Lord God of Fast Transmigration Takes Home

Chapter 24 The School Goddess is a Girl (23)

Liu Yanxing opened the game, and while entering the account number and password familiarly, said with the corners of his mouth:
"Hmph, I think Boss Jing has something wrong with his mind."

Zhou Chenyu leaned over and asked, "What the hell?"

Liu Yanxing hooked his hands at them enthusiastically, and when they all came over, he said in a thief-like manner:

"Shall we make a bet?"

"What are you betting on?" Lu Yiming asked warily.

Among the three of them, Liu Yanxing had the most ghostly ideas, and the two of them were often sold out by him and foolishly counted the money for him.

Seeing how cautious he was, Liu Yanxing patted him on the shoulder pretending not to care, and said:

"Oh! Don't be so nervous, little bet."

Lu Yiming and Zhou Chenyu didn't believe his nonsense. If he could believe his words, even a sow could climb a tree.

"Let's talk about the bet first." Zhou Chenyu said.

Liu Yanxing looked at him with a malicious smile on his face, "Just bet on your game console..."

Zhou Chenyu rolled his eyes at him and despised him, knowing that he was thinking about his game console.

Every time he went to his house to play, this guy saw his game console, just like Grandma Wolf saw Little Red Riding Hood, his eyes lit up.

Lu Yiming also spurned him, so he knew he had no good intentions.

But Zhou Chenyu has never been a stingy person, especially for their good brothers.

"it is good!"

"What are you betting on?"

Liu Yanxing looked at the two of them and smiled, "I bet Boss Jing's peach blossoms are about to bloom."

Lu Yiming and Zhou Chenyu looked at each other, feeling that they might be hallucinating.

Boss Jing's peach blossom?
Who is so unlucky!

They have been expressing disbelief.

"Okay, if Boss Jing doesn't handle her within three months, I'll count as a loser, on the contrary..."

Liu Yanxing looked at Zhou Chenyu proudly, "You have to give me your game console as a bet!"

Lu Yiming didn't believe it, but Liu Yanxing couldn't have all the good things alone.

"Then what do we get if you lose?"

Zhou Chenyu echoed: "Yes, what do we have?"

Liu Yanxing thought about it, and based on his experience, he would never lose this bet.

So he vowed: "If I lose, I will wash your stinky socks for a week!"

If Liu Yanxing could see him washing their socks in three months, even if he was killed, he wouldn't make this bet.

When Lu Yiming and Zhou Chenyu heard this, they looked at each other and smiled, and immediately made a decision.

I really look forward to the scene of someone washing their socks.

After Jing Cheng brought Xiao Nai Jing back home, he threw him to the servants and asked them to clean him up. The smell of sweat mixed with an unknown unpleasant smell.

The cleaned little Naijing went to take a nap comfortably.

Before going to bed, he thought to himself that the next time he meets his beautiful brother, he must ask for his phone number, so that he can call him.

Little Naijing didn't wake up until four o'clock, so she yelled that she couldn't eat dinner without taking two bites.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, Jing Cheng was getting ready to go to bed when the servant suddenly came to tell Jing Hao that he had a stomachache.

He hurried to have a look.

As soon as he walked into Xiaonaijing's room, he heard his moaning and chirping.

Jing Cheng walked to his bedside and saw his chubby body curled up, his two small eyebrows frowned.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Xiao Nai Jing's stomach ached so much that he was dying, and he still had the energy to answer Jing Cheng's words, and kept humming.

Upon seeing this, the servant quickly replied: "The young master just kept complaining that his stomach hurts. He went to the bathroom and squatted for a long time, but it still didn't feel better when he came out."

Jing Cheng frowned and touched Xiao Nai Jing's forehead with a cold face. Fortunately, he didn't have a fever.

He asked the servant to notify the driver, and immediately sent Xiaonaijing to the hospital.

　The search for online articles is getting stricter and stricter. From now on, we will walk on the street and chat, and we won’t even dare to hold our hands for fear of being blocked (((φ(◎ロ◎;)φ)))
　　
　
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