Chapter 585 Cousin Girl?

They not only stared at Jimo Ya, but some even glanced at her. If the gaze was a knife, Ling Chi had already been ripped apart by these women's eyes.

Full of deep hostility towards her? What the hell is that?

The baby is a little better!

In addition, Huan Qingyan also felt a burning gaze staring at her like a fire, which made her extremely uncomfortable. When she followed the induction to look over, the burning gaze disappeared again. .

Here, Jimo Ya and the two guards have finished their courtesies.

"Gong Ziya, you came back in time, it will start tomorrow, hurry up and go in with this phantom girl..."

Fantasy girl!

From the beginning to the end, Jimo Ya didn't introduce her at all, okay? These two have hind eyes! He even knew her name.

Well, it all comes down to Jimo Ya.

She is also a star!

However, she intuitively felt that this popularity seemed not very good, and a deep malice surrounded her.

Jimo Ya put down the curtain of the speeding car. This speeding car can fly in the sky and also drive on the ground. It is a multifunctional type.

Jimo Ya set off, Yu Wei cleared the way ahead, clearing away the idlers on both sides of the road.

The carriage went straight into the city.

"Yan girl, you did a good job." Jimo Ya happily raised his thin lips and praised.

Huan Qingyan looked at him leaning on the bed, in a comfortable posture, and his every move was quite pleasing to the eyes and ears, salivating and leaning forward, "Of course, don't you look at Sister Yan who am I?"

Jimo Ya smiled slightly, "Sister Yan? Are you sure you're not going home to look for your mother's Yanyan?"

Huan Qingyan was like being tapped on the Ya acupuncture point, and was instantly reminded of the black history of low IQ.

Embarrassed, "Gong Ziya, as the saying goes, you don't slap people face, why are you exposing people's weaknesses, right? Don't mention these things in the future, we are still good friends!"

Jimo Ya smiled even more meaningfully, and pulled her into his arms, "It seems that someone asked me before, why do I always like to eat Yanyan's mouth? Well, do you want uncle to eat your mouth?"

Huan Qingyan suddenly became red!

Jimo Ya, you stinky rascal, just now you were a public lover outside, you looked like a son of a son, and when you turned around behind your back, you came to tease someone.

Ahhhh, why!

She is a bold and unrestrained woman who is not afraid of anything, why does she feel like she is completely defeated by this thick-skinned rascal...

She punched him in the chest, "Jimo Ya, if you mention one more word, I'll beat you up, do you believe it?"

Jimo Ya grasped Huan Qingyan's hand, which turned into anger from embarrassment, and his star-like eyes were full of smiles.

The two were flirting, and in the midst of mixing the oil, suddenly, outside the slow-moving carriage, Yu Yi came to report.

"Young Master, Miss Murong Biao is here to welcome you..."

Jimo Ya's faint and decisive voice came from inside the speeding car, "I don't see you."

Yu Yi took the order and left.

Huan Qingyan rolled her eyes, Cousin girl?

Looking at Jimo Ya's expression again, there was a flash of waves.

She got up curiously from Jimo Ya's arms, "See you, why don't you see me, I'm here to welcome you."

Saying so in his mouth, he raised a crack in the car curtain and glanced out.

I saw the beauties with their own characteristics on the city wall, talking to Yu Yi at the place where Yu Wei opened the way in front, as if they were begging.

The girl in white clothes at the front has a typical appearance of a classical beauty, with a melon-seeded face, big eyes, small cherry mouth, and a cinnabar mole on her forehead. She is as gentle as water, graceful and graceful.