After the book-wearing villain was forced to fall in love

He sat Han Mo under his ass.

This, this, this... is too fucked, right?

Le Yang quickly let go of his hand, got up from his lap, and now said I didn't mean Thaksin?It shouldn't be okay to look at that face that is so cold to the arctic.Instead of waiting for Han Mo to judge right or wrong, it is better to pin the "shit pot" on Han Mu's head!

Le Yang looked at the door angrily: "Senior, you are going too far."

Han Mu, who took one foot and was about to escape, was caught, and immediately flew into a rage: "Fart, you walked over by yourself."

"Can you pass without pushing me?"

"I fell to the ground, the sofa is two meters away, please stop messing around."

"People have stumbled and horses have stumbled, just admit it."

"I..." Han Mu didn't catch his breath, why did he "admit" when he was discussing the matter?With a sneer, he simply rolled up his sleeves and walked forward: "You have a slippery mouth, I don't know if your body is slippery or not?"

Han Mo, with his hands folded on his chest, narrowed his eyes, his body was indeed slippery, slender and soft, a small one, very comfortable to hold.But that night was too dark, coupled with his blurred mind, he couldn't see his appearance clearly, only felt the low crying ringing in his ears, very exciting, and wanted more.

As for the mouth...

Han Mo's leisurely atmosphere faded, and he looked at his malicious brother with extremely deep eyes: "Stand there and talk."

"elder brother!"

Han Mu who was reprimanded suddenly was dumbfounded, do you believe him?

"Now is a society ruled by law."

Han Mu lowered his fist, since his brother had come to a conclusion, it was useless for him to explain.Gritting his teeth fiercely, Han Mu calmed down and thought of another thing: "Brother, the voyeur bought a house next door to me."

Le Yang was in a hurry: "I'm wronged, the real estate agent must still be there, you can ask him."

Knuckle fingers turned the coffee cup, but Han Mo didn't express his opinion.

Han Mu, who didn't find a guilty expression on Le Yang's face, fell silent. Is it a coincidence?Impossible, this person must have a conspiracy.At this moment, Han Mu saw a touch of red on the outside of Leyang's pocket, and his mood immediately improved: "I really don't cry when I don't see the coffin, so explain to me about sending me flowers in the auditorium."

Le Yang glanced at the boss with an inexplicable expression: "It has nothing to do with you."

"It has nothing to do with me? The whole school knows that you are chasing me and you are still stubborn?"

"That's enough." Han Mo put down his cup, stood up and walked out displeased, and when he passed by Le Yang, his heels stopped, his captivating eyes seemed to want to see through him: "Ah Mu is at fault, and you are not innocent .”

Le Yang lowered his head, obediently followed the pace of the boss, and slipped away from under the eyes of Han Mu who was about to die of anger.

The night was sultry, and before I knew it, it was past eight o'clock.

The bodyguard opened the door of the Rolls-Royce and stood by the side respectfully waiting. After Han Mo sat down, he didn't let the bodyguard close it. Le Yang rolled his Adam's apple and resigned himself to his fate.

The car drove forward steadily, and the two of them were silent, as if time had stopped, and the deadlock was not broken until they turned into the Qingfeng Kingdom.

Han Mo put down his phone after reading the investigation report, and said indifferently: "The house prices here have been rising, why did you sell it?"

Sure enough, he is a boss, and he will not be confused by a few words.

Le Yang adjusted his mentality, and said without showing a trace: "I want to speculate in stocks."

"Tan Xiang is an expert, you can learn from him."

"No, I have the secret to winning."

"Hehehe," the well-informed Han Mo Chengfu was very deep and would not be easily amused.The tall body leaned back, tilted his head, and looked at this unknown little thing: "I'm curious, tell me and listen."

"It won't work if you say it," Le Yang raised the corner of his mouth, a little embarrassed and excited, "Although I don't understand stocks, some geniuses do. You will understand in a few days."

Han Mo heard the implication, and stared straight at Le Yang who admired him.The car stopped, and the light from the street lamps shone lightly on Le Yang's body, making his smile brighter, his complexion white, without any blemishes.The collar that had lost its buttons revealed a delicate collarbone and a small red mole.

She looks so pretty.

If it were an ugly one, with Han Mo's temper, he would probably be killed the next day, not only that, but also get rid of his whole family, otherwise it would be difficult to relieve the hatred in his heart.

The driver and bodyguards in front went down, and Le Yang was sitting on pins and needles, but he still maintained a happy state: "Thank you for taking me home, it's late at night, why don't you go back and rest?"

Obviously it was Le Yang who was in a hurry to go home, but when the words came out of his mouth, they immediately turned into heartfelt words of concern for Han Mo.

"it is good."

Le Yang stood on the side of the road and watched Rolls-Royce turn the corner, then threw away the petals in his pocket.Unexpectedly, one piece fell under the seat, and now it was lying on Han Mo's palm.

There was no class on the second day, so Le Yang went to the driving school in the suburbs by car. After chatting with the coach he had appointed, he waited beside the big tree with a group of young people who had just turned 16.

It seems a bit embarrassing to be caught in a group of older kids for only studying in senior year!

"Brother, where are you going?"

Le Yang, who is 1.7 meters five, looked up at the curious baby who was more than 1.8 meters tall, and felt a little bitter: "A is big."

"University A? Isn't that the best school in our country? Brother, aren't the students there all extremely smart and fluent in foreign languages?"

"more or less."

"Brother, look, you are pretending to be forced," the young man pouted, and said coldly, "This man always plays special things, and secretly stuffed red envelopes for the coach to squeeze our seats. If he hadn't drunk the gift from him Milk tea, I have already reported it."

Le Yang was extremely surprised. Could it be that the original owner had the physique of "attracting the protagonist"?

It may be to embody the word "favor", and it is set that the protagonist can't drive, and every time he learns to drive is a disaster scene.So relatives, friends, passers-by, even if he lost his way abroad, there were thoroughbreds who voluntarily sent him out of the woods.

Le Fei, wearing a peaked cap, walked towards this side, holding the bag in both hands. Judging by the logo, it should be the most expensive cake shop in the city center.

"Have you had breakfast? My...fourth...fourth brother?"

The young man who had just said bad things about Le Fei turned pale and regretted endlessly.

The others laughed inwardly, they deserved it, and when they saw someone wearing a famous brand, they posted it up to curry favor, and the donkey kicked their hot faces.

Le Yang rubbed his temples, and said helplessly in his tone: "You shouldn't hide it from your family, and you shouldn't be separated from the bodyguards."

"It's okay, I just want to learn how to drive."

"What if something happens? Have you ever thought about my end?"

If the original owner had never been a demon, Le Yang would be willing to be his friend. Now that there are three months left before graduation, he just wants to leave quietly with his graduation certificate, and he doesn't want to be cannon fodder by the plot.Without hesitation, he took out his mobile phone, took a photo of Le Fei and the driving school sign and sent it to his elder brother Le Sheng.

Le Fei and Han Mu have gone through a lot of hardships to be together, Le Yang doesn't want to share the "suffering"

"you!"

"Put away your sadness, lest elder brother see and think I'm bullying you."

Several coaches who had just finished the meeting came over and said enthusiastically, "Get in the car."

Le Yang quickly grabbed Le Fei, and asked for leave with a smile: "He is not feeling well, so he won't go."

"Okay," the coach didn't think much, and left with the other students.

The driving school was empty, Le Fei pursed her lips, but couldn't help crying: "This is the first time you hold my hand, I'm very happy."

Le Yang, who was leaning against the tree to enjoy the cool air, refused to chat. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eyes, he saw someone poking his head outside the wall. A gust of cold air rose from the soles of his feet, and even his scalp became cold.

Maybe a neighbor!

Don't be too sensitive, you won't be so unlucky.

But when he saw the man peeping this way again, all luck flew away.

【small theater】

Yang: Can you still survive?

Fei: I will protect you!!!