Ling Yu pulled Jin Ruge off of him with some displeasure.

The first time he saw her, he recognized her. She was the little girl who looked at him in the office building.

"Don't scream, I'm not your uncle!"

He looked at her coldly, but he had to admit in his heart that this girl was really beautiful!

"You are my brother-in-law. My mother's name is Luo Meiwei. When you were five years old, my mother adopted you from the orphanage and let you live in school to support your education. Although I have never seen you,

But sometimes you talk to my mother on the phone and when you thank her, I am always there, so I always know you!"

Jin Ruge blinked her beautiful big eyes and spoke slowly, unknowingly.

This man looks just like someone from the comics. He is incredibly handsome. He has a pair of very charming eyes, which are as deep as a vortex, as if they can suck in people's souls. He blinks a little, and his slender eyes are curled up.

It made all girls jealous. Even when he was expressionless, Jin Ruge felt that there was an enchanting mist floating in his pupils.

After she finished speaking, she swallowed subconsciously, pursed her lips, and even had two suspicious blushes on her pretty face.

Ling Yu saw her series of actions and couldn't help but think of the same reaction she had when she saw his body in the morning.

He frowned: "Are you Jin Ruge?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Her head nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and then she asked with an infatuated look: "Uncle, have I seen you before? Suddenly, you look familiar."

She waited for his answer with an innocent look on her face, her clear eyes so innocent.

He was stunned for a moment, and then he understood. When he put on his clothes, she no longer recognized him.

Blinking, he tilted his arrogant body slightly and looked around behind him, then asked without answering: "What was that you were holding in your hand just now?"

"Uh." Jin Ruge finally realized what he was doing. He came forward with a pitiful look on his face, grabbed his big hand and shook it gently, saying coquettishly: "Uncle, brother Haoran gave this to me secretly. Just turn a blind eye."

Close one eye."

There were a few wisps of the delicious girl's body fragrance in the air. The fragrance was like sweet peach blossom petals, fresh and delicious. He just looked at her without saying a word.

This is the first time that Ling Yu has been so intimate with a woman.

When he was very young, he was in an orphanage and was unloved and unloved. Later, Luo Meiwei adopted him. Although she did not take him home to live with him, she gave him a future where he could settle down and live. He did not

There was nothing I could do to repay Luo Meiwei, so I worked harder to study, thinking that I would break out of the world in the future, so I would repay this kind sister.

Therefore, when other boys were hiding at home, masturbating while watching porn, he was trying hard to memorize English words; when other boys were riding bicycles to send girls home, he was trying hard to memorize English words.

Calculate trigonometric functions.

He has never had a puppy love, or even a first love.

Somewhat unnaturally, he withdrew his big hand that was tightly held by Jin Ruge. His face looked a little embarrassed, and even his voice was inexplicably gentler: "Then you put it away. If you check the housekeeping,

If you are discovered, you will be punished."

Jin Ruge grinned, jumped up heartlessly, held his head and kissed the side of his face: "Uncle, I love you!"

Perhaps to Jin Ruge, this kiss is really nothing. When she is with her parents, she is always like this when she is with her best friends from school. When she is happy, she hugs each other and kisses her.

, say "love him" again to express your gratitude to the other person.

In her heart, Ling Yu was her brother-in-law, that is, a member of her own family, so it didn't matter.

However, for Ling Yu, who had grown up alone, this kiss, which was suddenly a little frightening, coupled with her words "I love you", caught him off guard.

He frowned, obviously unable to adapt to this girl's enthusiastic way of doing things.

"Ahem, stop making trouble." He suddenly made a face, grabbed her phone a little forcefully, entered a string of numbers, and gave it back to her: "My number, come back to me if you need anything. I'm leaving now.

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After saying that, he no longer looked at her, and without a trace of hesitation, his elegant body turned his back and started to leave.

The big hand tightened, he lowered his eyes, and the little girl wrapped around him again, holding his big hand tightly with two white and tender little claws, with a pair of pitiful autumn eyes: "Uncle, can you think of a way to save my hair? They

He said that those with long hair will gather downstairs in a while to have their hair cut short!"

Ling Yuyun said calmly: "Female freshmen students are not allowed to have long hair. This is a dead rule. No one can save you!"

Jin Ruge felt cold, sighed, and shook his arm again as if he had made a lot of determination: "Then, can you take me out to have it cut? I don't want the uniform cut!"

"It's not like cutting your hair will kill you. Cut it short now and let it grow longer in the future."

"Uncle! Help me!"

Her tone suddenly sounded like she was crying, and there were even faint tears in her eyes.

He has never seen a girl who cut her hair and killed her.

When the four eyes met, no one was expressing affection, it was more like a confrontation.

His eyes were always as calm as the surface of a deep lake, without a single ripple, but she was really about to cry.

"Okay." He compromised.

Just like that, he actually drove her out to the best hair salon nearby. When he sat down in the rest area, he felt strange.

As a minister, he has always been strict in his management, but when faced with this little girl, he acquiesced in her illegal use of mobile phones and even took her out for a haircut.

Someone next to me lit a cigarette and smoked it as if no one else was watching. Layers of smoke rings filled the air, curling up like clouds.

He has never smoked and doesn't like the smell of smoke.

Standing up calmly, he followed the little girl's previous position and walked over.

From a distance, he saw the little man in the mirror with his head hanging down and crying. So he quickened his pace, looked around, found a tissue box, took out two papers and handed them to her, only to find that both of her arms were covered with paper towels.

It was wrapped in a huge shawl and couldn't be wiped off by myself.

He sighed, raised his hand and began to awkwardly wipe her tears, and even comforted her awkwardly: "It will grow back, don't cry."

He looked at her hair quietly. It was dark and shiny, and each hair seemed to have been carefully carved. It was really beautiful, but it was a pity.
Chapter completed!