Female: Wearing books and becoming a male villain

"Linzi! You have to believe me! What I said is true! Tang

Keke lay on the side of Huo Lin's bed and cried to Huo Lin.

His eyes were red, aggrieved like a little rabbit, and he was still holding a few hairs of his own.

Huo Lin only glanced at the length of the hair on his hand and could deduce that these hairs were from the dull hairs on Tang Keke's head.

Looking at his pitiful appearance, Holin stretched out his hand and patted his head comfortingly.

"Okay, I see."

"Go take a shower, you're dirty."

After Huo Lin finished speaking, he saw Tang Keke looking at him blankly.

Finally, I saw that Tang Keke's whole face bulged, which really responded to that bulging adjective.

Tang Keke stood up and pointed at Huo Lin with his finger, as if pointing at this criminal.

"Good your Horin! I've been bullied to the head! You're just perfunctory to me! Tang

Keke's words were loud, his expression serious, and his tone was righteous.

It was as if Holin had really done something sorry for him.

A golden light appeared behind Tang Keke's head.

That's the light of justice!

Holling: ...

Huo Lin glanced at Tang Keke speechlessly, not even bothering to give him a look.

How old are these children? How do you still play this set?

Then Huo Lin turned the page of the book he was holding in his hand and said to Tang Keke.

"Want a snack?" When I came back, I bought a few wheel cakes and put them in the cabinet next to me.

"Long live Horin! ≧▽≦"

As soon as Huo Lin's words fell, Tang Keke immediately changed his face, leaving the grievances just now and what had just happened to the back of his mind.

With a smile, he ran to the cabinet on the side, rummaged through the cabinets and found snacks...

"Wow, it's still creamy!"

Tang Keke took a bite of the steaming wheel and said in surprise.

Holling: →_→

"naïve."

Huo Lin glanced at Tang Keke and said with some disgust, but the slightly upturned corners of his mouth all told Huo Lin's good mood.

.........

Late at night, at the intersection, a car loaded with watermelons was parked on the side of the road to set up a stall.

The stall owner is a woman who looks a little fierce and vicious.

He looked like he had a face full of flesh, and there were several watermelons in front of him, and a scale was placed in front of the watermelon.

And this boss is leisurely holding a big fan and fanning the wind.

Business here has always been good, after all, a few steps away from there is a lively bar street.

After drinking, the young people who go home at night will not mind spending a little more money to buy a watermelon from her side to eat at home.

So even if the price of his watermelon is so much more expensive than outside, the people who buy it are still in an endless stream.

At this moment, a woman dressed in a flowing manner walked in front of the stall owner and squatted down to pick and choose.

"Old D.... Plate, you melon is good! Big and sweet, very fresh, bring me one. Hearing

the woman's words, the boss raised his eyelids and glanced at her, and then slowly sat up to fill the woman with melons, and while moving his hands, he asked about this gossip curiously.

"Good.... I heard that there is a party on your side, how is the event?

"Okay, everything is ready, just waiting for the guests to come."

The woman looked nervous, sweating on her head, but still smiling.

The boss heard that he was very satisfied, nodded, packed the melon and handed it to the woman.

"Okay, good, go, this melon will be given to you by me."

"Thank you old D... Board. The

woman bowed, then turned around and ran with the watermelon.

Soon, the watermelon stall once again returned to calm, but after a long time, there were fewer and fewer people around.

Even the cars that usually pass by are gone.

The stall owner finally sensed that something was wrong and sat up sharply.

Inverted triangle eyes, vigilantly looking around.

It turned out that at this moment, the sound of a car engine came from a distance.

The stall owner was relieved when he heard this, it seemed that she was too vigilant.

The car was a silver sports car, and the sports car slowly stopped in front of the watermelon stand.

The door slowly opened, and two men stepped out of the car.

The man who got out of the car squinted his eyes at the watermelon stall in front of him...