Abduct a school bully to be his daughter-in-law

The two sat facing each other, Jun Jue leaned on the back of the chair with his legs crossed, and always felt a little uncomfortable when he met her half-smiling eyes.

"Say something."

What's the point of staring like that?

Zou Qian raised her eyebrows and glanced away: "I guessed it was you when I saw that photo on the Internet. In fact, I didn't expect him to admit it when I asked him."

What can't you admit?

Jun Jue frowned: "That's why you came here?"

Zou Qian paused, then shook her head: "Not all, I'm here to find the end of the season, but it's the same with you now."

"..."

"It's the matter of my aunt adopting Gu Xiaoman before, it may be obsolete."

"Yellow? Why?"

He remembered that child, a boy who looked very cute and had a bad voice.

After all, she was the adopter she helped to find, and Zou Qian looked a little embarrassed when something happened.

"Just a week ago, my aunt was not feeling well and went to the hospital for an examination, and it was found out that she was pregnant."

So there is no need to adopt anymore?

"Actually, if he is obedient and continues to be adopted, it is not impossible to continue to adopt him, but he is too stubborn, and he is always fighting with others when he is sent to a cram school. My aunt and the others are afraid that they will not be able to control him, so they want to send him back. "

Probably because of some guilty conscience, she kept her head down.

Jun Jue paused for a while, then suddenly asked, "Have they managed it?"

"What?" Zou Qian was puzzled.

"I said he fought with others, did your aunt and the others take care of it?"

"...I don't know about that."

But it didn't take long to pick it up, and they were not familiar with it, so they didn't care much if they thought about it.

In response to her ambiguous answer, Jun Jue curled his lips: "It's just that you have your own child, and it's a burden to dislike others. If you don't want it, you don't want it. What excuses are you looking for?"

If you say you can't control it before you start to manage it, who will believe it?

The ruthless words made Zou Qian feel a little embarrassed, but she didn't refute. Her own aunt also understood, and what Jun Jue said was not wrong.

Taking a sip of the cold drink, she looked up at the person opposite, with a pretty face, frowning slightly because of what she just said, and looking out the window as if thinking about something.

She suddenly laughed softly: "I think I know why I chose you at the end of the season."

He never looks at others with colored glasses. He treats someone well from the bottom of his heart and not because of other things. It will be very easy to stay with such a person.

She didn't continue talking, Jun Jue was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

Zou Qian shook her head, using a straw to stir the pearl milk tea with ice cubes, with a relaxed expression on her face.

"Actually, when I first found out that you were together, I was unconvinced in my heart. Obviously I met him first, and even the two of you knew each other because of me. I don't think I am worse than you. What happened, why did I lose to you... I actually lost to a man."

"What? Discrimination?"

"If you discriminate, I won't come to you." Zou Qian rolled his eyes at him.

She is not that rigid, and although she is not very optimistic about homosexuality, she will definitely not reject it.

She suddenly had some gossip: "When did you like the end of the season?"

Why the hell am I sitting here listening to her bullshit?

Jun Jue stared at the sky speechlessly.

Seeing him like this, Zou Qian couldn't help laughing: "At least it's me who led the thread for you, so there's no need to dislike me so much, right?"

Having doubts in his heart, Jun Jue looked at her and asked directly: "Do you still like him?"

Zou Qian was taken aback, her face was a bit complicated, she thought about it, and said: "Maybe I like it, I can't tell."

"..."

"I wanted to get close to him at first because I felt that he, like his name, sounded very lonely."

In fact it is.

"I tried my best, but in the end he didn't take me seriously, haha, isn't it ridiculous?"

"..." It was indeed a bit ridiculous, but seeing her self-deprecating smile, Jun Jue didn't nod.

Zou Qian didn't care about his thoughts, and continued: "I've also thought about it carefully, maybe what I like is not the person at the end of the season, but the identity of his girlfriend. There are very few people he contacts or speaks to, if I become his girlfriend, I will always be special in the eyes of others, and what I like is probably just such a sense of superiority."

"I'm just a vain person."

She smiled bitterly and looked sad.

Jun Jue stared at her for a long time: "So you did it on your own?"

Zou Qian: "..."

Her heart stopped suddenly, and she raised her eyes and stared at it.

Shouldn't he say a few words of comfort when a girl is sad?Is this adding insult to injury?

Sighing deeply, Zou Qian raised her forehead: "You are good at everything, but you are too unmannered. Apart from being rich and handsome, you are not as good as the end of the season."

The end of the season will not be comforting, at least it can be quietly listened to.

Jun Jue didn't take it seriously, and he didn't feel ashamed to lose to his wife.

The two chatted for a long time, and basically Zou Qian was talking alone. She didn't get up until someone called her, and she got up to leave. When she left, she didn't forget to tell him to pass on Gu Xiaoman's matter to Ji Mo.

Jun Jue readily agreed, although he didn't think he would take it to heart when he told Ji Mo.

And when he told the end of the season about this, he did just nod his head and didn't say anything.

After dinner in the evening, Jun Jue sat at the table holding the tutorial book. He had almost memorized the formulas. At the end of the season, he was asked to do the questions. He could calm down by forcing himself to study, but today he was always a little absent-minded.

The positions of the two changed at some point. Ji Mo sat on the head of the bed, concentrating on the textbook in his hand, while Jun Jue simply put down his pen and looked sideways.

Ji Mo lowered his head slightly, his eyelashes blinked occasionally, the bangs on his forehead were a little long, and fell down to cover his eyes, and he casually fiddled aside, Jun Jue watched, thinking about when he would take him to have a haircut .

The man raised his eyes suddenly, and the two eyes met, but neither of them avoided it.

At the end of the season, he said calmly: "What's wrong?"

"Ask me if you have any questions." Jun Jue smiled, grabbed the pen and paper and books on the table, and climbed onto the bed: "Please explain this question to me."

At the end of the season, he glanced at the question, took the pen and paper in his hand and directly solved the problem on his knees. Suddenly, his shoulders were heavy, and someone brought his head up again.

The freshly washed hair, which hadn't been dried because of the hot weather, was still damp and gradually soaked his pure white shirt. He glanced at him sideways and didn't care.

There was a rubbing sound when the tip of the pen fell on the white paper. Smelling the fragrance of the shower gel on his neck, Jun Jue's eyes darkened slightly, and the black words on the paper became more and more blurred. go in.

Ji Mo's body froze suddenly, and with a "shua", the tip of the pen with ink drew a long line on the manuscript paper, just like the black line hanging on someone's face.

After being stared at by him, Jun Jue just smiled, and he grabbed his hand through the shirt, and touched his waist uneasily, and said solemnly: "Did I make you fat? ? You have flesh on your waist!"

Who is raising whom?Have you ever cooked a meal?

Ji Mo's face was very gloomy, he couldn't hold back for the first time, he kicked the man under the bed, and threw the solved problem in his face.

Jun Jue: "..."

In fact, he will do this question.

Touching his nose embarrassingly, he sat up again. He was already sitting on the edge of the bed with one foot under the bed. It's not a loss for him to be a little cheap.

When Jun Jue fell asleep, Ji Mo couldn't help reaching out and pinching his waist.

He didn't even think how fat he was!

So for the first time, in the physical education class of independent activities, someone who always ran to the library or hid in the shade unexpectedly appeared on the stadium.

After buying water, Jun Jue handed it to him: "Aren't you going to the library today?"

At the end of the season, he shook his head: "There's nothing I want to see."

Just after taking a sip of water, someone called him on the basketball court, and Jun Jue's heart skipped a beat: "Then... let's go play."

He pulled people directly, but he was resisted and did not pull.

Seeing him turning his head in doubt, Ji Mo said calmly, "I won't."

"It's okay, I'll teach you."

That will affect other people's playing, and the class time is not long.

At the end of the quarter, he shook his head decisively: "No."

He doesn't like crowded places, and hates bumping into others.

Helpless, Jun Jue looked around, pointed to the small playground downstairs and said, "Then go play badminton, that's easy."

On the badminton court downstairs of the teaching building, there is a three-story tall tree next to it. The leaves are thick and lush, forming a large shadow on the field, so although there are not many people playing, many come to enjoy the shade.

Jun Jue pulled people over and shouted, "We're coming too."

Immediately someone heard the sound and looked sideways, "Okay."

When he saw the people following Jun Jue, many people were surprised and looked at him very uncomfortable, so he took a step behind Jun Jue as if nothing had happened.

"There are so many people, why not play doubles, do you have a beat?"

"Yes." Someone handed over the beat.

The last thing the school lacks is a racket.

Jun Jue handed Ji Mo a racket, and said naturally, "I'm in a team with Ji Mo, you can do whatever you want."

As he said that, he directly led the people to sit down on the side, first come first, first come first, they still took the gun.

The few people who were also waiting to receive the gun also sat down, and a girl looked at Ji Mo and said, "Is Ji Mo still a novice? Is it okay?"

Jun Jue answered directly, "What's wrong with the novice? Don't you still have me?"

"Cut~ I'll see if you can do it." The girl scoffed at Jun Jue's words and turned to look at the stadium.