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"What do you think of the marriage?" The young master spoke suddenly.

He raised his eyes and touched the deep eyebrows of the young master. He wanted to open his mouth and say, "no, no, the young master can only be mine."

However, Mo Zhu felt guilty. For Bai tingxue's daring to marry Jiang Lang, Jiang Lang asked him for his opinion, but he couldn't find any words to refute.

He has harmed the young master for 14 years. He can't drag the rest of his life. It is absolutely necessary for a person in charge to have no children all his life.

Mo Zhu whispered: "delivered to the door, young master, why not The white lady is also good-looking and has a good temper. And the eldest young master... "

"I told you, I can't be said to be compatible with others." Jiang languo wrung his eyebrows and looked at the man who was duplicity.

Silence for a while, Mo Zhu ear sigh, is the young master's voice, he said: "you always let me happy, but also lost."

Hearing the sound, the heart of Mo Zhu is dull, acid and painful.

Jiang languid to that still depends on the white listen snow that refuses to walk, no longer good words to persuade. "If Miss Bai doesn't leave, then I can only ask Qin team to come over."

Qin Jing was promoted recently. She knew that she got her fame from the Jiang family scandal. But I don't know that Jiang Lang doesn't mind Qin Jing. Instead, he wants him to drive himself away.

What a shame.

Bai tingxue couldn't sit still, "brother Jiang, you can't take my face into consideration. Should I have this matter verbally first?"

"I have happy people, and I will not say anything that makes him uncomfortable verbally." Jiang languid deep voice.

Mo Zhu's mood is changing rapidly. The red house on the left chest is now beating wildly from the acid.

"Let's go, Miss Bai. Don't wait for the servants to throw your things away. You will lose face." Jiang languid words fall, direct toward the person beside the week made eyes.

After thinking about it, before she could understand, she saw that the servant of the Jiang family had already started. Bai tingxue got up and said, "OK!"

That group of people swaggered to come, and left in a hurry.

Jiang languo did not look at the bamboo again, went back to his room, but also angry to lock the door. It's like a child, stuck in the quilt.

"Young master..." The black bamboo followed, panting. The recovery of the young master's pace is too big, he can catch up with the trot.

Thinking that the young master hasn't eaten anything today, Mo Zhu bravely pushes open the door of the young master's house at the risk of being driven out by the young master.

Mo Zhu slightly frowns, push again, really can't push. He stood outside the door for a long time.

And then there's footwork.

At this time, Jiang languo quickly got off the bed and pushed open the door, but he couldn't see the figure of Mo Zhu.

This man, can't you coax him. One more word, and he'll be coaxed.

Jiang languo was calm, shrugged and pulled his head and turned around. The rainy mood was gone.

The people in the room were taking things out of the food box and said, "fortunately, the food box is very confidential, and the porridge is still warm. Young master, eat first and fill up your stomach. I have ordered the kitchen to do it. "

Jiang languo comes over and looks at the ink bamboo with his angry face on purpose. Slowly hum: "I've locked the door, how did you get in."

Mo Zhu with a vague said: "climb, climb the window."

"Little bamboo, become a thief." Jiang languo sat down and said solemnly. Under the table, he was very coquettish.