Chapter 62: Hands and Feet and Clothes
Shanna asked for a long time to find this employee parking lot, she bent down to lock the electric car, and suddenly jumped on the wall with a strangely dressed person.
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Looking at each other, Daoming Temple looked at the girl from head to foot with critical eyes.
Plain face is rustic in the earth, it is really ordinary to the mud, he pouts in disgust.
Then I looked at the electric car, well, this pink piece of scrap metal is a little familiar.
The guy who came out of the house was tightly wrapped, and Shancai took a few steps back with her backpack in front of her, ready to run away and call for help at any time.
Daoming Temple saw her intentions and immediately stopped her, "Hey, are you new to the school to recycle rags?"
When the girl heard this, her anger instantly overshadowed the fear in her heart.
"Transvestite freak, you're too rude, aren't you! I'm also a student at Yingde Academy, okay?"
Actually calling me a freak?
In addition to Daoming Feng, it was the first time that Daoming Temple had encountered a woman who dared to talk to him like this.
The eldest young master was aroused to be competitive, and suddenly stretched out his arm to support the wall behind Shancai, squinted his eyes and said coldly,
"No one dares to talk to me like that. β
The girl was less than ten centimeters away from his chest, and was not intimidated by him.
She raised a pair of big watery eyes, looked at each other bravely, and coldly splashed cold water, "That's because everyone is stupid." β
Daoming Temple seemed to have heard something that was difficult for him to accept, and his face was shocked.
"What are you talking about, is there a more perfect man in this world than me?"
Dong Shancai felt that he was simply unreasonable, and he was about to run when he aimed at the opportunity to drill his arm.
"Come on, someone, there's a change hereβmmmmmm
Daoming Temple quickly caught her back, covered her mouth, and dragged the girl to a remote corner.
It's over, and I'm annoyed and angry!
Shancai's pupils dilated with fear, and she kept struggling.
Although Daoming Temple usually does not learn and has no skills, exercise and sports are not left behind.
The girl was imprisoned in his arms, and there was no room for resistance.
"Shhhh
Afraid that she would yell and shout again, Daoming Temple ripped off the mask in annoyance.
Dong Shancai recognized him now, one of the F4, the boss of the four combinations of pigs' heads.
Sensing that the range of her resistance was gradually decreasing, Daoming Temple secretly hooked the corners of her mouth proudly.
It seems that the charm of Young Master Ben is still there.
Shancai's fists clenched, two small flames burst out under her eyes, and her chest rose and fell violently with surging anger.
But Daoming Temple is not a person like them who can afford to offend, so they can only swallow their anger.
The two parted unhappily, but both left a bad impression on each other's minds.
Daoming Temple also felt that his dress was too eye-catching, and it was easy to be watched by onlookers in the academy, so he simply showed his face generously to find Hua Ze.
On the way, I met a few teachers and greeted him with a smile as usual.
He was even more suspicious, so he tossed out of his pants for a long time, pulled out a gold card, and went straight to the academy supermarket.
"What's the most expensive thing you have here?"
He knocked on the cash register impatiently.
"Huh?"
The clerk naturally knew the eldest young master of the TD Group, and it took a while for him to come to his senses.
He stumbled and pointed to the pot, "Big, it's probably this tea egg." β
"Cheng, I want it all, swipe the card. β
Daoming Temple handed out the bank card with a lot of money, and after entering the password, the mobile phone received a text message to deduct the fee.
"Hello, your xx bank card number is 112233455667788 and you spent 5 million yuan at 10:39 a.m. today, and the balance is 19999500 yuan. γ
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It wasn't frozen!
Daoming Temple was as happy as the stupid son of the landlord's family, and hurriedly dialed the number of his menopausal mother.
"Mom! I love you!"
Wen Ningyan responded with kindness, and coaxed softly, "Baby son, Mommy loves you too, don't bother other other people tonight, come back and live." β
Daoming Temple immediately nodded obediently, "Good daΰΈ (Μ³β’β‘β’Μ³)ΰΈ ." β
He was full of joy, but he didn't know that the real storm was yet to come.
Daoming Temple is back to being the eldest young master, and he walks with the wind.
He refreshed himself and invited the students around him to eat tea eggs, which caused quite a stir.
Cheng Han was not surprised to see Daoming Temple appear, and was ready to put on headphones and go to the rooftop to listen to songs.
The latter came to him on purpose, how could he let him slip away so easily.
After this time, he saw the true face of some fox friends and dogs, and even more determined that F4 was the most iron brother.
"Class!"
Daoming Temple trotted forward and grabbed his shoulder, and on his usually untouchable arrogant face, he actually showed a shy smile of the big boy next door to people.
"Thank you. β
Cheng Han was uncomfortable by his appearance, and shook the goosebumps on his arms.
"Speak well. β
A rare revelation of true feelings was denied by a friend, and Daoming Temple immediately exploded.
"Hey, what do you mean? It's rare for Young Master Ben to say thank you to others!"
Cheng Han shook his head unaccustomedly, "Forget it, it's not your style to say thanks." β
Daoming Temple snorted arrogantly, mentioning the unpleasantness that happened this morning.
"It's no wonder that there are students in Yingde College who ride electric cars to class. β
He thought of the girl who might not even be able to buy tea eggs with her whole body, and his tone was contemptuous.
Cheng Han suddenly became interested, when did the male and female protagonists meet?
It seems that Daoming Temple seems to have a little curiosity about mountain vegetables, but his current attention is obviously not up to the task.
"Oh, yes, what class is she from?"
Cheng Han followed his words and left no trace to find out how well he knew the heroine.
"I don't know, it's pretty fast. β
Daoming Temple waved his hand indifferently, and seeing that Cheng Han's eyes were quite disappointed, he hurriedly said,
"Well, there's no other place to park near Yingde College, she should be there tomorrow too.
If you want to know, let's go catch her tomorrow!"
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The tone is casual, as if to catch a cat or a dog.
But he nodded now, with the IQ of Daoming Temple, he would only think that he was interested in the heroine.
It's better to find another opportunity another day and let them directly have conflicts.
"No need. β
Cheng Han decisively refused, and casually mentioned his recent arrangements.
"Next week, Senior Sister Jing is going to hold a concert in the auditorium, and I have to accompany her to practice during this time, so I may be busy. β
Daoming Temple was a little unhappy, but thinking that Hua Ze had helped him, it was not easy to lose his temper.
"I know, you go.
Women are like siblings, brothers are like clothes, and clothes can be thrown away. β
Regarding Daoming Temple's language organization ability, Cheng Han has always had nothing to say.
"If you have something or need help, just call me. β
Daoming Temple saw that he didn't forget to think about himself at this time, and he was so moved for a while.
"Okay, class, you're really my good brother!"
Cheng Han: ...... Idiot.