Chapter 161： Ji Jialai (2) (1/2)
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The monsoon smoke got up and wiped his hands, and smiled: ”Since it is here, I will look at you.”
After all, the monsoon smoke called Yang Lan, and went to the front hall with Linghe.
In the front hall, sitting on a beautiful teenager and a beautiful girl, the gorgeous wear of the two, slightly inconsistent with the beautiful scenery of the city, standing behind several guards, one by one Tighten the chest, no one in sight.
Zuo Nuo squinted and gave tea to the teenager and the girl, and stood aside, not willing to say a word.
”This is the quarter town? It is just like this. Isn't the monsoon smoke a city owner here? How can I still live in this ragged place?” The gorgeous girl, who was disgusted in the simple hall, had a tone. For disdain.
The teenager sipped a sip of tea and did not answer.
The girl frowned and said: ”Mu Baige, you are looking at this place... The monsoon smoke is so big and bold, knowing that we are here, but also dragging three to not show up, in the end is away The season, the courage to fatten?”
The girl's words were introduced into the ears of the guards such as Zuo Nuo, and suddenly the face of a dry guard was sunk.
Ji Mubai, who was entangled in a girl, put down the cup in his hand. On the handsome face, he smiled a little helplessly, and he calmly and comfortably said: ”Well, we are not here to play, why care about it here, love You are resistant to the temper.”
The disappointment of the season is a slap in the mouth. ”Mu Baige is a good temper. I want to say that the stupid girl of the monsoon smoke is worthy of being a hunter. Our children in the quarter are not better than her. She did not care about the embarrassment, but it was a cheap one, even the old one was saved.”
The seasons were unobtrusive, and the faces of Zuo Nuo and others were instantly sunk to the bottom of the valley. Their eyes suddenly turned to the unspeakable seasons, and the fists clenched on the side.
”What are you? What are you, but a group of dogs that are next to Ji Ji, now that there is no season, and Baba’s stupid goods with the monsoon smoke, do you really think that there is still a day to come? I tell you, Like the monsoon smoke...”
”How am I?”
In the midst of the season, the sound of the monsoon smoke interrupted her unfinished words.