Villain: Forced to accept a marriage contract at the beginning

"Sorry, how do I get to the Academy of Fine Arts?"

Zhu Mo managed to squeeze out a way and stepped forward to ask.

"Oh? You're not that who?"

Seeing Zhu Mo, Jiang Mengyao shouted in surprise.

All eyes were on Zhu Mo, confused.

"Ah? Who are you? You must have misunderstood the person."

Zhu Mo still replied lightly, feeling a little disgusted with Jiang Mengyao in front of him.

It seemed that it was this woman who caused him to push forward so hard, just to ask for a way.

"Are you kidding me, brother? This is Jiang Mengyao, a popular star."

"No way, no way! Are there still young people who don't know Jiang Mengyao? I'm dying of laughter."

Zhu Mo was a little annoyed by a girl's yin and yang tone.

Staring at her in boredom, he sneered and said, "She's not my mother, why do I know her? If you want to die laughing, get out of here and die."

Although she felt embarrassed because Zhu Mo didn't recognize her, Jiang Mengyao still pretended to be calm and showed a beautiful smile:

"Freshman, come with me, and I'll take you there. Which major do you major in?"

"painting."

"Wow, what a coincidence. I'm also an oil painter, but I'm just your senior sister in junior year."

Speaking of which, Jiang Mengyao walked over to look at Zhu Mo who was empty-handed and asked, "Is there no luggage?"

"Not at school."

"Oh~ Come with Senior Sister." Jiang Mengyao deliberately emphasized the word Senior Sister.

She wants to get revenge on this guy who has let herself be deflated this morning.

Zhu Mo didn't speak, and followed Jiang Mengyao.

I just felt that there were several jealous eyes coming from behind, as if they wanted to pierce me.

【Ding!Post a system task.

Content: Jiang Mengyao's favorability has reached 20 points.

Reward: 300 Villain Points. 】

"Damn it, are you okay with the system? What kind of cerebral palsy mission is this? I won't accept the mission from the head office."

Now Zhu Mo is simply underestimated by the system, he doesn't look like a big villain.

There is no reason for the villain to cultivate goodwill with others.

Jiang Mengyao didn't say a word along the way, and just led Zhu Mo to turn left and right in the academy.

I thought that Zhu Mo behind him should be exhausted enough, and immediately jumped up and down with anger.

Turning his head to look at Zhu Mo, he never thought that he didn't even shed a drop of sweat, but he was so tired that he was sweating profusely.

"I said... senior sister." Zhu Mo said with a cold face.

The two were walking uphill, Jiang Mengyao turned her head with difficulty: "What?"

"You always take me around school, do you think I'm crazy?"

"Ah...it's annoying. Just follow me."

After being exposed by Zhu Mo, Jiang Mengyao still didn't blush and her heart beat.

Thinking that I have embarrassed my old lady so many times, it would be good if I didn't take you around a few more times.

"Oh... let's go, I can't stand still."

Her legs felt weak. Jiang Mengyao just took a step, but her foot was not stable, and she lost her center of gravity and her whole body leaned back.

"Ah...it's over." Jiang Mengyao was startled, feeling like she would have to roll all the way down this slope.

As a person who relies on her appearance for a living, she must be disfigured.

Thinking of this, tears welled up in Jiang Mengyao's eyes.

But...

The body has not yet fallen down, and the buttocks feel supported by something.

"Huh? Why hasn't it fallen down yet?"

I moved my buttocks, only to feel a burst of heat coming from above, which seemed to be quite comfortable.

"Hey! Can you please remove that ass quickly?"

Zhu Mo's voice entered Jiang Mengyao's ears, and Jiang Mengyao hurriedly stood still and looked back.

Seeing Zhu Mo's flushed face, she also guessed why she didn't roll downhill.

Thinking of this, even Jiang Mengyao blushed.

"Well... the Academy of Fine Arts is right ahead. I'll go first."

"what..."

Because she wanted to leave in a hurry, another one couldn't stand firmly, Jiang Mengyao fell head-on to Zhu Mo.

Seeing the lips that were close at hand, and could be touched just a little further, Jiang Mengyao's face was so red that water dripped out.

boom...

The heartbeats of both sides seemed to become clear in each other's ears.

Zhu Mo quickly grabbed her shoulders and pushed Jiang Mengyao away, passing her to pretend to be calm: "Got it, you can go now."

Looking at Zhu Mo's back, Jiang Mengyao bit her red lips thoughtfully.

After a small episode, Zhu Mo went to the Academy of Fine Arts and quickly completed the formalities.

After a busy day, I called Zhou Lu in advance.

Before coming to Nanjiang City, Zhu Min gave Zhu Mo a huge sum of money.

With this part, Zhu Mo asked Zhou Lu to buy a house of more than 200 square meters in a high-end community near the school.

Zhu Mo, who was waiting for the elevator downstairs, laughed at himself.

I didn't expect to have to experience college life again, and it seems that life is a bit rich before school starts.

"Master!"

Zhou Lu blocked the elevator entrance with his hands, and nodded to Zhu Mo.

After Zhu Mo walked into the elevator, Zhou Lu boarded the elevator.

Just as the elevator doors were about to close completely, they heard a rush of footsteps.

Zhou Lu, who heard footsteps, immediately clicked the button to open the door.

"Wouldn't it be better to let her wait for another elevator?" Zhu Mo said coldly.

Zhou Lu stroked his bald head and let out an oh, then immediately pressed the close button again.

thump.

A hand with five slender and straight fingers, as white as lotus root, was clasped in the gap where the elevator was about to close.

It was a woman wearing a black baseball cap with long straight black hair and wearing tracksuits.

A pair of straight and fair long legs make people involuntarily go up to take a look.

Under the brim of the hat was an extremely charming face, but it was extremely glamorous.

There was a trace of anger in the pair of eyes, and a sneer appeared on the flaming red lips, and he stepped in and pressed the close button.

He looked at Zhou Lu and Zhu Mo coldly: "Didn't you hear someone coming?"

"I can't hear you." Zhu Mo's answer was very straightforward.

The beauty snorted coldly, and wiped the sweat from her forehead with a towel in one hand, as if she had just returned from exercising.

"Hey... I'm sorry, beauty." Zhou Lu apologized with a smile.

But she didn't want to continue to care about it.

The woman's figure has to be said to be perfect, and the distinct waistcoat line fully shows her uneven curves.

If she was a model, Zhu Mo would believe it.

Huh?

Why did his gaze involuntarily fall on the line of his vest?

Zhu Mo hurriedly looked away, coughing twice to cover up the embarrassment in his heart.

But someone behind him didn't react so quickly, and was caught by the woman.

"Heh...uncle, is it that good-looking? Are you going to put all your eyeballs on it?" The woman's eyes showed undisguised disgust.

And Zhu Mo smiled at Zhou Lu making a fool of himself like a melon-eating crowd.

After Zhou Lu scratched his nose, he had an idea.

He raised his chest and raised his head, and shouted confidently: "Young master, look at me!"

Zhu Mo: "Nimma*, I'm ****."

"It's really disgusting, how can I meet such a weirdo like you."

After the woman sneered, she found that Zhou Lu still hadn't moved her eyes, so she said sharply, "Hey! Uncle, don't look around, okay?"