I raised 100 villain brothers

Chapter 108 Secretly Picking My Sister’s Flowers 9
Among these people.

The leading boy looked extraordinarily dazzling, with blond hair and blue eyes, obviously of Western descent.

But his bones are as gentle as an oriental beauty, and his pupils under his slender eyebrows are like oceans.

Wearing a low-key yet gorgeous gown-style college uniform, with a golden badge pinned to his chest, he looks weak and holy.

Bai Luo could not help observing him a few more times.

Because his name is Yesmo, the son of the Lord of Baicheng, and the only useless beauty in Baicheng who is more famous than her.

However, not only that.

( 0 x 0 )He is still the son of luck in this world!

Although the current child of luck is a waste.
But in the original plot, after the adult villain Qin Chi killed Yesmo's father, Yesmo had to escape from Baicheng under the cover of a group of loyal servants in order to avoid being hunted down.

He hid in Yuncheng next door and began to struggle to survive. He kept recalling that his family was brutally murdered by Qin Chi. When he was in extreme pain, he accidentally triggered a second ability, which made him the most powerful ability in Yuncheng within ten years. By.

As the son of luck, his strength can of course allow him to finally kill the little villain.

After Qin Chi was killed at the age of 27.

Yesimo finally avenged his father and became the lord of Baicheng, ruling Baicheng with a peaceful policy.

"Mo Cun, what are you doing to the little girl from the Yi family?" Yesmo, who is still a good-for-nothing beauty, stood not far away, noticing what was going on with Bai Luo, and couldn't help frowning.

When Mo Cun saw him, he dragged the little girl beside him forward.

But the little girl suddenly started crying, "Mo Cun bullied me, Brother Yesmo, please help me!"

Hearing this, Yesmo raised his feet and walked towards them, standing in front of Mo Cun and calmly said, "Let her go."

"Yesmo!" Mo Cun's eyes were filled with repressed displeasure at the superior trash in front of him.

He let go of the little girl beside him, and put his arms around Yesmo, "I didn't bully her, I just wanted to teach that little beggar a lesson, you don't need to be so lenient?"

"Little beggar?" The slender Yesmo raised his eyebrows and looked in the direction he indicated.

After his eyes fell on the thin and dirty boy, he looked back at the little girl whose face was full of tears.

"Yi Luo, don't cry, I'll take you home."

After finishing speaking, he lifted the collar of the little girl's nape, intending to carry her away.

Unexpectedly, the little girl grabbed his clean and tidy cuffs and wiped away her tears, sobbing and muttering:
"I want to take that little brother home too!"

Yesmo let go of her impatiently, staring at his ravaged cuff, he couldn't help but pat her on the head.

"You're taking a little beggar home?"

Bai Luo recalled his various connections with Yuan Shen, and lied to him wrongedly, "My second brother agreed, and that younger brother will be my servant and playmate from now on."

"He's not a beggar!"

"."

Yesimo's expression moved slightly, and he looked at Mo Cun, "If you let that child go, you should give me, the son of the city lord, a face."

"Heh" Mo Cun was angry, and sarcastically said: "Yes, you have a noble status. Since you have said so, I dare not do anything to a few trash."

"." Yesmo ignored his words.

VIP Exit No. 7.

A group of people followed behind Yesmo.

And Bailuo led the little villain, and the two children each carried a few shopping bags in their hands.

　Which dog thing gave me a low star, which made my score drop to 9.4, which caused everyone to lose the score they finally got back.

　　I'm not angry, but as long as you keep sneaking low stars, I'll keep calling you trash. There are at least three months before I finish. Try to get your rating below 6, come on.

　　
　　If there are cuties who don't like to read, I'm sorry that my writing is not to your liking, just move your little hands and leave. It's true that many of them write better than me.

　　You can also yell at me, and I will respond gently.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)