Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

Ye Zimu suddenly burst into tears and laughed, and for a moment didn't know what to say.

This girl is really straightforward and cute, and she knows he loves money at all.

However, she really ... was so generous!

This is not a blatant mischief in the open, but also so straightforward, and of course, it seems to take care of it, as if she really ate a lot.

The little girl started to play, and her face was not red and her heart wasn't beaten, she almost had a fight with him.

Mu Ziling glanced up secretly, and saw Ye Mumu's silence for a long time, her face was plain and indifferent, she couldn't see the mood and anger.

This big dealer will not see anything, right?

It wouldn't be to know that she was holding a feather arrow, but she really wanted him to help.

Also, she acted so directly. With this treacherous and treacherous appearance, if he couldn't see it, he would be sorry for the traitor.

However, it's just a favor. He loves money so much and always thinks of pit people. There is no reason not to accept this condition!

Mu Ziling proudly raised her chin high and hummed, "How about, you just need to help, and 50% of the profit will still be yours. After this village, this shop is gone."

Her face was calm and calm, and the waves were not shocked, but she secretly yelled to promise quickly.

Yu Guang in the corner of Ye Zimu's eyes glanced at Mu Ziling, as if she had not seen her sparkling, expectant look.

He stroked his chin slowly, seemingly tangled: "This, it looks reasonable, but it is acceptable, but-"

"Don't miss it, such a good thing, is it cheap to not occupy the bastard, isn't it?" Mu Ziling secretly hid in his heart, the generous conclusion of the case, directly interrupted him.

She was afraid that Ye Mu would regret it or say any unfair conditions to pit her.

After all, it was possible to successfully pull back a game in front of this cunning big traitor, thinking about it as a unique sense of accomplishment.

She didn't want to be fooled by his words any longer.

There was a treacherous and sly smile on Mu Ziling's mouth. She wanted to see if the traitor wanted to be "dead" or to be a bastard.

Ye Zimu's mouth twitched, and he shook his head silently. This girl really was a poisonous tongue. If he didn't agree, he would be a bastard?

His smart and enchanting eyes seemed to be helpless, and said funnyly: "Boss Mu, saying so, but I still can't easily agree, in case you are busy, you want me to kill and set fire, then I am not Too bad. "

Mu Ziling immediately tangled, why didn't she think about it?

Although it is not for killing and setting fire, it is more dangerous than killing and setting fire. If it succeeds, it will only matter, but if failure is found, it will really be dead.

There is really no reason for the big traitor to help her!

If found, he is indeed a loser.

Besides, she was saying that from beginning to end, this treacherous merchant had risked saving her once, it was a great gift.

Now she asked him to take another chance to help, wasn't she justified?

but……

Mu Ziling tangled and then tangled, and then hesitated again and again, and finally came to Ye Mu Mu's ears and whispered.

"How? Can this help?" Mu Ziling asked cautiously, those clear water eyes staring wide, staring at Ye Mu in an instant, for fear of missing any trace of information on his face.

But who knows ...

Ye Zimu calmly opened the enchanting folding fan, fanned down in a comfortable and leisurely manner.

If Mu Ziling usually saw this scene, he would still secretly mutter, this big traitor is simply incurable!

However, at the moment, a flash of doubt flashed in her heart, a pair of clear and bright eyes dripping at the leaf Mu.

No, no!

She didn't think so!

The big gangster heard what she said was busy. Why, at least, must be shocked?

Or tap directly at the table to refuse, or drive her away without hesitation.

He actually looked like a breeze, as if what she was talking about was a trivial matter, and it wasn't surprising or surprising.

He was careless, as if nothing had happened to him.

Abnormal, very abnormal.

Is he slow to respond, so he took a half-slow?

Or ... This big traitor is usually doing more bad things, so it's not strange now, get used to it?

Just as Mu Ziling was in doubt, Ye Zimu patted her little head with a fan, and said with a smile: "Boss Mu, what is this little head thinking?"

Mu Ziling suddenly returned to God, only to find that Ye Mu was normal. There was nothing wrong with it.

A look of anticipation flashed in her eyes, and her lips rose slightly: "Big trader, it seems that you are not surprised at all, but also very relaxed and unconcerned, that is to say, can this help?"

Ye Zimu gave her an oblique oblique look: "Who said it was easy, Mu Mu, why do you say you don't go to your man to help me, what do you come to me for?"

Mu Ziling was almost choked.

What to ask your man for help?

Could this big gangster not be in such a serious and serious moment, so ... a great view!

Mu Ziling propped up on the rosewood table with one hand, dragging his chin, and he explained something: "My family seems to be my father now. He is so old that he can't stand the frustration, let's talk about him ... oh! "

Before she could finish speaking, Ye Mu was banged heavily on her forehead.

Mu Ziling covered the brow's forehead, stared at Ye Mu with resentment, and said angrily, "What are you doing?"

Ye Zimu gave her a nasty look and said, "What do you say I do, Mu Mu, can we not talk nonsense?"

This little girl's ability to turn black and white is no worse than him!

Can he be regarded as this little girl because Long Xiaoyu left her, this will be a trouble?

Hum, and still pretend to be stupid, but she won't let her go.

Mu Ziling is almost going crazy!

Damn big adulterer, which pot is never open!

How could she not know who he was talking about, but now she just ... didn't want to mention it again.

However, this is too unfair.

Why can't she talk nonsense every time, which makes her nonsense?

This feeling is simply ... too unpleasant!

Mu Ziling took a deep breath, calmed his almost insane emotion, and said, "Why are you helping or not?"

I just thought I was going to recapture a game, but I didn't expect to be beaten back to the prototype in an instant. Once I returned to liberation, it was too hard.

Ye Zimu's hands were ringing his chest, and he was not angry, he hummed: "This fart is a big deal, your man can handle it with the movement of his fingers. You come to me, it's a big deal."

Mu Ziling was suddenly blown into his chest and couldn't make it out.

You can do it! Big traitor, you won.

She felt that it wasn't Ye Zimu's narcissism that caused her to talk like this, but that she would be mad directly.

What is such a big deal? What is overkill?

Can that **** out? Is this big adulterer narcissistic?

Also, why can't he keep his mouth shut without the abominable Long Xiaoyu.

Long Xiaoyu is arrogant again, no matter how capable she is, it is not her business!

If it weren't for the fact that they were not hit by eight poles, she would have thought they were collusion.

Mu Ziling lowered his eyes, seemingly lonely, a sly light flashed under his eyes.

Big dealer, when you have the upper hand, give you a tail, you can lift it to the sky.

Since you say that this thing is a big fart, you don't care, so today your aunt and grandma must ask you to take the initiative to help this.

Just killer, just use it again!

"It ’s reasonable that you do n’t want to help me. You said that my life is not worth it. Why do so many people want it? Maybe I will be assassinated when I go out, and I will be shot into the heart by an arrow. I will die a hundred times. I Gone, no see. "Mu Ziling lowered his eyes, as if abandoned, unlovable.

Having said this, she stood up in disgrace and went out without hesitation.

She just wanted to count down how long Ye Mu would call her, but she didn't expect her to take a step, and Ye Mu began to speak.

"Boss Mu, don't you want me to help you pay off the debt? You are gone now, and you are not going to give me 50% of the profit, then I won't do it." Ye Zimu's voice could not hear anything strange.

At this time, Mu Ziling, who turned his back on him, did not see him looking at her lonely back, his eyes were complicated, and his eyes were full of distress.

Mu Ziling suddenly stood still, suddenly raised his hand to cover his mouth tightly, and his whole body couldn't help shaking.

Ye Zimu suddenly panicked, thinking that Mu Ziling was crying, and quickly stepped forward and turned her body: "Boss Mu, this is not because I want to help you, I am moved to cry, well, don't cry--"

Before he had finished speaking, Mu Ziling raised his head in a frown, his face constipated.

"Woo--" Mu Ziling looked at Ye Zimu's mouth before she closed it, and she was still there. She couldn't help it any more, and laughed loudly.

One who is not careful will be taken into the pit by Ye Mu.

Therefore, this quick battle is decided! Can't talk to him anymore.

Mu Ziling looked at Ye Zimu's face without knowing what to look at, and hit the iron while he was hot, and laughed: "Since the big dealer has chosen this day, it is better to hit the sun. I haven't eaten in Yeyulou for a long time. I am in a bad mood today, so Treat yourself, I'll go out for a big meal first. "

Before Ye Mu could react, she slipped out of his frosty hand, and the one who ran was called a fast.

Ye Zimu looked at the slammed door and twitched his mouth, shaking his head helplessly.

This little girl is really ... more and more refined.

However, before he was helpless, Mu Ziling's hearty voice came quietly from the outside--

"Big trader, do you know why I didn't look for him, come to you? Because there is a good saying, men can be trusted, sows will go up the tree."

Mu Ziling's words are profound, she said one meaning, but Ye Mu heard another meaning.

At this moment, no matter how good Ye Mu heard this, his complexion turned black instantly.

This girl said he was not a man? So he came to him because he lived on it?

simply……

Get cheap and sell well, too irritating, really irritating.