Chapter 115 (1/2)

CHAPTER 115

I’m YueYue’s Best Friend

(Translated by: RenRen, Edited by: Yzrahc`dryzzle, Proofread by: Strix)

“YueYue really is frank……” Ning XiangYuan spoke while staring at Jing Yue with a slight blush on her cheeks. ShangGuan LingLan also joined in teasing her, which filled the courtyard with cheers and laughter.

ShangGuan LingLan clamored about wanting to go and take a look at Jing Yue’s two gray wolves. Jing Yue naturally agreed. Unexpectedly, these two huge guys were very popular!

However, Ning XiangYuan was still afraid of these two huge guys. She could only wait in that courtyard for Jing Yue to come back. Jing Yue naturally wouldn’t make it difficult for Ning XianYuan and force her to go with them and see.

She took ShangGuan LingLan, running excitedly into the side courtyard. ShangGuan LingLan stroke Yin Jian’s body and said, “Why do I feel like your family’s gray wolf has gotten fat too?”

“……”

‘My G.o.d!!! Really is fat ah!’

Jing Yue uneasily groped Yin Jian’s hip. The originally st.u.r.dy muscles had already started to disappear. ‘If this goes on, these two wild creatures will truly become house pets!’

‘This won’t do, this won’t do……’

Jing Yue was determined not to let this dreadful thing happen. She immediately called Xing Er inside and let him go ask Xiao Chen whether or not they could go out of the city to put these two guys at the mountain behind. Raising them in the confinement of w.a.n.gfu was really not a good method.

After he received Jing Yue’s order, Xing Er left . Jing Yue and ShangGuan LingLan then started to play with Yin Jian and Yin Feng.

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Meanwhile, Ning XiangYuan was bored, sitting still in that courtyard, fiddling with the dead leaf in her hands. Just as she was thinking about why Jing Yue still hadn’t come back yet, she heard Yin Qiao’s voice coming from the courtyard gate, “Slave greets Ninth Huang Shu.”