Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady Chapter 162: : People from the Ji Family (3)

　　 Ji Qingshang stared blankly at the happy monsoon smoke in front of her. In my memory, the embarrassed figure who would only hide in the corner forever could not be the same as the little girl in front of her, but soon, Ji Qingshang would Recovered.

　　 "I know, how could I not know each other, but I didn't expect that you would be able to do so many things when you ran into this poor country. I really didn't realize that you were such a restless person." Ji Qingshang sneered

　　 Monsoon Smoke shrugged slightly, not paying attention to Ji Qingshang's cynicism.

　　The current head of the Ji family is called Ji Ru, who is now over half a hundred years old. Ji Ru has three sons and two daughters. Ji Fengyan’s father, Ji Mi, is his third son, ranking fifth, and Ji Qingshang, with her teeth and dancing claws in front of her, is the daughter of Ji Ru's youngest daughter. She was raised in Ji's family since she was a child, and because her father has a very high status in the imperial capital, it is also a baby bump in the hands of everyone in Ji's family.

　　 If you say that Monsoon Smoke used to be a bag that everyone can deceive in the Ji family, then Ji Qingshang is the real noble lady of the Ji family.

　　 is like the difference between clouds and mud.

When the original owner of 　　 was in Ji's house, he was bullied by Ji Qingshang.

　　 "The person who comes is the guest, sit down and talk." Monsoon Yan's temperamental opening, her generous attitude contrasted with Ji Qingshang's publicity.

　　 Ji Qingshang snorted coldly, and Ming Yan's eyes looked at Monsoon Smoke with contempt: "You don’t need to be hypocritical, Monsoon Smoke, don’t you think that you really want to fly to the branch in the name of the Lord of Jicheng Is it a phoenix?"

　　 "If it weren't for the uncle, he would pity you and give you a bite of food, you have a dead girl who no one wants, and you can live..."

　　 Ji Qingshang's words have not been finished yet, but Monsoon Smoke suddenly put down the teacup in his hand.

　　 banged, interrupting Ji Qingshang's unfinished words.

　　 Ji Qingshang was taken aback for a moment. When he raised his eyes to Monsoon Smoke, he found that Monsoon Smoke was looking at her with those bright eyes.

　　"Qing Chang, sit down first." Ji Mubai, who had not spoken yet, finally spoke at this moment.

　　 Ji Qingshang came back to her senses, gritted her teeth and stared at Monsoon Smoke, and then reluctantly sat beside Ji Mubai.

　　 The monsoon smoked suit lowered his eyes as if nothing had happened, and arbitrarily picked up the tea cup and drank it carefully, but the corner of his eyes swept over the handsome teenager.

　　 Ji Mubai, one of the most gifted children of the Ji family, has become an excellent mage at the age of only 18. He is also the son of Ji Ru’s eldest son. Bai has few memories. This young man regarded as a genius by the Ji family has no communication with the cumbersome original owner, and only occasionally, the original owner once met Ji Mubai.

　　 But that time, it was enough to make the original master Ji Mubai, a gentle and graceful noble son, regarded as a demon.

　　 Monsoon smokes calmly drinking tea, waiting for Ji Mubai to speak.

　　 Ji Mubai soothed the impatient Ji Qingshang, his eyes slowly fell to the monsoon smoke. As early as the moment the monsoon smoke appeared, Ji Mubai had been looking at the monsoon smoke. It is undeniable that this time Seeing, Ji Mubai was a little surprised, the monsoon smoke in front of him was completely different from the timid little trash in the past.

　　ran......

　　 Ji Mubai's mouth evoked a gentle smile, and looked at the monsoon flue: "Wind smoke, long time no see, don't come here unscathed, right?"

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