To be able to serve the emperor for one night is already a blessing of three lives. Even if the emperor woke up early in the morning and turned his face and refused to recognize anyone, and wanted to kill the servant to silence him, the servant also recognized him! "
Murong Jihua lowered his head in order to prevent He Junle from seeing the upturned corner of his mouth. He Junle's figure seemed to stagger from the corner of his eye, and he took half a step back.
At this time, I finally got He Junle who "speaks Mandarin in 9102 and the ancients can understand it":? ?
— Staring at his disheveled upper body with doubts.
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Murong Jihua simply added:
"—Your Majesty, after one night, is your waist still sore?"
Oh shit, it's over.
Murong Jihua, who caught He Junle's sweeping round kick with his side face, has fully experienced the double-standard spirit of a certain Long Aotian at this moment:
Only I was allowed to sleep with others, but no one was allowed to sleep with me.
—Take back a round today, enjoy yourself!
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Murong Jihua could no longer suppress the smile on his lips—it was just that he couldn't laugh too wildly within the limits of the character design. Taking advantage of He Junle's unsteady momentum to bully him, he grabbed him and pushed him back on the bed.
He Junle, who had just sobered up, was already lacking in strength, and his head had already implanted on the bed by accident. He narrowed his eyes slightly: "You—"
"The emperor or something, of course he lied to you."
Murong Jihua raised his eyebrows, picked up He Junle's ring-wearing right hand, touched it lightly with his ring finger, and said:
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"He Junle, let's make a deal."
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If there is no accident, it will drop at the third watch today (April 6th). Of course, if there is no accident...
If there is no third shift after 9:00 p.m., there are only two shifts at noon and afternoon! [super loud]
Talent is not enough, let’s work hard to make it up... (QWQ to fingers)
Then, I love you guys~!
Co-founded
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He Junle's gaze. jpg
Murong Jihua: ... The little brother Long Aotian, who has countless auras in the harem, is indeed extraordinary!
298.
Half a minute passed, and Murong Jihua, who was waiting for the other party to answer and ask "what", gave up his attempt to overwhelm the other party in terms of momentum. He coughed twice to relieve the embarrassment, and first acted like a good boy:
"This is a hotel near Entertainment Street. You've been drinking too much. Xueru was worried that you would be hurt by drinking too much, so she told me to bring you out."
He Junle scanned the room, and nodded slightly when he saw the charging plug in the corner: "Thank you."
—It seems that it is not time travel.
For a moment, the pity in He Junle's eyes fell into Murong Jihua's eyes, and the corners of his eyes twitched: Why didn't you travel through time and you were so disappointed!
He Junle tilted his head: "So, give me an explanation, Mr. President?"
— He twitched his ring finger with the ring on it.
Murong Jihua hesitated for a moment, and decided to throw out the benefits first. He stood up and spun around on the spot, straightening the neckline wrinkled by He Junle with his hands:
"If the deal is established, I can provide you with unlimited money, women, including your gang organization—you should know the importance of a big backer for this way, and sometimes it is far more resistant than the gang itself. "
He Junle listened, one leg was bent, his face was pillowed on his lap, showing a look of great interest:
"Of course. But as I said before, I will not give up my woman for the sake of profit."
well said! I'm going to cry for those three thousand beauties of yours.
Murong Jihua's expression was as motionless as a mountain, he calmed down his breath and lowered his voice, word by word:
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"I want to hire you to be my girlfriend."
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Before speaking, Murong Jihua had already prepared many established plans in his mind—
If He Junle readily accepts (probability 5%), then naturally everyone will be happy;
If He Junle becomes angry from embarrassment (probability 60%), then Murong Jihua will try his best to sleep with a three-inch tongue... Bah, convince him that even with some adjustments, it will be fine;
If He Junle leaves without saying a word (probability 24%), then Murong Jihua can only be a little more shameless - use some small means like threats, coercion, etc...
Or beg him, sell it badly
Then, when President Murong, who was ready for everything, was waiting for He Junle to dance, the man he had been thinking about without hesitation—
He chose the remaining 1% that Murong Jihua couldn't predict.
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Seeing that He Junle frowned, his normally flamboyant eyebrows drooped slightly, he hesitated for a long time before speaking:
"You... What a miserable man."
"Even if you haven't met your favorite... girl like me for a while, you don't have to be so hungry and thirsty, right? You don't hesitate to pay a lot of money to ask me to play your girlfriend? Hehe..."
"Let's talk about it. In fact, brother, if you can trust me and sell your favor, how about I introduce you?"
Murong Jihua: "... ... ... good."
Murong Jihua: "?!, No! I'm serious, don't try to take away the initiative of this young master's conversation!"
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After spending a long time explaining the matter clearly, Murong Jihua wrote all over his face: That's what happened, let's just say it, is there a deal
He Junle supported half of his face with his hands from beginning to end, the contours of his face softened under the dim warm candle, he frowned—
"What if I say no?"
Murong Jihua, who had expected such an answer earlier, raised the corners of his lips: "Do you think you still have a choice?"
He turned on the mini-terminal on his wrist: "Tomorrow—no, today, the photo of your promise of love with me will be spread to all villages in country A that have Internet access."
He quietly glanced at He Junle's face, and the other party was unexpectedly calm, expressionless, and there seemed to be a trace of a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.
A little unexpected.
However, Murong Jihua continued to speak-"If you refuse the deal, you will completely offend the Murong family as a commoner—the giant Yelistin Group;
And agreeing to the deal, I can provide you with everything you want, and the benefits, I don't need to go into details, right? "
He Junle's face remained unchanged.
Murong Jihua's eyes dimmed, and he took out his trump card:
"Of course - I want to send you Mo'er the video and recording of your drinking madness last night?"
"poof"
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He Junle suddenly laughed, which made Murong Jihua, who was highly nervous, stunned.
With a smile on his face, he brushed past Murong Jihua, walked to the balcony of the room, opened the curtains casually, and scooped up the gurgling water from the man-made rockery on the balcony.
—Turning slightly to the side, Murong Jihua could see the other party's dark eyes shining brightly in the dark night.
He said:
"It's really interesting. I'm a little surprised. Why does Mr. President ask me such a question when he is in a high position?"
"Is it worth considering? My answer is—of course."
Murong Jihua:? !
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His fingers curled up, and the water flowed down the gap between his fingers:
"If you are worried about my reputation, you don't have to worry about it. After so many years of wandering around, from a weak chicken who dared not fight back after being bullied to the leader of a gang—those who scold me and those who hate me, men and women There are too many.
Emotional trading is not allowed? Can't pretend to be in love? Can't be with men
laugh at? talk
What do other people's opinions matter to me? What's the point of living if one lives only for the opinions of others
—For my career and dream, hehe, what is this little effort? "
"—It can be considered as a favor for you."
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Murong Jihua froze on the spot, he suddenly realized that he had never known this man standing under the starry sky.
Did a complete image of Long Aotian really only rely on the protagonist's aura to succeed
"You... are special." Murong Jihua heard his own voice.
He Junle wiped his wet hands clean, and asked, "Do you know why?"
"Why?"
"Because, I am upright, man."
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Murong Jihua: ...Why can this person pretend to be so successful in such a sand sculpture situation! My real name is sour!
He Junle: "But there is one thing I don't accept. I can be hired to be your boyfriend, but I refuse to pretend to be your girlfriend. I'm afraid I can't stand it and want to kill you."
Murong Jihua: "Hmph... what about the princess... um, wait?"
He seemed to think of something, showing a meaningful smile.
Murong Jihua: "If it's that princess... it should be fine. Well, my boyfriend is my boyfriend, just like you, I don't care what the public thinks of me."
"Then - happy cooperation."
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Day has broken.
He held out his hand to him:
"Let's go, Ben's plastic boyfriend."
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continue at nine o'clock
Atypical Stress
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He Junle didn't take that hand, he just glanced at it lightly, raised his jaw at Murong Jihua with his arms crossed:
"so?"
Murong Jihua wasn't embarrassed either, he had expected this kind of reaction from the other party. Reaching out his hand is just to make the cooperation more ritualistic. He Junle doesn't care if they are all men, and he doesn't need to take it to heart.
Withdrawing his little temptation, Murong Jihua took out two cigarettes, handed one to He Junle, and sparked a spark between his teeth:
"Pretending to be a lover means pretending to be a lover. If you are so indifferent to me outside, Her Royal Highness will notice it. — Come on?"
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