Chapter 236

Du Cao's eyes turned, and then he said with a smile, "you're wise. The grass people really have some small things to help."

Wang Zhishan was just being polite, but he didn't expect that this weed would climb along the pole. He felt funny in his heart, but he was serious on his face: "what do you want?"

In fact, it doesn't matter. Ducao just wants to put his plaque here for case study.

After speaking out his own ideas, Wang Zhishan felt some novelty, but after novelty, it turned into shock.

Although the child seemed to say it casually, it seemed to be unnecessary.

But if it is really implemented, it will greatly improve the darkness of shopping malls.

Think of here, Wang Zhishan looked at Du Cao's eyes, and a bit more exploration.

This child, young, where on earth come from so many ideas?

"That's what you think?" Wang Zhishan stares into Du Cao's eyes and wants to know whether it is the girl's own talent or whether there are other experts behind her.

As an official for many years, Wang Zhishan's eyes are still sharp.

However, duckweed is not an ordinary 10-year-old child, so he is not afraid at all, and nodded his head in a humble way: "it's what I think, my Lord. Please help me."

Wang Zhishan is also * heard such a request, looked at the master: "go to do it."

It's not human work, OK?

The master is very aggrieved. He has never made such a document before.

Du Cao is a kind-hearted little cotton padded jacket, so he hurried forward to talk with the master, and then he took the document with satisfaction and laughed sweetly at Wang Zhishan: "thank you, my Lord. You love the people like children. You will be promoted step by step in the future."

"You ghost girl, the mouth is very sweet, OK, go back quickly, don't let your grandmother worry about you." Wang Zhishan waved his hand in a good mood.

Du Cao turned his eyes, and then came to Wang Zhishan's side: "my Lord, this is a little bit of grass people's heart, please don't dislike it and accept it."

"What is it?" Looking at the delicate small box handed over by Du Cao, Wang Zhishan was a little curious. It was fragrant.

"It's called baihuami. It's made from more than 100 kinds of flowers. It tastes fresh and delicious. Adults can give it to their favorite people. The girl must like it. Of course, adults can keep it if they like it." The raspberry grinned and his eyes were pure.

Is this child really only eleven years old?

Wang Zhishan looked at the cunning light in Du Cao's eyes, some doubts.

This smart picture is even more familiar.

"Are you really sun Guixiang's own daughter?" Wang Zhishan looked at Du Cao's face carefully. He felt that a woman like sun Guixiang could not have such a daughter.

Du Cao's eyes, naughty blinked: "she said it is."

With that, he stepped back and blessed his body: "my Lord, the grass people are leaving."

Wang Zhishan holds the honey in his hand and looks at the duckweed skipping away. He frowns slightly. Where has he seen this face?

Why so familiar? But I can't remember.

Du Cao knew that his face was a living sign. Those who had seen Mrs. Mu would mutter whenever they saw her.

However, Wang Zhishan is only the magistrate of ningzhou city. I don't think he has met Mrs. mu?

No, if you haven't seen it, why is the exploration in your eyes?

Think of here, Du grass some irritable, want to live in peace, it is really difficult.

"Grass

Ji Shumo has been guarding outside. When he just heard the scream, he almost rushed in directly. If it wasn't for Bai Yu's death, he might have been inside by this time.

"Grass, are you ok? Did they hit you? " Ji Lyric Mo came over, nervous to check the body of the Du grass, for fear of Du grass by a trace of injury.

Looking at Ji's flustered appearance, Du Cao's heart was warm. When he was in it just now, he didn't feel it, but now he was wronged.

Unpromising red eyes, stuffy said: "don't worry, I'm ok."

"You scared the hell out of me." Ji Shumo hugged Du Cao tightly: "I thought, I thought..."

Bai Yu stands at the back, don't look over his face in a hurry, don't look at him if he's not polite!

Du Cao accidentally found that Ji Lyric ink's body was shaking: "little ink? Are you okay? I'm fine. I'm really fine. ""I thought I was going to lose you."

Ji's voice choked.

In his life, he didn't have much time, but he lost a lot of things. At the age of 14, he couldn't bear to lose any more.

"Fool, I just came to make it clear. It's OK."

Du Cao patted Ji Lyric ink's back gently, the voice is gentle, to show comfort.

For a long time, Ji Lyric ink just come back to God, embarrassed don't go to face, don't want to let Du grass see his tears.

"Little mo, you are a big boy. You can't cry all the time." Du Cao gently touched Ji's hair, as if to coax a child.

Since the day I met Du Cao, Ji Lyric Mo has found that this little girl is always so young and mature. She is clearly a ten-year-old girl. She is very experienced in speaking and doing things.

But sometimes, it's innocent. I really can't see clearly.

"Look at me stupidly, what do you think? Let's go. It's time for us to go back. " Du Cao shakes and laughs in front of Ji xumo's eyes.

Look around warily, for fear that there are people with bad intentions around.

Ji Lyric ink this just returned to God, holding Du Cao's hand, straight toward Mo Cao Xuan.

As soon as he entered the door, Ji xumo pressed Du CaO on the door, then bullied him and kissed Du Cao's lips heavily.

Du Cao was shocked by the sudden enthusiasm. He couldn't believe his eyes and looked at Ji Lyric Mo: "Xiao Mo, you're not taking medicine, are you?"

This dead girl can really destroy the atmosphere.

Ji Shumo's enthusiasm dissipated in the words of Du Cao.

Let go of the duckweed and blushed: "I'm sorry, I scared you. I just, just..."

"Xiao Mo, I'm not afraid. I'll be fine." How can Du Cao not know what Ji Shumo is afraid of?

"I will always accompany you, accompany you to the peak, accompany you to get back everything, will not leave you, you will not lose me, you do not worry."

Du Cao holds Ji Shumo's hand and is extremely devout.

"Grass." Ji Shumo looks at Du Cao's attentive eyes, whispering, with a bit of ambiguity, with a bit of confusion.

Cough, cough.

Du Cao found that Ji Lyric Mo's eyes began to be confused, so he quickly turned away: "well, I'm tired after tossing for so long, you go out first, I want to sleep for a while."

"I watch you sleep." Ji Shumo is reluctant to leave, holding the hand of Du Cao.

Do you sleep with me or with me?