A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

A smile flashed in Wei Xinlei's eyes, her words always gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if they had spoken like this a long time ago.

"True love may be rare, but it's always there."

A basketball crossed most of the court and went straight to Wei Xinlei's face.

He waved his hand to stop the ball, the basketball slammed to the ground, Wei Xinlei's expression froze.

"Isn't this Brother Lei, it's rare to see him."

"That's right, let's play together."

"Haha, Brother Lei is a busy person, how can he play with us."

Several tall boys in jerseys surrounded Wei Xinlei with a smirk, looking like a bad visitor.

The boy who took the lead had his hair standing straight up, like a hedgehog with spikes all over his body, and his temperament also gave Shu Ange the same feeling.

In terms of looks, boys are not bad. They are typical Korean style men. The long eyelashes and milky white skin can stimulate the enthusiasm of girls the most.

But with Wei Xinlei Zhuyu in front, his handsomeness looks tacky.

Wei Xinlei put his hands in his pockets, and his obsidian-like eyes exuded an indifferent and calm divine light.

Even though he was surrounded by a few tall teenagers, he didn't have any intention of backing down.

Jin Feiran put away the smile on his face, raised his chest and confronted the cold boy in front of him.

Obviously, the Wei family and the Jin family are evenly matched and their assets are comparable, so why does his aunt want to see Wei Xinlei's face.

Jin Feiran has a very close relationship with her aunt, and she is most uncomfortable with being wronged in the Wei family.

His parents did not seek justice for his aunt, so he came to teach Wei Xinlei a lesson.

"Step aside."

Wei Xinlei only said two words, Shu Ange folded his arms, his smile did not change.

Jin Feiran bent down to pick up the basketball and turned it around with one finger, with a look of contempt on his face: "Why, without your flock of friends, you only dare to let people move away, even if you don't dare to let go of harsh words?"

He raised his voice, and after he finished speaking, the basketball in his hand suddenly slammed into Wei Xinlei's face.

The ferocious basketball was stopped by Wei Xinlei with one hand.

"Are you sick? It's time to go back and take medicine."

Shu Ange was not happy.

Finally, I had a date with Wei Xinlei alone, without Long Fei, Curly Hair and other light bulbs, and another neuropathy came to provoke trouble.

"Tsk, beauty, this is about me and Wei Xinlei, you'd better not interfere, otherwise—"

Jin Feiran glanced up and down at Shu Ange with bad intentions, and whistled, "You have a good body and face, so be my girlfriend. I will double how much Wei Xinlei spends on you a month."

As soon as his words came out, Wei Xinlei lowered his face, unbuttoned his buttons with one hand and took off his school uniform jacket.

At this moment, a pair of soft hands pressed the back of his hand, motioning him not to touch.

"Money? You are mistaken. Only people who are ugly enough to the depths of their souls need to spend money to find a girlfriend. As handsome as Brother Lei, I am willing to pay 1 million yuan a month to be with him."

"Fuck, dare to mock Lao Tzu, Wei Xinlei, are you going to hide behind women all the time, just like you did before?"

Jin Feiran showed a fierce look on his face, staring at Wei Xinlei, as if he wanted to eat people.

"Fei Ran, don't be angry. You don't have to be angry for a 25-year-old boy. The little girl next to you is a little interesting. Don't scare people."

The boy who had a good relationship with Jin Feiran smiled and hugged his shoulder.

"Help me get my coat."

Wei Xinlei handed the school uniform jacket to Shu Ange, revealing a tailored white shirt.

(I'm getting married! It's a wedding day, hehe)