Come on, come to the bowl

Zhao Linwei, Jian Muchen's bamboo horse and bamboo horse, the two live close to each other, so they can be regarded as neighbors. In addition, their parents also have a cooperative relationship in the mall, and they have been walking around since childhood, so the relationship between the two has been very good since childhood, but Jian Muchen would rather Don't be so good.

because……

'Mom, when I grow up, I will marry Sister Chenchen as my wife. '

Fuck your uncle's eyes, Zhao Linwei, the employer is a man, a man! ! !

However, Zhao Linwei, who is stubborn, just doesn't believe the bloody fact that both families told him. Jian Muchen is not a younger sister, but a younger brother.

The reason is……

"Chenchen is so pretty, how could she be a younger brother. '

Convex (艹盘艺) You are the only good-looking, your whole family is good-looking, your whole class and whole school are good-looking.

Until one day, Jian Muchen, who had been called his sister, couldn't take it anymore. He dragged him into the room, took off his pants, pointed at his little brother, and then removed the title of sister who had been with him for nearly a year or two.

However, Jian Muchen soon regretted his stupid behavior, because...

'Mom, when I grow up, I want to marry brother Chenchen as my wife. '

Jian Muchen: Get out! ! !

In order to prove that he is straight and straight, Jian Muchen has learned how to flirt with girls without a teacher since he was in school. He had his first female ticket in the second grade of elementary school, although...

In the end, he was bought by Zhao Linwei with an imported lollipop. The coercion was useless, so the female ticket broke up with him on his own initiative, but Jian Muchen fully proved to himself that he was indeed straight.

As the two grew up slowly, although those words when they were young became an oolong in the mouths of both parents, it was indeed true that Zhao Linwei treated him better and better.

How should I put it, this kind of goodness makes Jian Muchen sometimes have the illusion of self-persuasion, and it is also good to be Zhao Linwei's wife.

It's just that this terrible thought disappeared after turning around in my mind.

How could he, Jian Muchen, do such an outrageous thing as being someone's wife? Absolutely not.

In the future, he will reach the pinnacle of his life and marry a rich and beautiful man.

Just like the tall, rich and handsome protagonist in Feng Yuanwen, the Great God of the Green River, killing all the losers, taking in all the younger brothers, and having sex... Well, there are no beautiful women for now, but Jian Muchen believes that there will be in the near future.

Looking at his system-generated message on the message list that received the most praise after throwing 100 rockets, Jian Muchen smiled on his face and swallowed all the bitterness and tears into his stomach.

I, Jian Muchen, am tall, rich and handsome, how could I care about this area!district!one!Ten thousand!piece!Woolen cloth!

But what to do, labor and management are so distressed!

On the way to the airport, Zhao Linwei in the back seat of the car took out his notebook, skillfully logged into the background of Lujiang and clicked on the data, and saw the message pushed to the top by countless readers at a glance. Not long ago, the people in the room gritted their teeth to the point of fire-breathing expressions, combined with Jenny's miser-like butler character and the reward of the 100 rockets in front of him, Zhao Linwei's eyes uncontrollably dripped with endless indulgent smiles.

How can she still be the same as when she was a child, so cute that it's a foul.

The author has something to say: dog food.