I pulled the grass

"I don't agree with your mentality. Do you want to try it first, and withdraw at any time if it doesn't work? Hmph. You know what I like, and I hate ruthlessness the most."

Lu Wanzong blushed: "How could I be this kind of person?"

Ji Yan snorted, squinted his eyes and took a puff of cigarette and said, "By the way, I was watching the entertainment news that day. If I remember correctly, there is someone named Cen Yu, you should be familiar with it?"

Thinking about this, Ji Yan suddenly raised his eyebrows, "Isn't this pretty good? What else are you looking for? Isn't there a ready-made one?"

Lu Wanzong pinched the center of his eyebrows and said helplessly, "He can't."

"Why can't it work? Resurgence of old love or something, there is still a relationship foundation, isn't it better than meeting a stranger? He treated you back then, tsk tsk..."

"Don't talk nonsense. What's my old relationship with him?"

"Yes, yes, it's someone who has old feelings for you. Since you want to find him now, wouldn't it be better to find him?"

"No." Lu Wanzong subconsciously rejected it.

"I figured it out. Are you looking for a cover now? You don't want someone who has real feelings for you, and you don't want to have feelings for yourself, do you?" Ji Yan looked at him contemptuously, "Scumbag!"

This sentence was like enlightenment, Lu Wanzong's eyes lit up and then darkened again. It turned out that it was like this.

He propped his forehead, pursed his lips, and said after a while: "Forget it, you pretend I didn't say it."

"It's really rare for you to be so contradictory and rely on your will. Well, looking for a cover, who are you trying to play for?" Ji Yan leaned forward, stared at him and asked, "Could it be that you really have a spring heart? "

Lu Wanzong didn't deny it, but just lowered his head and sipped his tea.

He didn't want to say it, and Ji Yan didn't bother to ask, but just reminded: "Be careful not to lose money by stealing chickens."

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Lu Wange went upstairs and threw himself on the bed. Lu Wanzong acted as if nothing had happened, which really made people feel aggrieved.Want to fight.This kind of thinking is only a matter of a moment. Fighting can relieve emotions for a short time, but afterward it will lead to a greater emptiness. This feeling is not good.What's more, if you agreed to that person, heh...

Let's do the questions.So Lu Wange took out Wang Houxiong and started doing math.It has to be said that this is a new and effective way to spend time and wash away sadness. Every time you come up with an idea to solve a problem, the dopamine secreted by the brain should be no less than a movement.

Young Master Lu suddenly understood his classmate at the same table a little bit, and doing the questions was really a kind of relaxation and conquest.

After finishing the questions, I swiped my phone for a while.

The class group was still very lively, and it happened that they were talking about Wan Jia when he was watching.

"Wan Jia is a true goddess, it will be great if I can attend the quality class anytime."

"This classmate wake up, let alone whether you can get in, even if you get in, what else can you do?"

"I'm in the same class as the goddess, can't I be proud?"

"Coward!"

"You don't love me, you don't love me, why don't you try chasing one?"

"Hey, the goddess has her own heart. If you love her, you must fulfill her."

"It's delicious."

"Really fragrant +1"

……

At this time, someone suddenly said: "Who does the goddess heart belong to?"

Immediately cold.

Lu Wange watched for a while, but no one answered, snorted, and turned off the phone.

He didn't go downstairs all afternoon, and Zhang Chuli called downstairs at night: "Ge Zi, come down for dinner."

"Okay." After he adjusted his mood, he realized that Lu Wanzong was not there at all.

"Your brother left after lunch." Zhang Chuli took the initiative to explain.