The Ma family in the northwest is quite famous in the ancient martial arts world. Ma Wenjing is a stunning figure. She is known as the two beauties in the martial arts world, and has become two beauties.

Especially although the Ji family is a first-class sect, it has a bad reputation. The Ma family is recognized as a kind and wealth. Ma Wenjing's name is vaguely the most beautiful woman in the world.

Just Su Mu's character of a watery poplar flower...!

Lian Huabei suddenly felt a little unconfident about his fiancée.

He escorted Jiang Xianjun away with all his worries.

Jiang Chuxia looked at Su Mu, lowered her head and blushed, and looked reluctant to speak.

Su Mu couldn't help but sigh, took her hand and pinched it gently, and stuffed a card over:

"Go, Jiang Lao Er probably was fooled by someone. In addition, he was suppressed by your elder brother a little bit, so he was confused for a moment and he would not die of sin."

Jiang Chuxia squeezed Su Mu's hand tightly, and tears suddenly fell down.

"Go quickly, and then call your elder brother. I still have something to do in the afternoon. It's not peaceful recently, so I'll go back early."

She nodded and hurriedly ran out wiping her tears, chasing Jiang Xianjun.

Su Mu held Zhu Yiyi's hand and walked into the Palace Club.

The person in charge of the palace was a servant of the Zhu family, and he usually didn't even have the qualifications to come to Zhu Yiyi.

Now that the fourth generation of the Zhu family's only little princess is here, can't she use all her strength to receive her?

Zhu Yiyi sneered while walking, and said in a sweet voice:

"Uncle, just hook up. I want to make a poem for you."

Su Mu reached out to pat her head in anger, and the bangs that were brushing together jumped up like watermelon peel:

"don't want."

Zhu Yiyi put her hands on her hips and stared at him with her mouth pouting, so cute that she exploded.

Su Mu's heart melted suddenly.

Mom, I am young, why do I always want to be an old father?

"Come on, appreciate the literary literacy of my little niece."

Zhu Yiyi opened her mouth and her crisp sound was like a silver bell, spreading far away:

"Handed vines and old trees and crows."

"Su Mu's bad peach blossoms."

"Sometimes it's bad, sometimes it's bad."

The head of the palace who was quietly following behind him, his feet became soft.

Su Mu…!
Chapter completed!