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Chapter 422: The Fact of the Vinegar Barrel

Leng Ran had a headache, and she was worried about her. "I said that I was sick and asked for leave, and I heard that I have moved into the Huo family from the beginning."

"It's good to go back! I was angry when I saw her. ”

"What a fart!" Leng Ran couldn't help but slap He Shasha with her head, "You haven't thought about the purpose of her going back?" She wants to get the support of the Huo family from the beginning, and only when she has a backer can she deal with you more powerfully. ”

"! Sure enough, she is worthy of being the daughter of a slut, and the little slut is vicious. He Shasha clenched her hands into fists.

"Then I'll do it right away?" He Shasha was originally a question sentence, but when she said it, her eyes lit up, and she immediately had a good solution.

That's right!

Since He Jinlan wants to return to the Huo family and wants to win the sympathy and care of the Huo family, then she has to destroy.

If she is not happy, she will be happy.

Located not far from the playground, this rest area is one of the favorite places for students to gather after class. There are tall cedar trees planted on the side, and the straight trunk has no extra branches, which is both beautiful and does not obscure the view.

There are many stone tables and chairs on the floor, and they are squarely covered with white tiles, which have been damaged for many years. In some places, the number of English sitting times has turned black.

Ying Jiuming sat down with a golden knife, and his expression was still a little nostalgic. It's been a few years since he graduated from college, and now that he's back at school, he thinks it's interesting.

Huo Ke sat on the stone chair with a disgusted face.

It's Zuo Xinyao, it's exactly the same as if he didn't see it. This performance made Ying Jiuming look at it twice, thinking that this prince had been a soldier in the end, and he had learned a little bit of the spirit of not being afraid of hardship or tiredness.

"Little Jiuming......" Huo Ke received a cold look from Ying Jiuming in the middle of his words, and immediately changed his words, "Ying Jiuming, are you very familiar with my little aunt?" ”

"I've only dealt with it a few times." He didn't dare to say that he was very familiar, in case he let Huo Beijiang's vinegar jar know, he would kill him when he came back.

Huo Ke was a little disappointed, and he was ready to inquire more! Just now, he just took a picture, but he had a good impression of the little aunt.

Sure enough, as the little uncle said, there is nothing bad about it.

It's much easier to get along with than the daughters in the circle of the imperial capital, and he is also very friendly when he laughs.

He loves it!

It's the same as liking a little uncle.

Huo Ke is actually not as good at talking as he is now. He is not a good bird in the circle of the imperial capital. Notoriously difficult, but also notoriously squirrel.

He doesn't even bother to pay attention to ordinary people, and there are so many people who want to please him that he doesn't even bother to give charity.

But if he looks at the right person, it's like a dog skin plaster, and he can't shake it off.

For example, he likes to follow Huo Beijiang since he was a child, like a little heel. I was bullied so many times by the Great Demon King Huo, suffered countless losses, and I didn't learn to be smart.

It's just not a long memory.

"I think my little aunt is good." Huo Ke elbowed Zuo Xinyao. In the past, when he talked to Zuo Xinyao, he didn't reply for a long time, and gradually developed the habit of smashing him every time he talked to him.

Otherwise, he's just talking to the air.

Zuo Xinyao looked at Huo Ke with idiotic eyes, "What you say, it's best not to let Huo Beijiang hear it." ”

Ying Jiuming nodded very approvingly.

"Why?"

"It seems that you haven't found out the fact that your little uncle is a vinegar barrel."

"I know!"