Wang Lin watched Tang Fangfang's back leave, dizzy, and in a trance, until a big hand shook in front of his eyes.

Chu Ming frowned, this guy wouldn't have a crush on Tang Fangfang, right?

Wang Lin smashed his mouth, retracted his thoughts, and quickly took out a folded handkerchief from his trouser pocket.

Chu Ming couldn't take his eyes off it, his eyes were shining, such a big lump, could there be something good?

Wang Lin was cautious and opened layer by layer, until the seventh layer, when the "treasure" in it was revealed.

It turned out to be a rolled cigarette.

He took it in his hand, regarded it as a treasure, and handed it to Chu Ming with both hands, saying.

"Young Sect Master, you have worked hard."

"Taste it!"

"Do it yourself."

Chu Ming's cheeks twitched, just this thing, wrapped so thickly?

He put one hand on Wang Lin's shoulder, and he didn't smile.

"Okay, old man..."

"What about the ability, and you can make cigarettes?"

Wang Lin was flattered and smiled.

"It's not a skill..."

"The cost of living is tight, and I can save a little, it's a little."

He took out a lighter, wiped it on his clothes, and lit it for Chu Ming respectfully.

Chu Ming took a puff and almost choked, there was no smell of smoke at all, and there was a smell of commotion.

He frowned, held a cigarette roll, and watched repeatedly.

"What do you do?"

Wang Lin scratched his head and smirked.

"Made of my hair."

Chu Ming's eyes widened, and he gasped, this second goods, dare to tease him?

Tired of being alive?

But looking at Wang Lin's honest and innocent appearance, he doesn't look like a prankster, and the other party's eyes clearly carry a kind of expectation, obviously the quality of the cigarette is very guaranteed. As a young sect master, he is high-spirited and bright, a corporal with good manners, a clean breeze on his sleeves, and a hard and simple one.

The gift is not valuable, but the heart, and the mind is more important than the so-called material and beauty.

Chu Ming held his breath and condensed, and said with a positive expression.

"What's the matter with me?"

Wang Lin was embarrassed and hesitant.

It took Chu Ming a long time to understand?

"Thinking of a woman?"

Wang Lin put his hands on the crotch of his pants, as if it was itchy but not itchy, and nodded continuously.

Chu Ming asked tentatively.

"Like Tang Fangfang?"

Wang Lin hurriedly waved his hand, like a frightened bird.

Goddess Tang Fangfang, how can he be so poor and frustrated that he can reverie? Let's not talk about him, Tao Tao has an advantage over him.

Tao Tao has always had a crush on Tang Fangfang, besides...

Wang Lin's back was cold, and he was inexplicably frightened, his tongue trembled, and he said.

"Don't dare, don't dare!"

"Fang Fang is your woman..."

Chu Ming clasped his arms with both hands, his nostrils raised, and his eyes were thoughtful.

"My woman?"

What does this guy mean?

Wang Lin looked flattering, nodded his head, and said loudly.

"Only the young sect master's literary and martial arts strategy, and the talent of the heavens and latitudes, are worthy of the goddess Fangfang."

The corners of Chu Ming's mouth hooked up a light smile, and he took a step forward, put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, and said.

"I'm a man with a wife."

Wang Lin thief eyebrows, hehehe, smiled.

"It is normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines, but nowadays, if he is rich and powerful, he will not eat outside the bread."

"What's more, you're a great talent, a hero."

"Don't talk about Tang Xi, Tang Fangfang, Tang Yu, including Tang Yun..."

"All the women of the Tang Clan are yours of the Young Sect Master."

Chu Ming shook his sleeves, twisted his eyebrows, and scolded loudly.

"Inexplicable, nonsense."

"It just doesn't make sense!"

He held his head high and was right-hearted.

"I Chu Ming abides by the law, keeps to myself, never cries chickens and dogs, does evil, and resolutely upholds monogamy."

He turned his head and pointed a finger at Wang Lin, his eyes sharp and his words sharp.

"If you dare to say such things in the future, the patriarchal law will serve."

Wang Lin trembled, his face turned blue, and he quickly shut up.

He was depressed for a while, and it was no secret that the young sect master wiped it all out.

There is a popular phrase in the training team in private.

You can't be too Li Kui in doing things, and you can't be too clear in life.

The young sect master not only married the Tang Group, but also the number one daughter Tang Xi.

During the field training, he also occupied Tang Yu and Tang Fangfang, trained together, and lived in the same room. The young sect master is strong and strong, alive and vigorous, and between the dry firewood and the fire, how can he not steal food?

Even Tang Yun...

Tang Chaowen couldn't keep his mouth shut, and dragged Chu Ming to the depths of the woods, and spread the news of Qiang. Except for the person concerned, as well as the two female team members, everyone else knew.

Just ask, what other woman Chu Ming can't take?

Or don't you dare to touch it?

In time, all the women of the Tang clan will inevitably become the things in the pocket of the young sect master, and they will not escape its majesty.

Chu Ming glanced at Wang Lin coldly.

"Anything else?"

Wang Lin replied shyly, embarrassed.

"Actually, I..."

"I want a daughter-in-law!"

Chu Ming raised his eyebrows, smiled, and patted his crotch.

"Have you played?"

Wang Lin had a bitter gourd face, covered his crotch with both hands, and said.

"Young Sect Master, don't be sarcastic about me..."

"Do you think I look like someone I've played?"

"I'm just looking for a daughter-in-law..."

"But no woman looks up to me."

Chu Ming suddenly thought of something and said.

"Didn't you have a good time with someone called in the past?"

Wang Lin shook his head and shook his head, his eyes were red, and his expression was gloomy.

Chu Ming's mention of this undoubtedly sprinkled salt on his wounds.

He sighed with a sour nose and recounted an experience.

Three years ago, South China College of Economics and Trade, a female college student, rented a house off campus, lived next door to Wang Lin, when he practiced martial arts in the sect, while running takeaways, Li Jiao once got out of class, encountered two drunks molested, Wang Linlu saw injustice, heroes save the United States, the two have known each other since then.

Every night, Wang Lin would go to the post station outside the school gate to pick up Li Jiao home, buy breakfast in the morning, and put her on the windowsill. From time to time, three hundred, five hundred were transferred to her, until the other party graduated from college.

One night, Wang Lin invited Li Jiao to the park, and he mustered up his courage and spoke.

"Jiaojiao, you've graduated from college."

"Can you be my girlfriend?"

"I promise you that I will love you well and protect you for the rest of your life."

Li Jiao's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief.

"You approached me just for this?"

"I've always treated you as a brother."

"It turns out that from the beginning, your purpose was not pure."

Wang Lin looked flustered and hurriedly explained.

"No, Jiaojiao..."

"I just want to take better care of you."

Although he was mentally prepared for rejection, he never thought that Li Jiao would react so violently.

Her face was red, her chest was heaving, she slapped Wang Lin in the face, and shouted loudly.

"Take care of me?"

"Or do you want my body?"

She turned her head and walked away, and a feeling of nausea spread throughout her body.

Wang Lin has no house, no car, no education, five short stature, half a head shorter than her, square face and buckteeth, full of ugliness.

This kind of waste, trying to be her boyfriend?

It's ridiculous, daydreaming, whimsical.

She is a female college student who has just graduated, vibrant, youthful and energetic, and beautiful, everyone praises her as a little fairy, and there are many people chasing her, she can't look down on ordinary people, she wants to marry, and she is also a child of a rich family, a rich and powerful person.