Chapter 701: Ye Family Mother Woman

Fortunately, the other two had facial paralysis properties. No matter how surprised they were, they also had good and quick response capabilities, so Song Ye did not show surprise.
"Good morning, my name is Song Ling." Song Ye nodded and said hello, his eyes did not look directly at each other.
"Yeah." Ye Lingyin's face was faint and there was not much change. She just stretched her neck to touch Song Ye's face when she raised her hand.
The latter subconsciously tilted his head to avoid it, while smelling Ye Lingyin's familiar taste from her body, her brows frowned, and her neck was cold when she returned to God.
The girl's white wrist was holding a Swiss army knife, and the cold blade touched Song Ye's skin, and she would severely cut off the aorta.
Only with this shot, Song Ye knew that the opponent was a wind power, and he was much faster at shooting than other people, but it was not impossible to escape.
"Did anyone teach you the rules when entering the door? Here, who is your master and who gave you the courage to avoid me?" Ye Lingyin's suppressed cold voice faintly carried a hint of irritability, a delicate face was wrinkled Brows destroy beauty.
Song Ye had never seen such a stingy expression on his face, and for a while felt awkward, and felt something was wrong.
Her finger moved slightly, and she just wanted to fight back, but she stretched out her hand and caught Ye Lingyin's wrist more quickly. The young boy's indifferent voice sounded, "Miss, the owner is still waiting."
The juvenile slender fingers were strong and resolute. They were ironed in the heart like a soldering iron. Ye Lingyin's cheeks were red, and his eyebrows were softened instantly. "Well, listen to Anmu."
Immediately, Ye Lingyin took the saber away, tilted his head and looked at Song Ye with a cold face, thinking about it, "I'm going with you. I like Song Ling and want her to be my playmate."
I like Song Ling.
This innocent and romantic little girl confession is not strange to say from whoever mouth, but when you hear it from a person who has just held a knife, you can't help but feel weird.
But her eyes were so pure, how sincere this confession was.
Anmu pursed his lips, didn't say much, but still led the way.
In the back, Ye Lingyin walked side by side with Song Ye, the former playing with a saber, and the latter staring contemplatively.
At the front of the main hall, the maid led a few people into it. The style of the decoration in the hall was also very bright. There was even a European style, and the beautiful view of Ye in a deep purple fishtail skirt was still leaning on the sofa for afternoon tea.
Seeing Song Ye enter the door, she raised her eyebrows and smiled lightly, "Hehe, here. Let me take a few steps forward."
The woman's lazy voice was carried with a touch of majesty, like the Lafayette in the deep palace, where her words could not be resisted.
Song Ye's eyes moved forward a few steps, revealing a look of pock and half of his face, which was very unsightly.
She felt the wind rolling in the air, and then she seemed to have a big invisible hand raised her chin, forcing her to face the woman on the sofa, "Well, good blanks, bad on a face, unfortunately .Looking at it this way, it's not that amazing. "
After carefully examining for a while, Ye Meijing retracted her hand and said a bit disgustingly. She also wanted to find the familiar feeling on the high platform today, but at the moment, she could not find any trace.
My heart suddenly felt a bit boring. Ye Meimei waved her hand and lost her interest. "Just follow Anmo first, and then go out to perform the task later, Shao family ..."
Speaking of which, she raised her eyebrows and looked at the girl in front of her, and raised a sneer at the corner of her mouth, "If you let me find out that you have anything to do with Shao's family, I will let you taste the powder taste."
In that tone, there was the unmistakable murderous force.
"Yes, the owner." Song Ye responded, thinking to himself that Ye Meimei should be a wind power, like Ye Lingyin, but not quite like the Ye family.
Because the family members of the Ye family are said to be mostly those with special abilities, such as the Five Elements, their abilities are not high, so their status in the Ye family is not high.
When thinking like this, Ye Lingyin on the one hand opened his mouth. "Mother, I want to ask you for Song Ling and serve as a personal maid."
Facing Ye Meijing, Ye Lingyin, who is a daughter, still has the previous impetuousness, shrinks her head, and speaks softly, like a kitten.
"Waitress?" Ye Meimei looked at her for the first time from the moment she entered the door, but she was displeased with her eyebrows. "It's enough to stay with you silently."
The implication is not to agree.
It seemed that Ye Meijing would reject herself, Ye Lingyin's delicate face showed a surprised look, and then for a moment to the upper Ye Meijing's pupils, she seemed to have done something wrong, and she became overwhelmed. expression.
I do n’t know what happened. Ye Meijing said she would do it. She waved her arm, and there was no wind in the air. Ye Lingyin was struck by a force. The whole person slammed into the wall.
"Hmm ..." Ye Lingyin fell on the floor, her body curled up in pain.
Ye Meimei not only did not feel distressed, but her expression became more and more severe. "Roll me back to the room to study hard, and if you don't manage your emotions well, don't go out."
A mother hits her daughter with such a heavy hand, not because the daughter is asking too much for making trouble, but just because she has not managed her emotions.
Song Ye's heart was slightly surprised, and he looked up at the side of An An, and found that the latter had a quiet face and a habitual appearance. Obviously, Ye Meimei's completely different attitude towards Ye Lingyin's predecessors was not once or twice.
Hidden in the courtyard of this deep house is the cruelty and sorrow under the appearance of affection.
That's right, watching Ye Lingyin stand up with pain and stand up and retreat, the thin and thin figure is embarrassed, Song Ye only feels sad.
Exiting from the main hall, the room door was closed, while measuring the strength of Ye Meijing in her mind, she was using the power to detect the situation in the room.
Ye Meimei is questioning, and from the lip, Song Ye can determine the content.
"Did anyone find it?" Ye Meijing asked.
"Not yet." The boy replied, looking down.
Ye Meimei straightened her body in anger, and scented the tea in her hand all over the young man's face. The Song family? "
Qin family? Song family? Outside the door, Song Ye frowned slightly, staring at An Mo's mouth, trying to get the exact answer.
"The Song family and the Qin family are in Beijing. The people sent out last time touched the military of Country Z. It is not good to do it now."