Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady Chapter 172: : Mentor Ye Yuan (1)

　　The cry of a teenager was introduced into Monsoon Smoke's ears, and Monsoon Smoke suddenly felt a little bit dumbfounded.

　　 Okay, she forgot, this guy can still speak.

　　 She subconsciously raised her eyes to look at Ye Yuan, but saw that Ye Yuan’s brows were slightly frowned. Instead, she didn’t worry about saying anything. She wanted to see if Ye Yuan, whom the original owner respected, would look like Ji Like the rest of the family, they imposed harsh criticism on this unwelcome Miss Nine.

　　 Seeing Monsoon Smoke, the young man did not speak to refute. Seeing that Ye Yuan's expression was wrong, he cried more and more hard about Monsoon Smoke's problems.

　　"We originally wanted to go to the martial arts field to practice. We didn’t know that we met Monsoon Smoke at the door. We hadn’t seen her for a long time, but it was the love we had practiced together, so we wanted to care about her It’s fine, but who knows that Monsoon Smoke... not only doesn’t appreciate her, she hurt me..."

　　The young man burst into tears and snot, and he just turned their besieging monsoon smoke into a bully of monsoon smoke.

　　 Ye Yuan's brow furrowed deeper, and he looked at Monsoon Smoke in a blink of an eye, as if waiting for Monsoon Smoke to explain something.

　　 But after waiting for a long time, Monsoon Smoke didn't speak, but looked at Ye Yuan with a smile, as if the villain in the boy's mouth was not her at all.

　　 Ye Yuan said solemnly: "You hurt him?"

　　 Monsoon Smoke nodded with a smile.

　　 Ye Yuan didn't speak any more, but just stepped forward and looked at the young man's injury. A hint of surprise flashed through his eyes.

　　 Then he stood up with an unpredictable expression. He walked up to Monsoon Smoke and said with a blank face: "You, come in with me."

　　 said, he walked directly into the martial arts field.

　　 Monsoon smoke calmly looked at Ye Yuan’s back, turned her head and looked at the teenager who grinned at her and the kneeling bear child, she waved to the bushes beside the martial arts field. A white shadow suddenly leaped out from behind the tree, and stepped his hooves to the front of Monsoon Smoke.

　　 Long before these teenagers came to look for things, Monsoon Smoke made Bai Ze hide away.

　　 "Monsoon smoke, wait, the instructor won't forgive you!" The young man sat up and looked at the monsoon smoke.

　　 Monsoon Smoke glanced at him, and was too lazy to take care of it, and walked into the martial arts field with Bai Ze.

　　 and outside the martial arts field.

　　The young people, still kneeling in the wind, shivering...

　　 Monsoon Smoke followed Ye Yuan with Bai Ze unhurriedly. Ye Yuan did not speak from the beginning to the end, leading the Monsoon Smoke directly to a study in the martial arts venue.

　　 entered the study, Ye Yuan sat behind the desk and motioned to Monsoon Smoke to close the door.

　　 Monsoon Smoke closed the door and waited for Ye Yuan to express his opinion.

　　 but who knows...

　　 "What's the matter with this young deer next to you?" Ye Yuan asked, looking at Bai Ze who followed Monsoon Smoke's legs.

　　Monsoon Smoke looked down at Bai Ze, his eyes full of pride.

　　"This is my mount, Bai Ze. Bai Ze, say hello to your instructor, hurry up." Monsoon Smoke also patted Bai Ze's head with encouragement.

　　 Ye Yuan's mouth twitched and looked at the weird Monsoon Smoke, suddenly regretted, why should he ask this sentence more?

　　 Ye Yuan cleared his throat and said: "Monsoon Smoke, Liu Ang really hurt you?"

　　 Liu Ang in Ye Yuan's mouth is the boy.

　　 Monsoon Smoke smiled openly: "Yes, I hurt it."

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