Reborn as a handsome young master

Although Huo Lang has repeatedly stated that he has seriously realized his mistakes, Cheng Yanxiao still feels uneasy.He quietly logged into his salary account when he was 'Cheng Yanxiao' and donated all the money in it.

"Do you need me to add more?" Huo Lang stood behind him and suggested, "I can set up a foundation for you, in your name."

Cheng Yanxiao turned to stare at him, and said sternly, "This matter is not over yet."

"You're right." Huo Lang nodded earnestly, picked up the sugar orange on the table, peeled a tooth and put it to his lips, and suggested sincerely, "So I really need a guide to guide you I'm moving on to a normal life."

The 'leader' Cheng Yanxiao couldn't hold back how sweet the juice of the tangerine was, and opened his mouth uselessly to swallow the petals of the tangerine, and discussed with the 'lost lamb' behind him who had gone astray: "We should go and see George's wife."

"It should be." Huo Lang helped Cheng Yanxiao up, took a few bags of clothes that Eve sent in the morning, and compared the size for him. "Let's attend together tomorrow morning, let's try first."

Huo Lang seemed to be extremely keen on buying clothes for Cheng Yanxiao, and the corners of his mouth were upturned when he changed them one by one.

"When we returned to China, we dug up a dismembered corpse in the yard. Did Xiaojun tell you?" Cheng Yanxiao raised his neck slightly, and cooperated with him to wrap a smoky gray scarf around his neck.

"I said it. But I don't understand everything." Huo Lang straightened his scarf and looked at it from a little distance.This black coat has a bit of British flavor, and with Cheng Yanxiao's pale face, it has a feminine and glamorous vampire-like smell.Huo Lang stepped forward and pressed his lips back and forth with his fingertips, until the red lips were dyed brightly, and then he was satisfied with kissing his forehead. "It's a nice set."

"Oh." Cheng Yanxiao didn't have too high aspirations for dressing, but he expressed his helplessness when Huo Lang's corpse appeared in his yard so calmly. His fiancé's psychological quality was really not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Cheng Yanxiao took off his coat following Huo Lang's movements, and asked, "Who do you think would hate you so much? Are there any suspects?"

"Until the result comes out, it's hard to say." Huo Lang took out another milky white sports suit from the bag.

"Is the color too light? It gets dirty easily." Cheng Yanxiao declined.

"It's okay, you look good in this color." Huo Lang compared, "It seems a little bigger?"

"It's okay, I should grow again." Cheng Yanxiao folded the sportswear and put it aside, then discussed the dismembered corpse, "Who do you think that corpse will be?"

Huo Lang felt that Cheng Yanxiao was guilty of an occupational disease, rubbed his soft hair, and said cooperatively, "It should be someone who has had contact with me."

"It's pretty smart." Cheng Yanxiao saw that he was about to take out clothes from the pile of bags, and couldn't help holding down his hand. "Don't try it, it's not convenient for me now." He raised his left hand which was still in plaster. "Throw it away first, and wait until I remove the stitches and plaster."

...remove the stitches.

Cheng Yanxiao's wounds are very large, and he usually does not use anesthetics to ensure the wound heals, but if he does not use anesthetics...

Huo Lang frowned slightly.

Cheng Yanxiao pressed the fold with his fingertips quickly, "You frown as soon as you reject it, you are so proud of being favored now."

"En." Huo Lang held his hand and put it to his lips, kissed him lightly, and said affirmatively, "You're spoiled."

Cheng Yanxiao couldn't help laughing, he pinched Huo Lang's handsome face and looked left and right: "I just like to spoil good-looking people like you."

Huo Lang embraced him and kissed the corner of his lips lightly, "My honor."

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Jiang Xiaojun is sitting in the reception room on the 33rd floor, the warm coffee is transferring heat in the palm of his hand, and the rising fragrance is floating in the air, creating the illusion of warmth and comfort.

Eve pushed the door open in a suit.That cold face was like a slab of ice, breaking through the false warmth of the reception room with his entry.

He sat down opposite Jiang Xiaojun with a cold face, raised his head and said, "What do you want from me?"

Jiang Xiaojun gently clenched the cup, hesitation in his voice, "Yes, you?"

Eve snorted and stood up from his seat. "What is me?"

"You let me see the list of four on purpose, right?" Jiang Xiaojun frowned, as if he couldn't accept Eve's indifference when faced with his doubts. "Why do you do this? You want to use me to disclose this to Cheng Shao?"

"...Cheng Shao?" Eve chewed these two words, and then suddenly stepped forward and pressed her hands on the sides of the chair.The broad shoulders and compelling aura directly locked Jiang Xiaojun in this square inch.

"You are yelling well." Eve's thin lips were drawn evilly, and there was an unpredictable taste in his tone, "I went back to the country with Huo Lang, but you are not close to that young master." few?"

Jiang Xiaojun pushed Eve angrily.The opponent remained motionless like a rock.

Jiang Xiaojun couldn't resist, and he didn't move any more because he was very practical. He just stared at Eve with those dark eyes, "Are you acquiescing? You deliberately showed me the list of the four people?"

"Tsk, I've been with Huo Lang for so many years, but I still look so unimpressive when I stare at him, like a little milk dog." Eve randomly brushed Jiang Xiaojun's hair, straightened up and took the coffee that Jiang Xiaojun was holding in his hand before, and sipped it With a sip, he said directly, "I am right."

"you……"

"What about me?" Eve interrupted Jiang Xiaojun, "Children know what adults do."