Get rid of the slag and attack me and the disabled boss [Transmigration Book]

He Jimin said such dirty words openly.

It's as if you are in your own home now, without any scruples.

But Xing Zhuo on the other end reacted greatly, he directly pulled his hand and turned his face, "He Jimin, do you have any shame?"

"No," He Jimin moved his buttocks, and he sat on the table where the books were spread out, and stretched out his hand to help Xing Zhuo pull up the neckline, "Look at you, just touch it, and it will become so hot."

It is not the first time that He Jimin has discovered that when someone touches Xing Zhuo, he always sweats, and his mood is somewhat dry. As stated in the original book, Xing Zhuo is very clean, and his obsession with cleanliness has reached a morbid state. , now it seems that the settings are still there.

He Jimin's eyes moved to the pair of hands imprisoned by the soft glue. The soft glue was made of good material, light and thin, and even the details on Xing Zhuo's joints could not be covered much.

When He Jimin looked at those hands, he often wondered how warm the palms under the soft glue could be.

"Let's go," Xing Zhuo didn't intend to get entangled with He Jimin, but just pulled back from He Jimin and planned to leave.

He Yuanzhuo subconsciously put his hand on Xing Zhuo's arm, "Mr. Xing, I still have some questions, and I want to ask you again."

He Yuanzhuo spoke quickly and moved quickly, and without even thinking about it, he began to slide his hand up the back of Xing Zhuo's hand.

It may be because of He Jimin's stimulation before that Xing Zhuo became extremely sensitive and sensitive. Just as He Yuanzhuo's hand touched him, he was thrown away by Xing Zhuo with disgust in his eyes. ,"open."

He Yuanzhuo was stunned for a moment, then put his hands there awkwardly.

He reacted for a while, and then suddenly got angry at He Jimin, "He Jimin, I'll just let you at home, but now outside, how many times do you want to embarrass me?!"

He Jimin stood still, "I'm your brother."

That's all he said.

He Yuanzhuo exploded, "Brother? Ha, don't be kidding. You don't look like a brother. You are used to following Hou Fangyuan's ass. Now that you think about biting your own family, you really—" He Yuan Zhuo Zhuo said that the more excited he became, the hands started to greet He Jimin directly.

The scolded He Jimin hadn't finished listening to what he said when someone interrupted him.

But unexpectedly, it was Xing Zhuo.

He Jimin raised his head slightly, looking at He Yuanzhuo's slap that was stuck in the middle.

"In the future, such words will be rotten in my heart." Xing Zhuo squeezed He Yuanzhuo's hand, his eyes were not warm, "He is your brother, this is the truth."

He Yuanzhuo was still angry, so he scanned around again and saw that there were more and more people watching the fun, so he held on to what happened to He Jimin before, "I was right, he likes men. He's been in love with Hou Fangyuan's rubbish for five years, how can such a person be me—"

"—"

He Yuanzhuo's words stopped here, and no one dared to speak out afterwards.

He Jimin is now pressing one foot on He Yuanzhuo's four-digit T-shirt, and there are only so many shoe prints on the big white blank. He Jimin lowered his body to pass a message to He Yuanzhuo on the ground. , "Yuanzhuo, didn't I say that you have to listen to the teacher at school," He Jimin pointed his toes down and pushed hard on He Yuanzhuo's voice, which still wanted to speak, "the hat of no respect , To be honest, I don't want to pin you on your head yet, but at least you should pay attention to it yourself, otherwise, even if I want to defend you, I won't even find a reason."

Then he changed his face and smiled at Xing Zhuo above his head, "You say yes, Mr. Xing."

Xing Zhuo just stood there, paused for a while before answering, "Yes."

He Yuanzhuo's throat is now rendered speechless by the pair of cold leather shoes, because the throat is sensitive to force, and now he feels nauseated intermittently.

"I'm your brother." The soft smile on He Jimin's face was in contrast to the extremely bad behavior now. He finally followed He Yuanzhuo to make things clear, and pulled He Yuanzhuo by the collar to lift him up, "It's still big The kind my wife gave birth to."

The people around originally planned to come to see the handsome guy, but when they arrived, they found that He Yuanzhuo, who had dominated the entire Nandali for a few days, was being rubbed against the ground by his brother.

Jin Nan also crossed his arms and stuffed another piece of chewing gum on his tongue, and poked Wen En who was standing next to him, "I didn't see it, your master is quite fierce, and his ability to teach people is not bad at all." ah."

Wen En stood a little far away, ignoring Jin Nan's words.

Jin Nan thought to himself, "Don't say that I was quite optimistic about He Yuanzhuo. After all, Lord Xing has been getting close to this kid recently. From the looks of it now, Old Ginger may still be good enough."

After Wen En listened, he stood straight forward, and a group of people walked sideways and walked straight forward.

"This is He Jimin?" The students who came to see the excitement, there are many seniors who have already contacted the society this time, and there are only a few famous ones in the circle of princes in province B. Recently, the name of He Jimin is the same. He even started to stir around in this circle.

"The He family is rich, so even if He Yuanzhuo was as happy as before, the son of the eldest wife's name alone will overwhelm him so much that he can't stand up," a boy looked at He Yuanzhuo like this and began to add insult to injury , "Now that they are here in the name of their parents, He Yuanzhuo probably won't be around for long."

This lively scene created a wave of fame in Nantah University.

Now everyone knows that He Yuanzhuo was born by his concubine.

He Yuanzhuo was still lying on the ground, and He Jimin was still pressing on He Yuanzhuo with one leg.

He Yuanzhuo didn't know how the honest and honest fool would get so angry this time, the terrible thing is that now he doesn't even have the strength to move.

So he reached out to Xing Zhuo.

He Jimin did not stop He Yuanzhuo's current behavior, and looked up at Xing Zhuo.

The two of them waited for Xing Zhuo to speak.

But Xing Zhuo turned on his toes and left.

He Jimin just sat there laughing, while patting He Yuanzhuo's face, "See, your tongue is on the ice, don't you know how hot or cold he is?"

After a while, I heard Jin Nan yelling outside the door, "Master Xing, wait for me, I'm walking on two fucking legs."

People are crowded in the classroom now, and He Jimin didn't spare He Yuanzhuo much face. He just sat like this and waited until the teacher who asked him to sign came with the materials, and He Jimin stretched his arms. Sit up from the floor.

He Yuanzhuo, whose throat was loosened, stood up directly holding the stool, "He Jimin, how dare you do this to me?!"

It is estimated that he was suppressed for too long just now, and what he said now is still dumb.

It's just that he just stood up when He Jimin slapped his face, "I'll teach you the rules when the teacher is here."

He Jimin passed his hand around He Yuanzhuo's arm, and finally made a clever move, the sole of his foot hooked the side of the other's calf, He Yuanzhuo directly lay down on the table, and He Jimin took this opportunity to slap on the table. Sitting down, he pressed his leg up, and pinned He Yuanzhuo to death on the table.

The teacher of the reporting department who just arrived stood there without daring to move, so he stammered, "Are you Mr. He?"

"It's me," He Jimin pried open the pen with one hand, scratched at the place where he wanted to sign, and looked up at the teacher with a gentle smile.

"He Yuanzhuo's guardian."