"You...guess?" Ji Wanrong looked at him with wide eyes and a tentative grin.
Mo Jiecheng looked at her appearance and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Could it be that you are praising me to Miss Zhou?"
Although Mo Jiecheng was just guessing, he felt in his heart that he was already inseparable.
Although he felt extremely heavy today, he recalled everything he had done today in detail.
Today's performance must be remarkable in Ji Wanrong's eyes, not to mention that Ji Wanrong deliberately asked him at this moment...
This must be the so-called love between husband and wife!
After Ji Wanrong heard this, he realized that Mo Jiecheng had just listened to his name and didn't hear anything else clearly.
When she thought of this, she breathed a long sigh of relief.
Feeling Mo Jiecheng's burning eyes still wandering on her face, Ji Wanrong tried her best to force out a smile: "Your Majesty is so smart! You guessed it right! I just praised you to Zhou Zhiruo! "
Mo Jiecheng was so proud that he crossed his arms over his chest and raised his chin high to the sky: "What did you praise me to her about? Do you want me to hear it?"
The smile on Ji Wanrong's face froze, and then he gritted his teeth: "I praise you. You are different from ordinary people. There is an animalistic nature in your movements, which is terrifying."
Mo Jiecheng smiled softly, and the gloom on his face softened slightly at this moment: "It must be the kind of animality that only the jungle wolf king has."
Ji Wanrong closed his eyes and nodded hurriedly, but then he heard Mo Jiecheng's voice sounded again: "What else? What else have you praised me for?"
Ji Wanrong gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and then looked up at him and smiled: "Zhou Zhiruo also said that you are tall and mighty, and you can be seen standing in the woods."
"I also praise you...your mouth is different from others."
"Oh?" Mo Jiecheng's expression was a bit humble, but his back became straighter and straighter, and he looked more confident. He raised his eyebrows slightly, "In your eyes, I don't even know how to speak. Different from others?"
Ji Wanrong nodded with a serious expression: "I think it is very vital."
What a unique compliment!
Could it be that his mouth and kissing her gave her the urge to have children for herself, so it was called alive?
Mo Jiecheng couldn't help but glance at Ji Wanrong. He obviously didn't expect her to think so highly of him. He asked again: "Tell me in detail, what is so good about my mouth?"
Ji Wanrong's chest rose and fell suddenly, but she still couldn't help but punch him: "It's good after all. Don't ask so many questions. Chongzhou was already waiting in front of the carriage and almost fell asleep."
When Chongzhou heard Ji Wanrong mention his name, he silently lowered his ears.
He also wanted to know where the life force came from in his master's mouth?
Could it be that the master has a tough mouth? The mouth is harder than iron, so it looks stubborn and full of vitality?
After being punished by Ji Wanrong's punch, the two of them got into the carriage.
After Ji Wanrong sat firmly in the carriage, he looked at Mo Jiecheng's face, which was so flattered by his praise, that he spoke while the iron was hot: "I didn't mean to keep you waiting just now."
"It's just that my brother had a conflict with Ji Chengde. My brother said that he would never be friends with him and wanted to change his name to his mother's name, so it was delayed for some time."
When Mo Jiecheng heard the news, his eyes widened and he was obviously shocked: "Ling Xiao used to have a good temper and was called a Confucian general on the battlefield. If he were to take the initiative to sever the relationship. I’m afraid what my father-in-law said is really not pleasant to hear.”
Ji Wanrong was a little surprised when she saw that Mo Jiecheng knew Ji Lingxiao like this, so she continued: "Since my brother became disabled, life in the mansion has been very depressing. So I also want him to take advantage of this opportunity to move out of the mansion. , I will go out in person to find a yard for him in a few days."
Upon hearing this reason, Mo Jiecheng naturally nodded in agreement.
However, he looked at Ji Wanrong very alertly: "I can send someone to help you find it. You don't need to trouble some inexplicable people."
"Grandma gave me the land deed, so naturally she chose a courtyard to live in. What other mysterious people are there?" Ji Wanrong frowned, really confused.
Mo Jiecheng snorted coldly and did not answer: "There is no best!"
Ji Wanrong was too lazy to pay attention to him. Thinking of what happened in Wutong Garden, he approached Mo Jiecheng again and asked a very serious question.
"When you were standing in the yard and watching, did you think that Ji Liangxing and Ji Chengde looked different? Although Ji Chengde was a drunkard, he was also suave when he was young. Ji Liangxing had squinty eyes, which was similar to anyone in the family. Nothing like it.”
After hearing this, Mo Jiecheng thought about it carefully, and then said: "Maybe Ji Liangxing is still young and hasn't grown up yet, so he can't see it?"
"Weren't you the most ugly girl in the capital before? You are completely different from now."
The corners of Ji Wanrong's mouth twitched, but she felt that what he said made some sense.
Ji Liangxing was still young and fat, so naturally he couldn't see anything.
She suddenly doubted her previous guess.
Ji Wanrong was lowering his eyes and thinking, but suddenly he felt the hand on his side became warm and was covered by another hand.
She raised her head in horror, and what she saw was Mo Jiecheng's enlarged face.
Mo Jiecheng moved and sat next to Ji Wanrong.
Ji Wanrong quickly tried to take out his hand, but Mo Jiecheng grabbed it and held it tightly in his hand.
"I am very sad today. Only in this way can I feel that you are real."
Everything Ji Yunyao did today was beyond his expectation, making him feel like the world was turned upside down.
Only Ji Wanrong is like the only light in this chaotic world.
She is who she is, she has always been like this, rude, vicious, ferocious, and savage. She has never tried to hide it, and it seems so real.
Mo Jiecheng thought and felt Ji Wanrong's other hand slowly covering his hand.
The softness enveloped him in an instant, and he felt the temperature between his palms. The heavy melancholy in Mo Jiecheng's heart seemed to disappear all of a sudden, and even fireworks bloomed "bang bang".
This woman is rude, vicious, ferocious, and savage, with a hint of tenderness mixed in.
His mind was confused for a moment, and he felt that the atmosphere in the entire carriage had become hot and hazy.
Mo Jiecheng tilted his head and slowly moved towards Ji Wanrong's lips, but her sonorous and powerful voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Donor, there is no end to the sea of suffering. When you turn back, you will find the shore. Just turn back."
His eyes widened, and what he saw was Ji Wanrong's firm eyes, which were kind, like a monk on the mountain, looking at a monkey indulgently.
There seemed to be a golden halo emerging from the top of her head.
The corners of Mo Jiecheng's mouth twitched suddenly, and even his breathing was choked.
