Quick travel strategy: crushing male god 36 styles

Chapter 508 With Uncle in Hand, I Have the World (31)

"Oh? I only remember that my mother only gave birth to me. As for Ye Mingwen? What is he?"

The first day of junior high school is not so stupid. She still has the memory of the original owner in her memory bank. The original owner's memory clearly shows that Ye Mingwen is really not a thing.

The original owner's taciturn temper was mostly caused by Ye Mingwen. Thanks to the original owner's choice to study abroad, his temperament has recovered a little bit. Now Ye Mingwen is coming back?for what?
I'm afraid that apart from fighting for the family property, he wants to meet her bully 'sister' more, right?

Looking through the memories belonging to the original owner in the memory bank bit by bit, the more you look at the back, the deeper the smile on the corner of Chuyi's mouth, until finally, Auntie Eight looked at the penetrating smile on the corner of Chuyi's mouth, and was terrified. He forgot to swallow back the words he had just thought about in his heart.

It was only on the first day of junior high school that the eight-year-old Ye Mingwen threw the caterpillar into the collar of the original owner when he turned the memory in the memory bank, when he heard the sound of leather shoes kicking outside the door.

coming!

On the first day of the junior high school, he put away the smile on his face, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Deng Jinghui, turned his head along with Deng Jinghui, and stared at the door.

As the footsteps of the leather shoes got closer and closer, Aunt Ba was already restless. She flipped through her handkerchief twice, which prevented her from rushing to the door.

At this moment, regardless of whether it was the concubine who came first or the concubine who came later, all of them stretched their necks and looked towards the door.

Ye Mingwen has been out of the house for five years. He was still a kid when he went out, and he doesn't know what he will look like after five years.

The sun outside was very bright, as dazzling as Ye Mingwen's hair wax.

There is a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the peach blossom eyes at the corners of the eyes, the bright red lips seem to have been rouged, and the white suit is worn, if it is not relying on the original owner's memory, I am afraid that I have seen it in the first day of the new year. a woman.

Ye Mingwen's face followed that of Eighth Auntie, very flirtatious, with a sinister look on his face, those peach blossom eyes squinted a little, and people's bones could be seen as crisp.

Of course, Chu Yi and Deng Jinghui were not included among them. The two sat in their seats, and when they heard a gasp sound from around them, they couldn't help curling their lips.

These people really have never seen the world, but they are just a man with a more feminine appearance. These women can't wait to pounce on him and strip off all his clothes.

"Does it look good?"

Turning her head to look at Ye Mingwen again, the corners of her lips curled up in disdain as usual, but she was about to turn her head when she heard sour words from the back of her head.

Turning his head away in a funny way, he saw that Deng Jinghui's face was going black, and then he patted him on the head as if comforting a child in the first day of junior high school, "It's not good-looking, you are the best looking."

Just kidding, people like Ye Mingwen post money to him, and he will only accept money, not people.

"It's not good. Do you still watch it?"

Picking up the cup on the table, Deng Jinghui poked the tea leaves on the water with the lid calmly. On the seemingly calm surface, in fact, a volcano erupted inside.

Sighing, the first day of the junior high school really wanted to pry open his head to see what was inside it?Is it all paste?
"In the future, you can only look at me and not other men, do you know?" Deng Jinghui, who was not in the mood to drink tea, sighed, put down the teacup in his hand, imitated the movement of the first day of junior high school, and patted the first day of junior high school lightly. head.

I don't know if cats like this kind of action.

(End of this chapter)