Chapter 142: Dragon Ball (2)

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The feast hadn't been eaten, but the main family was drunk. Yu Jinnian embraced Ji Xiaohong, who seemed to retreat ten years old in an instant, and ordered Duan Ming to help him back to rest, but Ji Hong wouldn't leave anyway, and had to be with everyone. Unable to do so, Yu Jinnian untied the sachet from his waist and tied it on his finger. He patiently coaxed: "You are good, go back to bed first, wait for the medicine in the capsule to dissipate, and I will come back."
Ji Hong tilted his head and thought for a while, clutching the medicine pouch in his hand and nodding his head confusedly, then he followed Duan Ming back to his room.
Min Mao said strangely: "It turns out that Ji San was so drunk and obedient. I wonder if I could take the opportunity to ask him to give me a poem ..." Before he finished, Yu Jinnian was the first to burst into shock. "I knew that he was blamed."
"What do I call a scourge!" Min Mao grieved.
Min Xuefei didn't wake up too much, patting the table and saying, "Let your second sister-in-law give you! He's drawing orchids well!" Min Mao immediately heard the words and promised to hand over a vegetarian fan happily. , Looking forward to his second sister-in-law's ink treasure, Min Xuefei inserted the fan into her shirt, raised her chin and said, "Wait!"
Yu Jinnian thought, if Min Mao knew in the future, the "second sister-in-law" who gave him a fan is the "notorious" power-roots branch, and I don't know how to beat his chest.
Without mentioning the bustle of the car, Ji Hong was backed by Duan Ming back to the room. At the door, he drove the person back and pushed the door in. The medicine pouch that Yu Jinnian gave him was firmly held in the palm of his hand. He took two steps to put it under his nose and sniffed it. His cold brows were slightly wrinkled, and he seemed to be dissatisfied with its strong smell.
If anyone else doesn't know, look at the appearance, where can you see the straight back, the face is handsome and handsome, the handsome son of the side, the inside has long been confused into a mess.
He returned to the room, sat at the outside table for a while, took a nap unconsciously, and then woke up, the candle oil in the lampshade in front of him fell lightly, and the feet were bright and bright, and the moon was like silver. Ji Hongying shook his hand, and the wave of light was faint, as if he were really holding a handful of moonlight. He took a light tick and took the moonlight into his arms, wanting to show it to someone.
Thinking about it in his heart, he heard a sound inside, he turned around and looked at it, beckoned "Jin Nian", and stumbled towards the light with a light. To the bedside, a thin skinny leg stretched out from the quilt, and Yuyu still hung down on the edge of the couch, and the green clothes slipped to the ground, and a few traces of medicinal fragrance oozed between the messes.
Ji Hong stooped down and opened the bed to get close to his little medicine fairy.
Unexpectedly, a hand protruded, knocked out his lamp, and climbed up with his backhand. He shouted "Shizi" against his ear and said softly: "You hurt me carefully."
Suddenly in front of him, Ji Hong only smelled a breath in front of him. Unlike the medicinal fragrances of just the clothes, Ji Hong was full of inferior fat powder, and a kind of coquettishness that could be felt without opening his eyes. His little medicine fairy is clever and cute, and sometimes shy. Most of the time he is hearty and brisk. He has a kind of gentleness that is not expressive, and is a teenager who can match the bright moonlight.
Rather than this ... inferior goods at this moment.
Not to mention, his teenager will never turn off the lights without warning because he knows he is afraid of darkness.
Ji Hong stretched his hand violently, grabbed the other person's neck, his hands were not light and heavy, and slammed him towards the head of the bed. His head hit the wooden head of the bed, making a "bang" loud noise, and threw the man straight. , Staring at Venus, for a long time did not return.
The fragile neck bone was tightened a little bit under Ji Hong's hands. With a painful moan in the bed, Ji Hong became more and more sober, but he did not let go. Yu Xu kicked his legs and feet, and a huge sense of near death rushed up the back of the spine, making his hands and feet cold for a moment, and his eyes were dim. The poisonous snake is to take advantage of this darkness and strangle him directly here.
He finally felt scared, as if the prey fell into the trap of the hunter, and struggled hard for it.
"Just because he wants to give you a chance, so no matter how much you toss about it, I can bear it." Ji Hong's lines didn't move, although Jiujin gradually dispersed a little under his anger, but still fumigated his mind, his hands Although it was more stable, the opening was more merciless than usual, and it was even more fierce. The words seemed to be forced out by words.
"But if you want to move his stuff, it."