Can you chase him
An electric current passed through Murong Jihua's forehead, instantly making him dizzy.
This doesn't work.
What about adding a premise
For example, if I can't roam the world with him sweetly, I will die-in this way, doesn't it sound so ugly to have my own daughter's corner
474.
- What a fart! !
What kind of script did this young master take, regardless of injustice, the invincible big scum male ghost of the universe, the gay father!
475.
He Junle helped Su Xiaomo to lie down in a nearby room, tucked in the quilt and prepared black tea for her, and looked at the little girl's big teary eyes with distress.
He Junle: "Mo'er, how do you feel, is there anything uncomfortable?"
Su Xiaomo: "Well... I'm fine, thanks to Brother Murong who caught me in time..."
He Junle: "That's good, drink more boiled water."
Su Xiaomo: "Uh..."
Su Xiaomo: "But... Although I'm fine, is Brother Murong really okay... He's been... like that for a long time."
Su Xiaomo's eyes fell on the door of the bedroom. She couldn't see anything from this angle, but could only hear the sound of bang bang bang bang bang bang on the wall.
"..."
"It's okay," He Junle comforted Su Xiaomo with a light smile:
"Murong probably... fell on his head."
476.
Su Xiaomo is too worried here, Murong Jihua's brain hasn't hit the wall yet, at most.
Install large columns.
Of course, President Murong didn't make it under the heart-piercing persuasion of Cui Guanshi and a group of bodyguards and maids, but Zuo couldn't pass the hurdle in his heart, so he kicked the pillar several times.
477.
Sometimes, it's one thing to have a good mouth, but it's another to face the bleak life.
It was like, he, Murong Jihua, was able to flirt with He Junle as he wanted yesterday, and he could tell himself without regret that he liked He Junle.
The premise of all this is that he has always understood in his heart that the plastic love with He Junle is fake and unreal, and he has to let go of his feelings sooner or later, even if he wants to attack the heroine as if the task is completed.
But now...
If the relationship between these three people is not a problem, the public opinion from the whole world is not a problem, but the biggest problem is,
He Junle, a straight man of steel, the kind who can sleep with good brothers, the kind who treats kissing as a fight and pays public fees.
It's simply impossible to like yourself...
478.
Murong Jihua's pretty thin lips were pursed into a line.
"A love affair is a dead end..."
479.
The head maid, Sophia, will probably never forget that day.
Same time, same place.
The most golden, handsome, and unparalleled man in country A fell down the stairs, looking for death and life in silence with a gray face on his head;
The most beautiful, wise, and unparalleled woman in the royal family stood on the top of the stairs and muttered madly to herself, her eyes were silent like a dead body, for a full forty minutes;
The young master's new male favorite... Ah no, lover, lover, carry another woman back to the room to rest;
And the object of the CEO's efforts to tease her all this time has suddenly turned into his illegitimate daughter.
Sophia: ... ...
Sophia: ... awesome, I choose Master Murong.
480.
Murong Jihua woke up.
Guanshi Cui, who was sweating profusely, had no time to be happy, his young master dragged him back to his bedroom like a wind, and he lifted the bed, revealing himself.
The domineering president series of physical novels are densely packed under the bed.
"Burned,"
Murong Jihua's complexion is very ugly:
"Burn them all for me."
Cui Guanshi opened his mouth wide, he hadn't recovered from "when did the young master hide so much shameful romance literature", Murong Jihua added:
"Buy me all the pure love novels on the market, and scan them all into my terminal library,"
"By the way, the character design must be strong, modern, and not abused. The last and most important point—"
"You must give me the main attack!"
481.
What can Cui Guanshi do, he is also very desperate
Of course, he chose to satisfy himself as the young master.
482.
Murong Jihua threw Elizabeth and Su Xiaomo to Steward Cui Sophia and... He Junle. He was so sad that he didn't have the energy to take care of these anymore.
At this time, he felt belatedly that he hurt his spine when he fell...
pain.
Murong Jihua lay on the bed with his brain empty, and without the three layers of romance novels as the bedding, the whole bed became much shorter, and he felt a little uncomfortable falling asleep for a while.
He stared blankly at the terminal screen in a daze, browsing through the titles of Tanmei novels being transmitted to his terminal one by one...
"I was targeted by my boss after dating", "Seniors don't run away", "The Alluring Wife of an Innocent Man"...
Hmm, seems like something got mixed in
483.
"knock knock knock"
The knock on the door interrupted Murong Jihua's thoughts, he raised his eyes slightly, and He Junle was leaning on the door frame with folded arms, looking at him with a half-smile.
Looking from the sky, the sun is just right.
He's still as good-looking as ever.
Murong Jihua was in a complicated mood, the way they looked at each other from a distance at this moment was no different from that in the hospital.
"Leave me alone?"
He Junle is indifferent, and his expression is also indifferent. Even when he smiles, it is difficult for people to see more emotions from his eyes.
If only I could make those eyes show more emotion...
Murong Jihua took the initiative to cut off the neurons of his wild thoughts, and the tone of the response was a little guilty:
"Xiaomo is alright?"
"It's okay, thank you."
"no need thank me?"
Murong Jihua suddenly got a little angry, "You came here just to tell me this? Thank you for saving your dear Mo'er? When did this kind of behavior that should be taken for granted become polite to you?"
He Junle was a little puzzled.
Murong Jihua felt that there must be a special attraction on He Junle, which made his head a little confused.
484.
He was too lazy to leave time for both parties to think, and directly handed over the initiative to his mouth:
"how about you?"
"Do you like me that much?"
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Babes, I, I, I, this novel that was just written casually at the beginning actually has a day of becoming a v (rubbing hands)
This means that I can't be more spicy in a chapter with less than 2,000 words hahaha... (humble)
Really, thank you guys for your continued support! Your nutrient solution and land mines make me so excited that I roll all over the bed, but I can only beat my roommate violently to calm myself down~ (crying)
Enter v on Sunday, the 40000 words will be updated on that day, please give me more advice in the future, I love you, really, if you still want to watch my sand sculpture to the point of not seeing the spicy chicken story~!
you can't escape
485.
Assume: The not-so-annoying father asked you a question that you don't know how to answer.
Q: How should you answer
Answer: I have already said that I don’t know how to answer the question, but I still answer Murong Jihua? !
486.
He Junle's mind was wandering, and there were countless similar images in his memory, and countless people had asked him this question cautiously, but... they were all different.
At least gender makes a big difference.
Facing those girls, if you feel a little bit, you can show her a light smile: "I like it."
——Protect the fragile and gentle hearts of the girls with ambiguous and soft words.
Without feeling, He Junle reached out and rubbed the other party's hair more than once: "You are a good girl, I'm not worth it..."
But it was the first time for He Junle to be asked this question by a man.
His calm eyes moved slightly, silently crashing into Murong Jihua's turbulent heart.
487.
To be honest, if Murong Jihua could read He Junle's mind at this moment, he would probably be even more angry:
My brother Lele, use your smart little head to recall carefully, is this the first time this young master asked you this question!
And the way you treat girls like that is fucking fish farming, right? Putting it on the earth is going to be soaked in a pig cage!
488.
It's a pity that Murong Jihua doesn't have the ability to read minds;
He couldn't see through Su Xiaomo who was a girl, and he also couldn't see through the man in front of him;
He can't even see through himself.
If the strategy target of this game system really becomes He Junle, whose difficulty can be called SSS,
Should I be desperate, helpless, at a loss, or...
So, happy
489.
"Man, look at Ben!"
He Junle's eyes turned slightly to the left by 15° and fixed on Murong Jihua's face again;
Murong Jihua approached step by step, he used his body to scatter the layer of gold on He Junle's body from the sun, broke through layers of golden light, and then wrapped him in a shadow.
At this time, the golden light was covered again and clasped on the two of them.
He Junle's eyes flickered, he thought, he should refuse—
"Just once, just this once, let me, at least don't bite me, okay?"
The man's voice was low and a little hoarse, and it sounded very pleasant to the ears.
Then He Junle felt something soft sticking to his lips.
490.
He Junle swears that he really didn't intend to bite.
But when he felt Murong Jihua's tongue start to lick his lips—
The instinct of a straight man in a passive position makes him act instinctively:
Push it back with your tongue!
The meaning is very clear: let Lao Tzu take the initiative!
Murong Jihua: ... ...
Murong Jihua: No way!
So two people's tongues back and forth