Bamboo Horse Strawberry Flavor

Chapter 123 Vinegar

After a few seconds of silence, the woman raised her long and narrow eyes arrogantly, and pursed her picturesque lips, "Speak."

Ji Shumo: Noble and glamorous face
The little girl smiled and bent her eyes, revealing two sharp white canine teeth, and secretly made a yes gesture.

Holding Her Lady Queen's thigh tightly, she didn't need to work hard to find Qin Yi and her younger brother, as long as her mother gave instructions, it would not be easy to rescue Qin Shiyue.

After quickly explaining the ins and outs of the future, Nan Yu stared at Ji Shumo eagerly, her clear eyes were watery.

The corner of her beautiful mouth twitched, and the woman gave her precious daughter a sideways glance, "That's all?"

Nan Yu nodded honestly.

Glancing at Qin Yi who was following Nan Yu with his head bowed, Ji Shumo didn't say a word, his long and narrow phoenix eyes were raised, with a strong sense of laziness.

She didn't say whether she would help or not, but she just walked unhurriedly with her long legs, and the woman's suit was casually hung on her shoulders. This lazy and evil look was simply A.

Nan Yu and Qin Yi followed Ji Shumo obediently, like two little followers.

*
I went out of the door of the night and got into the car.

Qin Yi glanced at the night behind him, hesitation and worry flickered in the soft Liu Ye eyes, and then she was dragged into the car by Nanyu.

There was a moment of silence in the carriage.

Ji Shumo unbuttoned the collar of his shirt, loosened his tie, and hung his suit jacket casually on his shoulders. The shirt was beautiful and straight, without any wrinkles.

She took a cigarette in one hand, lifted the lid of the lighter, bit the slender cigarette with her delicate red lips and lit it, her beautiful eyes narrowed, her delicate and beautiful eyebrows were misty, charming and abstinent.

Nan Yu: "Mommy, smoking is not good!"

The little girl blinked her eyes and persuaded obediently.

The woman glanced at her, with a noble and cold face, and said coolly: "Shut up, little girl, even your father dare not control me."

Nan Yu obediently kept her mouth shut.

dictatorship!tyrant!
The girl only dared to complain silently in her heart and kiss her mommy.

Holding Ji Shumo's curly hair with her soft little hands, Nanyu smiled and said with a frown, blinking her eyes, "Mommy, what about Qin Yi's younger brother..."

Slapping Nanyu's hand away arrogantly, the woman stubbed out the cigarette in her hand, "What's the rush, I'll see you soon."

The little girl was not annoyed by being slapped away, and sat back obediently.Hearing this, Qin Yi gradually let go of his hanging heart.

*
Ji Shumo took the two of them to a garden villa, which was her residence in S city.

Nan Yu took Qin Yi's wrist and walked in, Ji Shumo followed behind them, the corner of the woman's lips tugged, "Your brother is in the guest room."

Hearing this, Nan Yu hurriedly dragged Qin Yi to the second floor, opened the door and saw a boy sleeping soundly in the bedroom.

"Here, why is he asleep?" Nan Yu asked.

Ji Shumo stood at the door, leaning on the door frame with folded arms, and lazily said, "I was afraid that he would make noise, so I took a tranquilizer directly."

Nan Yu: "..."

Well, that's exactly how her mommy does it!
This matter has come to an end, the girl yawned, relieved, and naturally sleepy.

What she didn't know was that an oolong she made caused someone who was thousands of miles away to almost shut herself off.

Gu Yange stared at a photo on the phone, those beautiful and cold eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

The girl in the photo was leaning against the corner of the wall, her beautiful eyes were slightly lowered, and a man in a black shirt stretched out an arm to support her shoulder.

The young man only felt that a string called reason in his mind was broken.

He dropped the mobile phone in his hand, smashed it against the wall, and shattered it to pieces.

He tugged at his neckline, his delicate and clear eyebrows were full of hostility, and those eyes were almost pure black, a color that couldn't be melted away by thick ink.

Go fucking let go, go fucking forbearance.

(End of this chapter)