Bright and long eyebrows slightly raised. "You know me?"

"I don't know!" Jiang Xiaomeng smiled embarrassedly, "Ugh! I still have something to do, so I'll go first. ”

Jiang Xiaomeng turned around and hurriedly left this place.

After coming out, she immediately racked her brains to think about when she had encountered such a thing, and she didn't remember it after thinking about it for a long time, but she subconsciously didn't want to meet Mingmei anymore.

That woman's aura is too strong, whoever is by her side will become a foil, and she won't look for abuse.

Or go to the little brother to suppress the shock.

She looked at the photo of Jun Mo on her mobile phone, and drove quickly towards A......

……

Mingmei looked at Jiang Xiaomeng's back and smiled.

It was the first time she had met the Son of Pseudo-Luck in such a way.

"Does she know me?"

Dough Zi scratched his head: "It shouldn't be!" Lan Mingmei had never been in contact with Jiang Xiaomeng before, even if Jiang Xiaomeng was subconsciously doing her hands and feet, it was when she fainted, and the two of them really hadn't seen each other. ”

Mingmei was noncommittal, and turned to look at He Haoxuan.

He Haoxuan's fear of brightness was deep-rooted, and he vomited weakly and dizzy body, and couldn't help but tremble three times.

Mingmei said lightly: "What are you afraid of?" Promise me something, tomorrow, I'm going to see the results. ”

He Haoxuan nodded violently, he just wanted to send Mingmei away now.

Mingmei looked at the rest of the people, stood up and said slowly: "Take it!" ”

"What...... What the? Several people looked at Mingmei with a frightened expression, for fear that Mingmei would leave some parts on their bodies.

Mingmei: "Of course it's a make-up fee, do you want to pay the bill?" ”

"No, no, no!"

A few people scrambled to dig out cash.

Mingmei said "transfer it" and turned around and left the villa.

Several people looked at each other and sat down on the ground all of a sudden, unable to believe that today's pickle girl trip had turned into a life-and-death catastrophe.

"Hurry up, hurry up and transfer money to Lan Mingmei, lest she kill her again."

"Yes, yes, speed!"

"He Shao, you have Lan Mingmei's account, send it to me, I'll transfer it to her quickly."

A few people gathered around as usual.

He Haoxuan smelled a bad smell again, and the nausea and vomiting feeling that had just been suppressed came up again. "Get out, stay away from Lao Tzu, how smelly you are, don't you have any points in your heart?"

After saying that, I went into the bathroom again and vomited wildly, but the contents of my stomach had been vomited all over just now, and this time I really couldn't vomit, and I had to vomit out of my bile.

Several people looked at each other.

He ...... Scrapped? ”

Deathly silence.

Everyone really couldn't imagine that He Dashao, who was in love and flirted with countless girls, was really wasted like this.

……

On the road.

Fan Tuanzi reported the data: "Host, the make-up fees for those few have been paid, He Haoxuan has paid 100,000, and the rest have 10,000 and 8,000." ”

Mingmei nodded, the numbers are not very satisfactory, however, the make-up fee should be charged reasonably, and the price should not be too high.

Dough Zi blew the rainbow fart violently: "The host is really powerful, you can make so much money by making up lessons for so many people, it's really amazing, and besides, the host god makes up lessons for those stupid human beings, it's too cheap, there is no more conscientious price in the world, host, am I right?" ”

Mingyang: "...... Right! ”

Main system: "...... Dango, won't your conscience hurt? ”

Dough Dumpling: "Didn't you say my conscience would be reopened?" ”

Main System: "......"

Well, the dango won!

……

He Haoxuan's matter is solved.

Just waiting for the matter of the girl who drugged Lan Mingmei to be over, this matter will be completely over.

Mingmei looked at the scenery outside, thought for a while and asked, "Where is he?" ”

"Son of Luck? He's in a college town with you, but he's in A University, majoring in fine arts. ”

"Hmmm! What about him? ”

Doughnuts sighed: "Poor! Very poor, very poor! ”

Bright: "......"

I knew that it was so, but she had money and could cure the disease of poverty.

Fan Wanzi said again: "It's still a failure!" ”

"He doesn't like to learn?"

Doughnuts are a little weak-hearted, "No, in fact, I still love to study, mainly because I am not very lucky, and I have a nosebleed when I get to the exam, and I can't stop it...... It's a miracle that I was able to get into university like this every time I took the exam. ”

Mingmei: "......" is really unique, did he offend Wenquxing?

"Is he at school today?"

"Yes, yes, host, are we going to find the Child of Luck?" Doughon was a little excited, inexplicably wanting to see if the son of luck would have a nosebleed when he saw the host.

In case, if you have a nosebleed, it will be too sexy.

Mingmei nodded slightly. "Go!"

Mingmei told the driver the place, and the driver quickly turned around and went to A University.

Fan Wanzi suddenly remembered an important thing, and his eyes flashed excitedly.

"Host, host, I just remembered that the son of luck is an art student, art student, you know, to draw the human body, that, that ......"

Bright eyes are slightly cold. "What's that?"

Spread your hands on the doughnuts. "The sons of luck have seen the fruits of other women, and they are not pure."

Punch punch punch! Beat the Son of Luck!

If you don't beat it up, do you keep it for the New Year?

Mingmei thoughtfully, her eyes took a deep look at the dough. "You make a lot of sense, so ......"

So, do you want to be beaten?

Doughko's eyes widened nervously.

Mingmei smiled, "So, I'm very unhappy now!" You need to play something to cool down. ”

Bend your fingers and bounce off.

The dough hugged his head and looked loveless. "Huh, host, why are you someone else? Whoa, people are so cute. ”

Mingmei: "You're close, handy." ”

Dumpling: "......"

……

A large.

Mingmei came to a studio.

There were a lot of people sitting inside, and they didn't find Jun Mo.

She walked around the corridor, and in a lecture hall, she saw a familiar figure: Jiang Xiaomeng.

Jiang Xiaomeng sat in the classroom with a boy to talk about things, and at a glance, Mingmei knew that the boy was the person she was looking for.

The two men were not very close to each other, and there was a seat in between.

The dough and the hair are almost white.

Mamma Mia Duck, what did it see, the pseudo-son of luck actually wanted to attack the son of luck??

The hostel will be cuckolded!

It quietly glanced at Mingmei, and saw that Mingmei's face was expressionless, without a trace of emotion, but according to the hundreds of years of getting along with Mingmei, it actually felt weird that the host was angry.

"Host, if you don't like it, go up and beat it, anyway, the son of luck...... Uh, pretty strong. ”

Mingmei glanced at it lightly, "Your head doesn't hurt anymore?" ”

"It hurts!" The dough flew away in a hurry, feeling that it probably wouldn't see its host jealous again in its life.

in the classroom.

Sensing that there was someone outside, Jun Mo raised his head and saw a girl with a beautiful face outside the window.

He smiled.