Don't associate with local tyrants

"Hey, do you think the tall one behind who ran out just now looks like the second child of the Hao family?"

"Ah? I didn't take a closer look. Why, it's only been a few months since we came out. What happened in the military area? How can we send him out? I'm not afraid that he will run away... God, what happened to the chaser just now?" The one who goes out is not a paparazzi, right? Just keep quiet and call the boss."

......

After turning a corner, Nanfeng dragged Youran into an alley, and Youran was stunned by Nanfeng's chin, and he didn't care to rub his forehead. He squatted on the edge of the wall and stretched out his right hand to signal him to jump up.

You Ran saw it straight, is this an American blockbuster... He just wanted to escape the order, is it really necessary to climb the wall...

"Hurry up. If you don't want to report it. There are paparazzi behind you." Nan Feng's voice was very low, and he spoke quickly. He was a little anxious, and he raised his hand subconsciously with You Ran.

It wasn't until Nanfeng pulled her up to the edge of the wall that Youran realized what stupid thing she had done, she turned pale immediately, and grabbed onto the wall, paparazzi?When was he afraid of paparazzi?But his fear of heights is real.

Nanfeng didn't seem to be aware of Youran's strangeness, and jumped off the wall as soon as Youran sat down firmly. Seeing that Youran was still sitting on the top and didn't intend to come down, he suddenly laughed softly, "What's the situation, Lingling, you were always proud before, Why don’t you dare to jump over the wall now?”

With a pale face, Youran pursed the corners of her mouth tightly, and didn't look at Nanfeng's face, pinching the blue knuckles by the wall, there were faint footsteps coming from outside the alley, Youran almost let go and jumped out.

......

"Ahem, Lingling, the posture you jumped just now is really problematic. I really can't stand still with such a strong momentum." Nanfeng raised his head and took out a hand that was pressed and rubbed it. It hurts Luckily, this is the grass where You Ran slept before, otherwise she would have suffered a concussion.

You Ran was dizzy for a while, and after realizing it, she could hardly believe that she was still alive, and it didn't hurt at all, so she subconsciously bit the person under her.

"Oh! Lingling! Murder you!" Nanfeng couldn't help but screamed, clutching his injured collarbone, almost rolling on the ground in pain. I should have taught it.

Only then did You Ran come to her senses, looking at Nan Feng who was holding her neck and grinning her teeth, she seemed a little embarrassed, and then forced herself to sit up calmly, "Does it hurt?"

Hearing his casual tone, Nanfeng glanced at him dissatisfied, sat up, stared at Youran who was still sitting on his lap and said, "It hurts, it hurts to death." Turning his eyes, he leaned closer to Youran's ear Then he continued, "Why don't you try kissing me, maybe it won't hurt."

You Ran was still a little guilty, seeing that his pain could be controlled freely, and he still had the strength to joke around, so she also narrowed her eyes slightly, and moved a little closer to Nan Feng, covered Nan Feng's mouth, leaned forward and deepened fiercely. Tooth marks.

Nanfeng didn't bark at all this time, he just waited for him to bite his heart, then pinched Youran's face fiercely, leaned forward and bit his canine teeth to vent, and then touched the pain on his collarbone. Two bloodshot tiger tooth holes, secretly thinking about whether it is worthwhile or not.

Youran stared at the holes made by the two little tiger teeth the whole time, smiling complacently, and for the first time, she didn't care about Nanfeng's small movements, she just tilted her head back to hide from Nanfeng's gnashing teeth.

When Youran's stereotyped bell rang, he was wearing a hat and lying on the grass on one side, turning over, obviously he had no intention of answering it.

Nanfeng tilted his head to see his little movements and smiled, then poked Youran's waist with his elbow.

Leisurely frowned, half-opened her eyes and glared at Nanfeng, then reached out to pick up the mobile phone beside her and picked it up, without speaking, waiting impatiently for the other side to speak.

Nanfeng watched Youran's face darken little by little, and suddenly regretted letting him answer the call.

Intercepting the phone that was dropped by You Ranwu, Nan Feng silently stuffed it back into the pocket of Youran's coat who was standing up, and asked in a gentle voice, "What's wrong? What are you going to do?"

"Go and clean up the mess in the house."

......

The heating in the room was turned on just right, but Zhang Hong, the editor-in-chief of the Evening News in District A, was already drenched in cold sweat. Looking at the tall, heroic man in military uniform and the two more conspicuous yellow stripes on his shoulders, he tried to sit up straight body, to make myself look calmer, and then tentatively said, "Well, sir, don't you really want to sit down first... As for the photo of your brother you mentioned, I haven't received any similar notice... ...Well, once I receive it, I will send it to you as soon as possible, you see..."

"Knock, knock." Zhang Hong couldn't help but sweat when the people entered following two knocks on the door. The young master of the Qi family really came here at an inopportune time.

Seeing that there were other people in the room, Jue Wen couldn't help being stunned. He was still a high-ranking officer, so he slightly nodded at Hao Nanshuo who was looking over, then turned to the editor-in-chief, and said politely, "Editor-in-Chief Zhang, I don't know How is the typesetting of the entertainment section of the newspaper this time?"

Zhang Hong was about to ask Jue Wen to sit down first, but seeing that the military master was still standing upright, he couldn't speak for a while, so he also stood up and greeted him with the newspaper that had just finished layout, "Master Qi, this is a They just came out of the younger generation, you see, they are really ignorant, saying that the youngest of the Mo family ran away with a strange man after eating the overlord's meal, you see how this is possible..."

"That's enough, editor-in-chief, just ask for a price, how much?" Jue Wen didn't have time to play tricks with him, and he wanted to ask Youran what's going on in the past three days.

But who knew that before Zhang Hong could speak, Nan Shuo, who had been standing silently by the side, suddenly took the newspaper from Jue Wen's hands. On the newspaper were two running figures, and the boy who was dragged behind was taller and taller. It was also taken more clearly. Who is it, isn't Nanfeng?

"Who is this boy? Where did he study?" Nan Shuo's voice was a little hoarse after giving orders all the year round. This sudden question made the two people on the opposite side stunned.

Zhang Hong was stunned because the military master really didn't hear anything outside the window, but Jue Wen was stunned why he asked such a question.

In the end, it was Zhang Hong who spoke first, "Oh, this is the one you are talking about. He is Mo Youran, the only son of President Mo of the Mo Group, and he is studying in University A."

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Sorry for not updating yesterday >_<. .I'll see if I can work harder this weekend