The rich and noble son is lurking by his side [Rebirth]

Zhen Lang looked coldly at the delicate woman lying on the ground, and found out speechlessly that this person was actually an old acquaintance—Feng Jiaojiao who had been expelled from Ming University.

Feng Jiaojiao was arrogant and arrogant. After she was expelled from Ming University, she never returned to her hometown. She was determined to make great achievements again, and she made a show of showing off to the group of seven aunts and eight aunts who love to chew their tongues.

She rented a dilapidated student apartment near Ming University, and wandered around every day, looking for a job or "looking for opportunities". It was as if nothing had happened, and he had not been favored by any company.Seeing that the money in her hand was about to be spent, but Lu Xinbo still couldn't be contacted, Feng Jiaojiao was so anxious that she jumped every day.

She went out to buy instant noodles today, and when she passed by Ming gate, she happened to see a blinding, aggressive Lamborghini parked outside the south gate, and looking at the handsome man next to the Lamborghini who looked like an idol superstar, Feng Jiaojiao seemed to see a The dawn of redemption.

During Feng Jiaojiao's six months with Lu Xinbo, her eyesight for people has indeed improved. Even without the shiny Lamborghini next to her, she can tell from his clothes that this handsome guy with wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, Either the rich young master or the noble young master.

Time is ticking, take your chances.Feng Jiaojiao said to herself.

From an angle that Zhen Lang couldn't see, Feng Jiaojiao threw a whole bag of instant noodles into the roadside green belt with a flick of her hand, and saw the "Golden Mountain" not far away. Walk steadily towards Zhen Lang.

Feng Jiaojiao recovered herself and turned into a good young man who changed his fate against the sky and worked hard. Judging by this person's posture, it is obvious that he came to Ming University to pick up someone. Whoever comes to pick her up, she must create opportunities and try bravely.

Feng Jiaojiao, who is good at brainstorming, has rehearsed this whole set of "overbearing president falling in love with me" and "Cinderella marrying a wealthy family" countless times in her mind, and today she finally put it into practice.With a hint of joy and nervousness, she passed out at Zhen Lang's feet like a weak willow Fufeng.

When Zhen Lang saw the woman's face clearly, his first reaction was to look up to the sky and roll his eyes, showing a speechless expression.Seeing Feng Jiaojiao drawing Hello Kitty's gaudy paws and pretending to reach out to him unintentionally, Zhen Lang took a few steps back and removed his shiny leather shoes in fear of avoiding them.

He hated this woman deeply. If he hadn't adhered to the principle of not beating women, based on Feng Jiaojiao's disgusting things to his boys, expulsion from school would have been cheap for her. Zhen Lang would have found someone to cover him with a sack beat her up.

Zhen Lang withdrew his legs, looked at the woman's body lying on the ground, and laughed angrily. He snorted, and immediately took out his mobile phone, and took a group of close-up photos of Feng Jiaojiao from multiple angles.

Feng Jiaojiao squinted her eyes, saw all this, pretended to be weak, and said delicately: "Sir, you, why are you taking pictures of others?"

Zhen Lang answered concisely and coldly: "Pengci, hang up on the Internet."

Feng Jiaojiao was extremely sad, and her voice trembled: "I... didn't touch the porcelain... I fell down..."

Zhen Lang pointed to the front seat of the Lamborghini and reminded: "Sister, I'm driving a driving recorder."

--What?Miss?

The masseter muscles on Feng Jiaojiao's cheeks twitched inexplicably, a little questioning life.Did she go out without makeup today?Or are there grains of rice sticking to your face?Damn, is this handsome guy a heart of stone?With such a delicate and delicate appearance, how could she not move this person's heart?

Feng Jiaojiao struggled to prop up her upper body, raised her head obliquely, her long black hair slipped down one shoulder in strands, she turned her face sideways at a 45-degree angle, posing what she thought was the most beautiful angle for Zhen Lang, and turned to the man. Stretching out Erkang's hand, he said sadly and haggardly: "Sir...I, I don't want to touch porcelain, I'm just a little dizzy, I have hypoglycemia...don't get me wrong...please, can you help me? ?”

Zhen Lang's face was cold, he didn't want to help this showman at all, he knew in his heart that it wasn't his car that Feng Jiaojiao wanted to touch Ci, but himself.

Feng Jiaojiao's outstretched hand was hanging in the air, and the two of them were in a stalemate. At this time, Mr. Security, who had been watching the excitement in the South Gate mail room, finally couldn't hold back his funny soul, and ran out of the mail room to mediate.

Zhen Lang took the mobile phone and asked the uncle: "Master, have you seen the whole process, how did she fall down?"

The uncle is very straightforward: "I saw it. Your car is parked at the door. You are standing by the car and posing handsomely. This woman strolls over from behind you, looking straight at you, her eyes are shining. Then she threw a plastic bag into the green belt over there, and came straight at you in a daze, and after that, she plopped down at your feet..."

Grandpa sucked his teeth and weighed it, and said pertinently: "Well——according to my observation, I think it looks like a pottery!"

Zhen Lang applauded, and praised generously: "Master, what you said is very good, you observe carefully, and express it vividly. Sir, you are really a clear stream in the security industry..." Then he seriously argued, "But, I I really didn’t play handsome!” I am so handsome! ! !

Hearing this, the fallen woman withdrew her Erkang hand with a dark face.

Zhen Lang said to Feng Jiaojiao again: "Did you hear that? There are witnesses and physical evidence, I think... you should... wash up and go home!"

With tears in her eyes, Feng Jiaojiao complained in a crying voice: "Who is the witness? Didn't I tell you that I am not Pengci?"

She supported the ground with one hand, stroked the corner of her eyes with one hand, and cried, "I, I just fell down... I didn't eat anything in the morning, and my blood sugar is a little low..."

The corners of Zhen Lang's lips twitched. The superb acting skills of the woman in front of him reminded him of another movie star-level man.Zhen Lang couldn't help feeling: Why didn't she and Dai Mingchuan form a group to make a C debut, or ask Ming University to open a drama school, so that these actors can learn from each other.

Zhen Lang was in a daze, and in Feng Jiaojiao's eyes, that was a sign of emotion. Feng Jiaojiao took advantage of the victory and chased after him, reaching out to grab Zhen Lang's trousers, and said pitifully, "Sir, can you take me to eat something? Anything is fine, a cup Just milk tea..."

Zhen Lang hurriedly dodged and said, "This is easy." He took out his wallet from the car, pulled out a pink banknote and threw it to her, saying, "Nanmen Liangpi, baked buns, fried skewers, spicy pot, You can pick whatever you want, go quickly, don’t look for it anymore.”

Feng Jiaojiao: "..." Are you a devil?

Feng Jiaojiao looked at the [-]-yuan note that fell in her hand, feeling ashamed, indignant and shocked, a voice as cold as ice came from above her head, and the noble young man in front of her hummed and laughed at her, earnestly suggesting: "In the future, you can move Stay away? Don't be ashamed at the gate of Ming..."

Zhen Lang stepped into the Lamborghini, first reversed the car, and after a few meters backed up, the front of the car turned to the right, making a sharp break, perfectly bypassing Feng Jiaojiao who was still lying on the ground, and then the spring door of Mingda South Gate slowly retracted , made way for Zhen Lang.

The royal blue Lamborghini drove into the campus of Ming University.

Feng Jiaojiao stared blankly at the shadow of the car, and beat the suet floor angrily, inexplicably felt that the man's very flattering tone when he spoke just now, and the disdainful eyes when he looked at her, all looked like a person who made her crazy with envy!

During the time when Zhen Lang was being held by Feng Jiaojiao, Lu Keyu was sitting on the bench beside Mochen Lake with a blank expression, dazed.It's summer vacation, there are no people on the shore of Mochen Lake, and only he can enjoy the cool breeze and beautiful scenery.

The boy frowned slightly, his eyes a bit melancholy.He still hadn't figured out how to answer Zhen Lang, and on the other hand, he didn't want to see that person's disappointed expression.

It's hard to understand the feeling in my heart. Lu Keyu felt that agreeing to him at this moment was like lying to him, but rejecting him would make him feel sad again.He struggled and struggled, and finally decided to tell the man the truth, tell him his own feelings and confusion, he couldn't see his heart clearly for the time being, couldn't understand his feelings for him, let him give him some time to settle.

Although it was so procrastinating, hanging on to that person, a little selfish and indecisive, but it was also uncomfortable on his side.

He felt that if it was Zhen Lang, he would definitely understand him and give him more time to think about it.

Immediately, Lu Keyu suddenly understood that this conclusion was based on his understanding of that person, that person loved him, no matter before or now, he could feel it from every detail and every look in his eyes.

It turned out that in this relationship, he has always played the confident party.The boy suddenly understood.

At this moment, a cry for help came from the woods behind Lu Keyu, and a low and hoarse voice shouted towards him.

The boy turned his head to look, and saw a man sitting on the ground in the miscellaneous woods beside Mochen Lake, the holy place for couples to meet in Ming Dynasty, and shouted at him: "Hey buddy, I sprained my ankle, can you come and help me out?" take it?"

It was summer vacation, there were few people around, and Lu Keyu was the only one on this side of the woods.The boy didn't doubt him, stood up and walked into the grove, bent down and helped the man on the ground up.

Before he had time to see the man's face clearly, the next second, Lu Keyu's eyes blurred, and his vision was already covered by the man's bullying body.

The man didn't sprain his feet at all, he swiftly pressed Lu Keyu against a tree behind him, grabbed his wrist with one hand, pulled it up, and held it down, while the other hand was caught off guard and directly inserted into the boy's belt, with a wretched movement She searched deeply into his pants, and pressed her fat and greasy lips together, wanting to kiss him forcefully.

The boy's flexible and narrow waist was exposed in the struggle and twisting, and the tight muscles on the waist were stretched out with a thin line due to tension.

Lu Keyu desperately dodged the man's constantly attacking mouth, and with his free hand, he desperately grabbed the hand that the man had been sticking into his pants.

The boy is wearing a pair of skinny jeans today, the fabric is strong, and the waistband is very tight. The man's hand is thick and fat, and he can't penetrate it completely. Bai T started his hand, stretched in from the hem, and walked upstream along the side of the belly, and the watery mouth did not stop for a moment, desperately chasing the boy's lips that he tried to avoid.

The two entangled like this for a while, the man saw that he couldn't reach the boy's light-colored lips, so he changed his target and sucked Lu Keyu's slender neck that was completely exposed because he turned his head to avoid it, with the sound of wet water. It rang in my ears.

The boy's pupils constricted, and his whole body trembled violently. A feeling of nausea was like a poison that pierced into the skin, centered on the touched place, and spread along the nerves to the whole body.This contact aroused the body's stress response, and the familiar discomfort began to attack his respiratory system.

The man raised the corner of his mouth and smiled lewdly. He seized the opportunity and broke through the strict defense line. The big rough and fat hand hit the sensitive point on the boy's chest.

Lu Keyu's eyes widened in shock and humiliation, and he pulled out a burst of strength from somewhere, and finally broke free from the man's shackles with his held hand, and pushed the man a few steps away with all his strength.

The muscles of the boy's whole body tensed up, nervously guarding against the man's next attack, but the man didn't come closer, just kept the distance pushed away by him, raised his sly and narrow eyes, and looked at him leisurely, as if he The same task has been completed.

He sized Lu Keyu up and down with his greasy and complacent gaze, and made a few clicks of unknown meaning, then raised the hand that caressed the boy's body, licked his fingertips in front of Lu Keyu, admiring the boy With a disgusted expression, he chuckled and walked away quickly.

There were footsteps approaching from the viewing platform in the distance. Hearing the familiar footsteps, Lu Keyu knew—it was Zhen Lang who came...