Yue Feng "wiped" over there and said, "No way? Then you two are in love now?"

He Qinghuan lowered his eyes, "He is making a tantrum."

Yue Feng was even more fucking surprised and said "wiping" several times, "Then I'll kneel down for this master Wangwang, I dare to get angry with you."

After he said that, he sighed again, "Tsk, I know I shouldn't ask you. Gu Wang is the type you like."

Hearing the jokes in Yue Feng's words, He Qinghuan smiled without saying a word.

The night outside was dark, and the dark night was brewing with a storm that would not be long before.

He Qinghuan hung up the phone, holding the phone in his hand and rolled it around, his eyes drooping.

There are not many people with good relationships with He Qinghuan, but if they have good relationships with him, they know that He Qinghuan has a problem.

He Qinghuan is a face-seeing person, especially.

He will be softer and more merciless when he is good-looking illegitimate child. For He Qinghuan, a good-looking face is a visual enjoyment and has nothing to do with emotion.

This is not mentioned in the book, and Gu Wang is not aware of it now, and he doesn't know that he is just jumping around He Qinghuan's aesthetics.

There is a reason why He Qinghuan was able to pester He Qinghuan for so long. With He Qinghuan's conditions, countless people have liked him since childhood. Among them, the secret love is normal and abnormal. He Qinghuan's people have dealt with.

Just looking forward to it.

Before, He Qinghuan just simply thought he was good-looking, but he was really not likable, and it would be a pity if he dealt with it.

But recently, He Qinghuan curled his lips, even his personality matched his preferences.

But the children seemed to be really getting angry. He Qinghuan heard all the conversations with Jiang Chi outside the auditorium at night.

Who gave him the courage to leave if he wanted to?

He Qinghuan's dark eyes were surging.

Xiao Liu, who gently pushed the door and looked in, blinked, "Brother, Dad called you."

He Qinghuan smiled, "I understand."

Xiao Liu gently brought the door and tiptoed downstairs. The woman waiting downstairs hugged her and said anxiously, "Why is her face so white? Did he scare you?"

Xiao Liu was buried in the woman's neck, "No."

The woman stroked Xiaoliu's back and sat on the sofa, and glanced at the woman opposite, "Why should I let Xiaoliu go? Look, we Xiaoliu was so scared!"

"Don't do this, don't you know how he is with Xiaoliu? Xiaoliu is timid. If she is fighting for something, she will have those ugly things?" She has no children and only has a good skin and good kung fu on the bed. It seems that He Qinghuan is more polite to Xiaoliu and intends to have a good relationship with the mother and daughter.

Xiao Liu poked his head out of the woman's neck, "Brothers and sisters are not ugly."

Zhang Bailu smiled in a seductive way. This was her habit. "If you are ugly, you can tell whoever is the worst."

This was too profound, Xiaoliu couldn't understand, she shook her mother's arm, "What does Aunt Lu mean?"

Zhang Bailu's eyes fell on her white and tender arm as white as Xiaoliu's lotus root. She wore a red rope on her wrist, and a bead was hanging on it. At first glance, nothing special, but the only difference was that it was given by He Qinghuan.

On the day when Xiaoliu was three years old, He Qinghuan sent someone to the banquet, shocked everyone. Since then, Xiaoliu and his mother have a greater say.

He Qinghuan is the third brother, with an older brother and an older sister, and a group of younger brothers and sisters below. Anyway, the He family is rich, and no matter how much they raise, they can afford it, but the only one who can truly afford the name of the young master is He Qinghuan.

The current head of the He family has long decided that He Qinghuan is the next head of the family, and no one dares to offend him, even if He Qinghuan has no such presence in his eyes.

It’s okay to see He Qinghuan when he sees him a little older, but he can barely show his timidity. Like those younger, teenagers, who stutter when they speak, and even smaller, it’s not impossible to scare and cry.

They were both respectful and afraid of He Qinghuan.

One night when it rained some time ago, He Qinghuan came back from school and felt very good. He hugged Xiaoliu and teased him for a while. He Qinghuan looked good and looked the best in this generation. After all, he was also from a noble family, and the blood in his bones would not change.

Although Xiao Liu was afraid, he saw that his brother was not as cold as before. He giggled in a short while, and his mother was in his throat.

He Zhiyan is He Qinghuan's father. He attaches importance to his legitimate origin and only appreciates and loves this son. Seeing that he is in a good mood, he asked if he had encountered something happy at school.

He Qinghuan pinched Xiaoliu's chubby face and nodded.

He was in a good mood, and the whole family would speak a little louder.

That night, it was the time when He Qinghuan borrowed an umbrella for Gu Wang. The boy had beautiful eyes and didn't dare to look at him. He looked reluctant to take the umbrella. He looked very cute.

The next morning self-study session started raining when it came, and it was soaked from the sky with a "swish" that it was poured down from the sky, and with the wind, several pine branches in the school swung in the air.

Since he became a deskmate with He Qinghuan, Gu Wang has to go to the classroom early every day. If He Qinghuan is not there, he will go to the bathroom quickly. Anyway, he will try not to contact He Qinghuan.

Song Zhiyan stood and spoke without any pain in his back. He became a deskmate with Meng Ou, and he was very happy. Seeing Gu Wang feel frightened every day, he found it a bit funny.

Apart from Gu Wang, cannon fodder like Song Zhiyan knew nothing about He Qinghuan's situation. Perhaps he could intuitively say that He Qinghuan seemed a bit dangerous, but Gu Wang knew more about what it looked like than them.

He Qinghuan changed into a autumn school uniform, with a combination of blue and white. As soon as he came in, many people couldn't help but look at him.

Gu Wang lowered his head and chatted in the group.

He Qinghuan glanced at him lightly, and could only see Gu Wang's fluffy head. It was not until he sat down that Gu Wang noticed that He Qinghuan was coming.

Gu Wang was shocked, moved to the side, and still lowered his head to play with his phone.

[The imperial edict is to take the college entrance examination: Wangwang, why did He Qinghuan send you flowers yesterday?]

[Wang: I don't know either.]

[Yan Gou has made 100 progress: I know this. It was originally sent by our League Secretary, but when she thought of taking photos and archived them, she wanted to make the class look good, so she called me one. It seemed that He Qinghuan gave it because of this reason.]

[The imperial edict is going to take the college entrance examination: Where are you good-looking? Your class monitor's eyes are not good. You stood next to Meng Ou yesterday and were so ugly.]

[Yangou has made 100 progress: at noon Dad lets you know what regrets being a human being.]
Chapter completed!