation between the two. Hearing this statement was both annoying and embarrassing, he immediately rose to leave. Ji Changye sent the ancestors and Master Xuanming away and squeezed the lips of the young boy's toot and laughed, "I have a family who not only speaks sweet words, but it is also very pungent to talk about people. Say, you Zhang Xiao-how the mouth is so long, it's for this reason that Dao only likes sweet and spicy food. "

Youji blinked and her expression was innocent.

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How did the Wang family guess when they went back? His biggest threat is still the wicked ghost. This time, Li Gui has not appeared for three consecutive months, and every time he disappears, he will try to kill mortal people, thus gaining yang and resentment. When he comes back, it will be another disaster.

Some dare not dare to carelessly, after thinking and thinking, still decide to start with the youth.

That night, he shrank in the corner of the bed and closed his eyes to pretend to sleep, and when he heard the sound of drums, he secretly opened the quilt and sat next to the youth. He first got closer to observe the other person's sleeping appearance, and then extended a finger, poked at the other person's cheek, and whispered in his mouth, "Did you fall asleep? Master? Master?"

After being reckoned, Ji Changye sleeps unsteadily for a long time, and will wake up with a little movement, and then he can hardly sleep. However, holding the young man has never been more at ease, he can often dream without a night and get up at night. Even so, he had to wake up twice in a row, and he had to wake up, intending to ask, but was curious by the young ghostly act, and quickly slowed his breath to pretend that he didn't know.

Youth is best at camouflage, and if he does not want it, no one can see it in his face. Youshou got closer and closer, and after a close observation for a long time, finally came to a conclusion-the master, as always, slept heavily.

The teenager's rapid breathing was sprayed on his face, hot, some itching-itching and some crisp-numbing, which made Ji Changye feel weird, and his heartbeat couldn't stop faster.

Your heartbeat is fast, and your face is full of tangled colors. Naturally, Long Jing didn't dare to think about it, but Long Qi had to take a few sips. Otherwise, when the master's identity was restored and he began to go to the dynasty, he would only leave in Beijing for a month or two, and most ghosts had the opportunity to kill himself.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to do this." He folded his hands and worshiped religiously.

Ji Changye was shocked in her heart, and could not help thinking of many conspiracies. Sorry, how can you do something that is sorry to me? What does he want to do? Assassination? Did I believe the wrong person again? The monstrous anger and deep sorrow turned and stirred in the chest, so Ji Changye once again realized what it meant to be heartbreaking and unbearable. This is the child he raised up, and he is the only loved one he recognizes. What is wrong with him?

But the next second, a warm, soft, thin lip with pastry aroma covered his lips, making him momentarily stiff and blank.

Youyi was so nervous that she didn't feel the abnormality of the youth. He didn't know how to breathe Longqi, and he hurriedly touched and parted, and apologized again, "I'm sorry, I really don't want to do this." Then he leaned down slowly, with youthful beautiful lips.

It's definitely not possible to touch it. "Suck the dragon gas", as the name implies, there must be a "suck" action. When I thought about it, my lips had touched each other, and my heart was like a cymbal drum, but I still stuck my tongue firmly to pry the teeth of the youth.

Ji Changye has been completely stunned. When the teenager's slippery tongue penetrated into the mouth, he couldn't move. There was only one thought in his mind, and that was-sweet. Sweeter than you think, sweeter than drinking a full jar of honey!

Someone penetrated into the young man's mouth unhindered, and did not dare to stir the other's tongue, and only gently, little by little, sucked out the saliva from his mouth. This can also be regarded as Longjin, although there is a word difference with Long Jing, but the effect should not be much worse. 2k novel reading network