Chapter Eighty-Seven: Sleep Peacefully

After an afternoon of devil training, Jiang Jun was so tired that he couldn't take care of himself, so he could only lie upright on the bed, looking at his grandfather's relieved smile and falling into deep thought.

Since everything can't be reversed, the most important thing now is to have a good relationship with Hua Simu, otherwise I don't know how to be miserable next.

Later, I was still thinking about it, and I also thought of Tong Yanyu.

There may be something wrong with that little mushroom head.

......

That's why we have today.

Hua Simu looked disgusted, turned around and hid behind Han Mo.

The height of 1.88 meters is so high that Hua Simu is blocked tightly, and he can't even see a single hair.

Look down at him with a cold face.

Jiang Jun's outstretched hands froze in the air, unable to fall.

His hand trembled a few times in the air, and he was taken back by Jiang Jun.

Jiang Jun touched the back of his head and smiled innocently, "Master Hua, I haven't seen you for a day, I miss you." ”

Hua Simu poked his head out from behind Han Mo with a stinky face, twisted his sore neck, and saw through Jiang Jun's wishful thinking at a glance.

Squinted and smiled.

It's just that this smile is probably a little ill-intentioned.

"Good disciple, I am very tired today and am ready to retreat for a day. ”

Before Jiang Jun could be happy, he heard Hua Simu say slowly, "But as a teacher, he has never been a person who keeps his promises, and he will definitely do what he promised Chief Jiang." Therefore, the teacher decided to officially hand over your training rights to Brother Han.

I believe that he will definitely teach well, and rest assured. ”

Hua Simu patted Han Mo's shoulder, swearing.

Jiang Jun had a mouthful of old blood in his chest, although he had nothing to do with Han Mo, but this person didn't look good.

I didn't kick him yesterday, and I don't know how to torture him today.

And Han Mo was inexplicably in a better mood, the source of the quarrel between Hua Simu and him finally fell into his hands, although Hua Simu and he got back together, but this pimple was always there.

He still can't pinch this pimple flat and flatten it?

As it turned out, Jiang Jun guessed correctly.

It was another day to be carried away by bodyguards.

......

Seeing that Hua Simu was not in a very good state today, Xu Ping'an took over most of the work and only left a little for Hua Simu.

Hua Simu processed it quickly.

fell asleep next to Han Mo on his stomach.

In a daze, her body sank, and there was a faint mint smell, and a gentle warmth wrapped her.

Hua Simu grunted.

Sleep soundly.