Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Jiang Xiaoran hesitated for a moment: "But I have something to do with Lord Hou now."

Miss Guan San was obviously a little disappointed. She lowered her eyelashes: "Oh, okay, then I'll try to go back and see if I can go back to the banquet."

Jiang Xiaoran was afraid that she would wander around, so she would flee to another yard at that time.

He thought about it, and was about to let Ye Siming follow him and send Miss Guan San back.

Ye Siming suddenly said coldly: "Find a maid to take her there, won't it be alright?"

Jiang Xiaoran seemed to be empowered.

"Yes! Why didn't I think of it."

Just at this moment, a maid passed by from a distance, Jiang Xiaoran called out loudly, and the maid hurried over.

Jiang Xiaoran ordered: "This girl can't find the way back to the banquet, you take her back."

Maid Fushen: "Yes, Miss Guan, please come with the servants."

Guan San frowned, reluctance flashed in his eyes, but he couldn't say any reason to refuse again.

I had no choice but to thank Jiang Xiaoran and Ye Siming, then turned around and followed the maid.

Jiang Xiaoran didn't seem to take it to heart at all.

It's just a little helpless to complain: "My family is not big, and I can still get lost!"

Ye Siming sneered: "Yes, so do you think she did it on purpose?"

Jiang Xiaoran was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at Ye Siming's stern profile, and felt more and more that what he said was very likely!

Otherwise, it is impossible for Guan San to come here all the way without encountering other servants.

She could totally ask for help from the servant in Jiang Mansion, but she didn't, instead she chased Jiang Xiaoran to the inner garden!

I'm afraid it's been a while.

"No way... But this is my house. She tricked me away. What can she do?"

Ye Si's eyes were not squinting, his eyes were languid.

The sun caressed the handsome young man's cold demeanor, making his lean waist even taller and taller.

Ye Siming sneered: "There are many things that can be done, just relying on you, there are many ways. Besides, your relationship with Miss Xie is still uncertain. Do you think it can withstand such a misunderstanding?"

He stared at Jiang Xiaoran sideways: "Since you like someone, you have to focus on her. Except for her, you don't need to pay attention to other people of the opposite sex."

"You can think of them as talking stones or trees. If a stone asks you for help, will you care?"

Said, the teenager sneered: "I'll just kick it away."

Jiang Xiaoran heaved a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, you reminded me just now, otherwise, wouldn't Yinxiang be misunderstood!"

Ye Siming's dark eyes were cold, and he raised his unruly indifference.

He said, "Four words for you, keep yourself clean."

Jiang Xiaoran was deeply shocked.

Not only because of what happened just now, but also because he actually heard these four words from Ye Siming's mouth?

It's amazing!

After seeing Ye Siming, Mr. Jiang was not as straightforward as Jiang Xiaoran was concerned.

On the contrary, the old man liked Ye Siming very much, wishing he was his grandson, and boasted that his skeleton was a good material for martial arts.

Ye Siming complied with Jiang Xiaoran's instructions, making an "um" from time to time.

Old Marquis Jiang was also a powerful general in the battlefield in his early years.

But now he's old, leaning on crutches, and full of gorgeous hair.

He looked at Ye Siming and said with emotion: "Before, Xiao Ran was always a **** and made trouble outside, but since he met Lord Hou, he has restrained himself."

"Master Hou leads the army. He is only eighteen, and he has such ability. The future is immeasurable. I hope Master Hou can help this **** Xiao Ran more."

After saying that, Old Marquis Jiang said, "What kind of guy is there in your barracks, you can transfer him to experience the hardest, most tiring and dirty work."

"If he doesn't listen, Lord Hou, you can beat and scold you at will. I, the old man, will never interfere!"