Villains: The protagonist sells his kidneys just for the villains to squander

However, with such intimacy, can they enter the school gate?
Lin Ming looked around, except for the envious and jealous eyes from time to time, no one came out to stop his progress.

Really give yourself too much face.

No matter what, I have to come to a few minions to let myself clean up.

Forehead. . .

Identity is a bit wrong.

As if that was the protagonist's treatment.

Forget about being a villain.

The villains seem to be. . .

"I'll go, rich second generation Lin Mingye!"

"What a talented handsome guy."

"It must be rich."

"Don't tell me it's broken."

. . .

When you move your ears, you can hear the voices of many boys and girls, with all kinds of tastes. The villain is the most loved in the world in the Internet, and everyone loves it.

As for why it can be heard from so far away.

Plug-ins are not plain water.

Still very flavorful.

However, there is still a familiar voice.

"What's the situation, the rich second generation is going to get along with others."

"Lan Lan, that's not what you think, it's just a little girl next to you."

"Jiajia, a man can't be used to eating from the pot while looking at the bowl. Er, that's wrong. He's eating from the bowl while looking at the pot."

"Don't be impulsive, calm down."

"I'm going to hit someone, let me go!"

"You can't beat it."

"How will you know if you don't try, don't pull me."

Wen Jiayu and Lin Gulan wanted to revisit the old place, but they happened to meet each other.

Lingu Lan thinks that she has traveled the world, has seen a lot, and has seen tough women, so she directly assumes the role.

All he had to do was pick up a baseball bat and prepare to deal with the wicked mistress.

Seeing this, Wen Jiayu hastily held her back, fearing that Lingulan would be tied up by strange vines and killed immediately.

Lin Ming turned his head around, somewhat puzzled how could it be such a coincidence.

Lin Gulan, the tool man, just ignores it. Does Wen Jiayu want to give herself an ATM again?

It's a pity that the cash machine in the university is a bit poor.

The little girl beside her is not happy anymore.

He looked at Wen Jiayu full of hostility, then raised his head with a sweet smile.

"Brother Ming, let's go in quickly. I've already made an appointment, so I can't be late."

In order to be gentle and not like a child, he didn't pull Lin Ming to hurry up, but shook his arms, with big bright eyes, full of longing.

There is only one sentence in my heart, let's go.

Wanting to leave, Lingulan was not happy.

She called Cui Shen yesterday, only to find out that she was blocked.

And Wen Jiayu chose not to say that it was Lin Ming who answered the phone, and that Lin Gulan was so alive, she said something that made people daydream.

Ling Gulan felt aggrieved in an instant, obviously Cui Shen broke her promise yesterday, but she was the one who was injured instead.

At Wen Jiayu's home, after drinking for a day, I forgot my troubles.

Seeing that Wen Jiayu was also facing the same trouble, Lin Gulan felt the same way.

"My surname is Lin, stop here. If you want to step on two boats, you have a good idea. I broke it today, and I want to seek justice for Jiajia."

Lin Gulan's face turned red from shouting, and Wen Jiayu, who stopped her behind her, looked at the people around her with complicated glances, really wanting to find a place to drill.

"Lan Lan, stop talking, let's go back. There are so many people here, it's too embarrassing. Things are not what you think. I'll explain to you after I go back."

"You are too weak. You will be bullied by men like this. Even after you get married, you will be bullied to death. You must expose his scumbag nature on the spot and let him know what public opinion is!"

"But things are not what you think..."

"Don't worry, if you don't want to beat him, I'll beat him, if you don't want to scold him, I'll scold him."

Regardless of whether Wen Jiayu cried because she was wronged or not, Lin Gulan acted as if she was doing your best, and took over the job of beating the mistress.

What a good girlfriend.

Seeing the students who were supposed to go to class, they all stopped in their tracks.

Surround five people.

These days, the melons of one man and four women taste really delicious.

Although one of them is a bodyguard and the other is a best friend.

It is not good to go.

Lin Ming thought, could it be that he ruined Cui Shen and Ling Gulan's good deeds, the red thread was broken, and then it dangled around.

Shaking it, it was right in front of my eyes.

I thought that in two days, when Lin Gulan's vacation was over, she would go to Wen Jiayu to discuss her life, and at the same time ask if she had any other girlfriends or fiances.

Now delivered directly to your door.

It's just that this girlfriend is a bit of an eyesore.

He naively thought that the public opinion would do something to him.

Xiao is dead.

Lin Ming was very confident, he didn't bother talking to the naive Lingu Lan.

"Xuanxuan, tell that woman who your uncle is."

Ye Xuan immediately raised his head and raised his head proudly.

"My uncle is the great director of Shanghai Metropolis, Ye Hongguang who is known as the godfather of entertainment. Shanghai Metropolis broadcasts it on a loop every day, and his film and television works are widely acclaimed. TV news, my uncle appears every day."

In a word, let everyone fry the pot.

Some people know Ye Xuan, and some people don't know Ye Xuan, but they all know Ye Hongguang more or less.

After all, most people are passers-by.

The male protagonists in Ye Hongguang's photographs are all in the image of passers-by, and their counterparts are beautiful women.

If it is a heroine, it is also an image of an ordinary woman, and the pairing is a handsome guy.

Full of immersion.

Not the feeling of eating melons.

The surrounding discussion sounds one after another, endless.