The president, Murong Jihua, found that something was wrong with his recent self.
Thinking that three days ago, I was still a hero who hated evil and hated evil. After being shocked by He Junle's view of love that was five hundred years behind the modern society, I was filled with righteous indignation and asked Cui Guanshi to call in the secret surveillance video of He Junle, and I had to "study" it carefully The "enemy" of a scumbag.
Of course, it was edited, forget about the part about eating, drinking and sleeping.
Three days later, Murong Jihua was overwhelmed by He Junle's daily life.
Where is the daily life of a student!
For He Junle, life is too damn exciting! !
Which boy has not been obsessed with Long Aotianliu's invincible and cool writing in the second year of secondary school
After spending three days peeking at He Junle's daily life for a month, Murong Jihua felt as if he had returned to the middle school period when he fantasized that he was the protagonist of Shuangwen—
A handsome man, young and frivolous with high ambition;
Everyone makes troubles and often skips class, the principal and teacher don't like me;
The academic performance is very good, and there is nothing to do professionally;
The whole world is in love with me, my younger brother is full of beauty;
Gold plays ambiguously alone, licking dogs and queuing up a street;
The decathlon is lonely and arrogant, playing the piano with the big piano and the small piano;
I never cook by myself, and I think it tastes bad when asked;
There are rumors among the folks in the northern district that Junle has never been deflated.
Murong Jihua sums it up in one sentence: so handsome!
——He Junle is like this, with his unique personality charm, he not only hooked up with many black and white bosses, but also wantonly formed cliques in the North District.
The Junle Gang quickly rose to become one of the best Huidao gangs in the northern district of City A.
Especially his contact with himself, in the eyes of caring people, naturally became the secret support of the Murong forces for the Jun Le Gang.
This made Jun Le Gang's power grow rapidly.
"...Is this the character set of the underworld style urban madman?"
Niubi.
So Murong Jihua quickly fell for the joy of chasing after Shuangwen adapted a web drama.
102.
"It's just a little annoying..."
Murong Jihua bit the tiramisu and thought to himself:
In this competition against Su Xiaomo, He Junle didn't take it to heart at all... What should I do? I don't look like myself, and I think every day when I can run into a rival in love and pretend to be aggressive...
"In his story, I'm no different from those rich second generations who are stupid and give away experience!"
— To solve this trouble early, if this continues, where will the face of the boss of the world go
Hasn't he become the third-line male second to set off Long Aotian
103.
Murong Jihua immediately called the boss Hei whom he met at the late-night tea party, and asked him to ask his branch in the North District of City A to "take care" of the Junle Gang, which has recently risen rapidly.
"This...Master Murong, I, Old Hei, naturally dare not not sell your favor, but this, blatantly suppressing the new gang, is not very loyal in our way."
"Five billion."
"No problem, how big can he be with a small new gang? Come on! My old gangster will do it for me!"
The corners of Murong Jihua's lips curled slightly, and he said softly: "Give me a good suppression of the arrogance of their young boss."
104.
Haven't been deflated, have you
The person I, Murong Jihua wants to suppress, will naturally make him unable to stand up for the rest of his life.
105.
Times come and go, and to Murong Jihua's delight, after helping the heroine's younger brother transfer to another hospital, Su Xiaomo's attitude towards herself has changed significantly.
The manifestation is that this day, when Murong Jihua drove Su Xiaomo to school in a sports car as usual - Su Xiaomo took the initiative to talk to Murong Jihua!
"Thank you."
Murong Jihua was naturally happy to see her increase in favor towards him, and just about to give a domineering and ambiguous response, Su Xiaomo continued:
"Except for my father, no one has treated me and Xiaoqiu so well..."
"Oh, woman, the future is long, I will slowly let you see that there are still many things that this young master treats you kindly—"
"Before... I misunderstood you. In my heart, you are like my father. "
"...?"
"Although our father was stern and vicious and never paid his debts... But I think other people feel the love of their father more than this."
"In the end, our Su family fell into decline... Well, anyway, thank you for making me feel the warmth of my father's love again..."
"????"
106.
My friend, this is more than giving out a good person card!
I treat you as a girlfriend, but you treat me as a father
What about your brother Le? Treating you so well, you have to treat him like a mother
For a moment, Murong Jihua felt that his spiritual energy was withering together with the 999 blue roses hidden in the back seat of the sports car. This heroine doesn't have the thinking of a normal person at all!
Do you really want me to chase after my wife's crematorium
106.5
Why not just give the blue rose to He Junle...
The beaten Murong Jihua thought in a daze:
Anyway, blue suits him well.
107.
— Just kidding, I won’t give him away if I throw it away.
108.
In a daze, suddenly, Su Xiaomo's soft cry brought Murong Jihua back to his senses quickly.
Watching the tears in Su Xiaomo's eyes condense at a speed visible to the naked eye, Murong Jihua was slightly surprised and respectful, and followed her gaze—
109.
oh.
It means that there is no coincidence without a book.
lifting a rock—
110.
Under the cherry trees on the roadside, beside the waves of pink rushes.
He Junle·Long Aotian·Life Winner·Central Air Conditioning·Huadu Crazy Few
They are teasing girls again.
No, it's a bit wrong to blame him for saying that, in fact - it was the beautiful girl in the magically revised slim-fitting school uniform who voluntarily stuck to He Junle's body like a glutinous candy.
He Junle didn't have any superfluous expressions, his thin lips opened and closed, and he couldn't hear what he was saying.
— Pretending to be an innocent little white.
Murong Jihua glanced at Su Xiaomo who had lowered her head and her eyes were red, only feeling that one head was two big.
111.
It seems that she regards me as her father, but not He Junle as her mother.
I feel... In every sense, I have completely lost to He Junle.
Come on, treat me as a father today, don't let your daughter get wronged!
112.
So Murong Jihua rang the car bell, stepped out of the car with long legs and spun his feet, and a car door slammed.
After successfully attracting the attention of He Junle and the girl, he raised his hand to support the dazzling blue sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and raised his sharp jaw line, looking extremely chic.
"He Junle, the bet between you and me hasn't been settled yet. It's not very moral to flirt with girls, right?"
He Junle squinted at Murong Jihua's black sports car, frowning slightly, without saying a word.
Instead, the beautiful girl beside him wrapped He Junle's arm and stuck out her tongue mischievously towards Murong Jihua:
"Who are you? What does Brother Jun Le want to do have anything to do with you?"
113.
The overly intimate action between the two fell in Murong's eyes like a thorn, piercing his heart a little uncomfortable.
The sour sour is so sour!
They opened a harem legally, unlike me, who had the money but didn't have the guts. A president who hangs around other than the heroine is not accepted by readers.
envious? envy? hatred
—Almost, it must be Xiao Bailian in the car.
So he smiled—stretched out a hand to grab a forearm that looked like a beautiful girl's white lotus root, and pulled it out of He Junle's arm with a little force.
114.
Before he could react, Murong Jihua heard himself say:
"For the person I like, what's mine is mine, and what's hers is mine.
Her brother Jun Le, as it should be, is also mine.
You said why should I care, huh? "
115.
The sun was shining brightly, but the air suddenly became cold.
The girl suddenly covered her flushed cheeks, let out a low "beep", and ran away in two or three steps.
Murong Jihua: "..."
He Junle: "..."
He Junle: "Mo'erhe, you,
Have you misunderstood something? "
116.
The problem was solved (probably), Murong Jihua coughed to relieve the embarrassment, and turned to leave, but He Junle grabbed his sleeve.
His heart skipped a beat. If it wasn't for the plot, Murong Jihua would have wanted to avoid being alone with He Junle as much as possible—
Which Long Aotian have you ever seen deflated in front of others
But the next moment, He Junle's clear and deep voice suppressed Murong Jihua's thoughts:
"It's not peaceful during this time, so tell Mo'er not to come to school."
Then he smiled softly, Murong Jihua heard it in his ears, as if he had another meaning:
"The girl just tipped me off. There will be a lot of turmoil at the school gate tonight."
Murong Jihua shook He Junle's hand away: "Why, don't run after school series?"
"Almost, there are too many people offended, and someone is coming to the door."
He Junle put his hands into his trouser pockets, a pair of beautiful star eyes drooping slightly:
"Mo'er is a pure girl, I don't want her to see me fighting."
Hearing this, Murong Jihua gradually understood.
I secretly praised Hei Boss for making trouble for He Junle so quickly.
Let's kill your kid's vigor today!
117.
Murong Jihua certainly didn't want to let go of such a good opportunity to eat melons, a smile gradually formed on the corner of his mouth:
"He Junle, do you want me to stay and help?"
"You will be so kind?"
"If you accidentally become disabled, Xiaomo will fight me hard,"
After making up the reason, Murong Jihua's smile is sincere and sinister:
"Besides, if you're just useless like this, with whom should I bet to continue fighting
Wouldn't the perfect life in the invincible book become boring? "
Before He Junle could respond, Murong Jihua had already