Although Ye Ming's current strength is limited, after all, he was an existence beyond the gods in his previous life, so he naturally has a super-sensitive sixth sense, and it is naturally not groundless to have this feeling. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Feeling the subtle vibration of the laws of heaven and earth, Ye Ming could peek into many causal changes, but due to the limitations of his own seal, he could only perceive it vaguely, and he could not directly know what was happening. So everything can only be guessed by himself.

Without considering his parents, Ye Ming's first thought was Lu Xiaoran, because as far as it seems now, only she will have a bad situation. It's a pity that I can't make a formula for her, otherwise I would have been able to figure out her situation now.

What can't be calculated is impossible to determine, and Ye Ming can't help but be a little worried.

"Could it be that something happened to Xiaoran?" Ye Ming thought of this, and suddenly stood up, and no longer cared about playing Lu Tianhao, and hurriedly rushed towards Zhang Meihui's house.

The pressure went suddenly, Lu Tianhao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and he didn't have time to release a few cruel words as an afterthought, but he didn't expect that as soon as his head was raised, Ye Ming's figure disappeared!

"Damn, stinky boy, you wait for me, this breath will come out of my Lu Tianhao sooner or later!" snorted, Lu Tianhao's face was ashamed and angry, he didn't expect that he was one of the five heroes of the Lu family, and he had always been a prince-like noble and powerful himself, but today he was beaten into such a mess by a little-known nobody, no... It seems that people didn't beat themselves at all, right?

Lu Tianhao can be said to be both resentful and unwilling and perverted at the moment, and he doesn't want to stay here any longer, so he shrugged his two arms that were as weak as paste, and ran out in a certain direction with a body of dust and grass clippings with hissing teeth.

Fortunately, I didn't bring my own men down today because I was too confident, otherwise they would have been embarrassed to lose face to the entire family when they saw the embarrassment of being pressed by others and unable to get up.

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When he came to Building 101 of the Happy Community, that is, Zhang Meihui's home, because the door had been kicked by Ye Ming just now, he easily walked in.

"Oh, it's you, boy, come in and sit down. Seeing that the person who came turned out to be Ye Ming, who was suspected of being a 'rich second generation' just now, the old aunt's eyes suddenly lit up, and she was very enthusiastic.

Since learning that he and his little granddaughter Zhang Meihui seem to have a little ambiguous relationship, the old aunt came back to her senses and was immediately excited, and she wished that the two of them could be together for a while.

The old aunt looked proud, and now her two granddaughters have caught the golden beetle, and now her old woman can finally enjoy Qingfu.

"I went in and found someone. Glancing at the old aunt, Ye Ming's face was expressionless, he couldn't say that he was bitter and hateful, unless he thought that the need for enthusiasm or politeness could bring him any benefits, otherwise don't expect Ye Ming to have any face on a stranger, it would be good to be plain.

It's just that Ye Ming's attitude is normal in the eyes of the old aunt, which is the attitude of a rich family, so he doesn't care, and still has a smile on his face: "Yes, yes, please come in." ＂

＂... Ye Ming was obviously not too accustomed to people's excessive enthusiasm, and he didn't look back, and walked straight to Zhang Meihui's room.

Looking at Ye Ming's submerged back, the old aunt who was sweeping the floor couldn't help sighing the air, and said to herself: "This young man, he looks good and is quite rich, but his temper doesn't seem to be very good, and I don't know if our family Meihui will be bullied when she is with him in the future?......

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Open the door, walk in, a trace of fresh chill like an air conditioner blows, in a blink of an eye, Ye Ming approached gently, and saw Lu Xiaoran's face was good, and there were slight signs of awakening, and his heart suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and then Ye Ming's eyes only noticed Zhang Meihui who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

With a fair face, hazy eyes, and faint smoky dark circles, she supported her snow-white side face with one hand, her little head was crumbling, and her consciousness was obviously in a state of deep dissociation.

She worked the night shift all night last night, and she was really sleepy after more than 24 hours of not closing her eyes.

Looking at the washbasin on the bedside table that still exuded faint heating and the face towel cloth placed on Lu Xiaoran's forehead, and looking at the half-dead appearance of Zhang Meihui, the little girl, Ye Ming also shook his head with a wry smile, I just said casually, you really have nothing to say to take care of you?

"Ah, you're here?" I don't know if my appearance alarmed people, Zhang Meihui woke up quickly, was busy cleaning up for a while, and wiped her mouth embarrassedly, afraid that Ye Ming had seen her drooling just now.

"You didn't sleep last night?" Ye Ming could see Zhang Meihui's state at a glance.

"It's okay, I'm not sleepy. Zhang Meihui hurriedly dodged her gaze, picked up the basin and was about to leave, but she didn't expect that when she passed by Ye Ming's side, she was grabbed by his arm with one hand.

Zhang Meihui's figure couldn't help but stop, she couldn't help but turn her head to look at Ye Ming, seeing him looking at herself without squinting, Zhang Meihui only felt her heart beat faster in an instant, and her pretty face suddenly blushed like an apple, looking very cute, she wanted to say something, wanted to ask Ye Ming why she was blocking herself, but when the words came to her mouth, she couldn't say it.

"I'm not thankful for helping me many times, so I'll give you a small gift. Without thinking much about the change in Zhang Meihui's expression, Ye Ming said lightly.

"What kind of little gift for me?" Zhang Meihui couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when she heard that people simply wanted to thank herself, but when she heard that there was a small gift to take, her eyes lit up, maybe this is the nature of a little girl, she will always be very excited about others giving her small gifts.

"I don't give this gift easily, I can only say that you have a good chance... ＂

"Uh-huh, what the hell is that?"

Ye Ming was explaining, the little girl over there couldn't help but interrupt, her eyes were shining, like a cute doll, Ye Ming only felt inexplicable for a while, she was so excited, could she guess what my gift was? No, wouldn't she?

Just when Zhang Meihui was expectantly fantasizing about what cute and interesting little gifts Ye Ming would give her, she saw Ye Ming groping around from her schoolbag at the moment and taking out a ballpoint pen...

Yes, a ballpoint pen ...

Forehead... Is this the gift he wants to give me? This little gift, it's so small... Zhang Meihui was suddenly embarrassed, she couldn't imagine that she was given a ballpoint pen even if she wanted to break her little head?

What's the use of giving me a ballpoint pen? I'm not a student?

Seriously, Zhang Meihui was a little disappointed and a little depressed, she thought that Ye Ming was not joking with herself, and she thought that he would turn the ballpoint pen into a small hairpin or a small earring with a bad smile or something, but seeing that Ye Ming didn't look joking at all on his face, she suddenly shrugged.

Hey, Zhang Meihui, who do you think you are, it's good to be able to give you a ballpoint pen, although it's only two dollars a piece, but the quality of the Chenguang brand is not bad, at least it's a famous brand, right?

It's just that Zhang Meihui didn't expect that as soon as she grabbed the pen cover, Ye Ming, who was over there, pulled out the pen directly, and then grabbed her wrist with Zhang Meihui's face, and the other hand holding the pen began to write and draw on her wrist.

"Set Zhang Meihui as a... Answer: Str=200%?"

Oh my God! What is he doing? Looking at the densely written numbers and symbols on her wrist, Zhang Meihui's heart suddenly had a thought that she couldn't laugh or cry about: Could this be the 'little gift' he really wanted to give himself?

Zhang Meihui was full of astonishment and embarrassment, wanting Ye Ming not to 'mess around', but she was embarrassed to speak, because she never thought that this so-called little gift turned out to be a 'mathematical graffiti'?