This wealthy family is too rich for me

Li Jiaer was convinced: "Sister, can I be wrong?"

"no!"

Li Jiaer couldn't run anymore, this computer player was not good at sports by nature, he swallowed, and simply sat down on the ground.

"I won't run away, I won't run away even if I'm killed."

Lin Wanru walked over with trembling legs, and smiled triumphantly: "Hmph, run, run, let's see where you can go!"

"Stop running, I can't run anymore." Li Jiaer put his hands behind his back on the ground, feeling like his chest was about to burst, he had never exercised like this before!
It's just terrible.

Lin Wanru was also very tired, so she squatted beside him and asked, "Hey, what happened to you just now?"

"What's wrong with me?"

"Don't talk about him." She is not a fool, how could she not see something wrong with Li Jiaer: "Tell me the truth, why do you treat He Shengchen with that attitude? He treats Yaoyao very well .”

Li Jiaer snorted: "Okay? If you want me to tell you, you women are easy to be bought by superficial tricks. Don't forget that the last time classmate Jiang had something like that, he didn't do anything to help."

Lin Wanru rubbed her chin: "You can't say that..."

"Then what should I say?" Li Jiaer interrupted her directly, rolled his eyes and said: "It's good-looking, powerful and powerful, so what's the use? If he is really good to classmate Jiang, what happened last time?" If he comes out, he should quickly settle it, and the result?"

Lin Wanru was speechless for a moment.

"Is there nothing to say?" Li Jiaer stood up and patted his butt: "In short, my impression of him is just like this. He can't compare with Mr. H at all?"

Thinking of Mr. H's silent devotion and protection, he was very moved!
Lin Wanru stood up with her hands on her knees, and sighed: "Then you are right."

In the evening, Li Jiaer sat in front of the computer and clicked on the interface to chat with her idol.

Li Jiaer: 【Idol, can you teach me some skills? 】

The other side was silent for nearly 5 minutes before finally replying.

【Can. 】

Li Jiaer was overjoyed, feeling elated, ready to learn.

After studying for nearly half an hour, Li Jiaer felt enlightened, and she understood many things she didn't understand before.

He was amazed, Mr. H's skills were really not fake, and he benefited a lot from many of the skills he said.

Li Jiaer: [Thank you, Mr. H. 】

【You're welcome. 】

Li Jiaer rubbed his palms, his gossip came to his mind, and his fingers crackled on the keyboard.

[Mr. H, why did you fall in love with classmate Liang? 】

As soon as it was sent out, another one popped up almost at the same time.

Mr. H: [Is Jiang Moyao alright at school? 】

Li Jiaer quickly retracted her own article and edited it again.

[Mr. h, do you like classmate Liang all the time? 】

【Do you still want to learn? 】

This is being threatened...

Li Jiaer didn't dare to ask random questions anymore, and answered in a straightforward manner.

[Student Jiang is very happy in school, has a good personality, and is also beautiful. Although some people dislike her, it is all jealousy. Today I heard a girl speak ill of her, and I immediately retaliated. up. 】

Mr. H: [Good job, about that software, you...]

This Mr. H showed his skills again, and Li Jiaer was convinced. At the same time, he was even more sure that this Mr. H really had a deep-rooted affection for Jiang Moyao.

Even if I didn't read it, I have already imparted skills because of the beauty.

in the study.

He Shengchen picked up the coffee and took a sip, with a pleasant smile on the corner of his mouth, typing on the keyboard with his slender fingers.

Mr. h: [she will ask you to take care of her at school in the future. 】

Li Jiaer: [Don't worry, I know what to do, hehe, I will protect the person your idol likes for you. 】

He Shengchen curled his lips, and suddenly his smile froze.

A sentence appeared in the chat box on the screen.

Li Jiaer: [But Mr. H, I don't think you can do this. Classmate Jiang's current husband is quite considerate to her. If you don't launch an offensive, it will be nothing to do with you. 】

Just finished reading this one, and another one came out below.

Li Jiaer: [Mr. H, hurry up and find an opportunity to get to know Jiang, otherwise she may be seduced by that man, that man is very scheming. 】

He has scheming?

He Shengchen narrowed his eyes.

Mr. H: [Why do you say that? 】

Li Jiaer: [Oh, Mr. H, I saw it all today. He Shengchen made a move on classmate Jiang. Classmate Jiang had a face of reluctance. Seeing that He Shengchen is not good enough for classmate Jiang. 】

Li Jiaer, who was in front of the screen, complained very happily, clacking and pressing the keyboard.

Unbeknownst to him, He Shengchen's expression on the opposite side was indifferent, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually turned cold.

Mr. H: [Then who is worthy? 】

You?

He didn't ask this question, but he had a premonition that Li Jiaer was probably stealing himself, right?

At this moment, the door was pushed open a gap, and a small head poked out. He Shengchen looked up and saw it, his eyes subconsciously softened: "Why haven't you slept yet?"

"I'm here to borrow a computer from you." Jiang Moyao was a little confused: "Mine is a little stuck again."

He Shengchen tapped the notebook at hand: "Take it."

Jiang Moyao pushed open the door, walked in on tiptoes, hugged the computer, and said to him: "Thank you, I will send the computer to be repaired some other day, so I don't have to borrow it from you all the time."

She has been struggling since taking a shower.

In the end, I really didn't want to make a one-hour task into two hours, and it took me a long time to build my mind.

"I disturbed you."

He Shengchen shook his head: "Why are you so polite?"

"No." Jiang Moyao scratched her cheek: "It's better to have a good attitude when you come to borrow things, then you can be busy, I won't bother you."

Turn around and leave.

He Shengchen looked at her back and found that the ends of her hair were still dripping, so he frowned slightly: "Didn't you dry your hair?"

Jiang Moyao stopped, and when she turned around, the slippers under her feet didn't turn around, her feet got stuck, and she couldn't control herself from leaning back.

It's over, I'm going to fall!

The thought flashed through her mind, and she closed her eyes, bracing for the pain to come.

After a while of dizziness, a piece of warmth stuck to his back.

She opened her eyes cautiously, and saw the dark ceiling, and a low hoarse voice came from her ears: "Are you all right?"

Jiang Moyao's eyes widened, she hurriedly got up, put the computer beside her, knelt on the ground, and turned to look at him: "Are you okay?"

He Shengchen gave a low laugh, propped his elbows on the ground, and tilted his head to look at her: "Of course I'm fine, but you, are you sure you're fine?"

As he spoke, he glanced down at her feet, then froze.

She didn't know why, so she lowered her head to look, she just put on a nightgown after taking a shower and came over, the skirt has been rolled up to her waist at this moment, revealing her little strawberry underwear...

"what!"

She let out a short scream, got up in a hurry, pulled her skirt to cover her buttocks, her face was flushed with embarrassment, and she felt that the top of her head was about to smoke.

In the silence, no one spoke.

In the end, He Shengchen broke the silence and coughed lowly: "Is your ankle okay?"

Jiang Moyao blushed and shook her head.

"Be careful next time." He Shengchen slightly rolled his eyes away, feeling a little uncomfortable. The scene just now was really beyond his expectation.

She nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Seeing that she was so ashamed that she couldn't say a word, He Shengchen felt a little funny instead, so he laughed, and sat on the ground with one long leg curled up: "Okay, don't be shy."

She blushed and said, "Then I'll go first."

After speaking, she turned to leave.

"Wait a minute." He Shengchen stood up, followed her with the computer, and held her waist with the other hand: "I'll take you back."

Jiang Moyao twitched: "No need, I myself..."

"You can't do it yourself." He Shengchen interrupted her before he finished speaking: "If you can do it, you won't fall down just now, and next time something like this happens, protecting yourself is the most important thing, the computer is broken You can buy it again."

He saw clearly just now that the little woman was about to fall, she was still holding the computer tightly, and finally put it on the ground carefully.

Is this computer that important?
He was taken aback for a moment, looked down at her, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes: "Mrs. He, why are you protecting this computer?"

Jiang Moyao's eyes flashed, and he hesitated: "This computer is very expensive, I don't want to lose money, I have no money."

As soon as the words fell, she was brought into a warm and generous embrace, and there was a slightly deep breath and the heat of breathing by her ears.

"Liar liar."

plop plop...

The heartbeat was too fast, and Jiang Moyao's ears were buzzing, and she swallowed: "I didn't."

He Shengchen raised his eyebrows and looked into her eyes: "Really?"

She turned around quickly and bit her lip: "I'm really afraid of losing money, I have no money, and you know that."

This little money junkie.

He Shengchen couldn't help but chuckled, seeing her eyes twinkling, she looked very frightened, but in fact the cunning in her eyes could hardly be concealed.

He said with some disappointment: "It seems that I misunderstood, I thought it was because I didn't want to break my things."

Jiang Moyao looked at him cautiously, it seemed really sad...

She thought for a while, then said with a whimper, "Actually, it's not all about saving money..."

"That's what hurts me."

She was so shy that she didn't dare to look up at all, so she didn't see the smile in someone's eyes.

He just nodded indiscriminately and whispered, "A little bit."

After speaking, there was no sound for a long time, and when I looked up, I saw the light in someone's eyes. For some reason, I suddenly felt hot on my face.

"It turns out that Madam still loves me." There was a trace of tenderness on his handsome face.

Is this person deliberately clichéd?

Jiang Moyao pouted, pushed him away, stood back, lowered her head and said, "I'm going back, I still have work to do."

The little girl blew up, and He Shengchen stopped teasing her, and coughed softly: "I'll take you back."