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Chapter 622: Use form to make up for form?

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    The little flame was so anxious that it jumped out directly from Sunan Zhi's spiritual consciousness, brought out a circle of burning fire, and then jumped on Sunan Zhi's body.

    Those fires didn¡¯t burn anything, but looking at how strong they were, you could tell how uncomfortable Su Nanzhi was now.

    Although Xiao Huo Miao only has the IQ of a child, he knows one thing: when encountering problems, he needs to find adults to solve the problems.

    Its owner is dying.

    The little flame cried so hard that sparks flew everywhere.

    Suddenly, it saw the Buddhist bead on Su Nanzhi's neck, and as if it had suddenly found a savior, its chubby body jumped over.

    ¡ª¡ª

    Jiang Beiyu worked for He Jingchuan for free all morning and went back to Jiang's house in the afternoon.

    As soon as he entered the door, he saw Jiang Beici sitting on the sofa playing games.

    Jiang Beiyu: "?"

    He happened to be holding his cell phone, so he clicked it and took a look.

    Wednesday.

    "What are you doing at home? Not in class?"

    Jiang Beici had a black question mark bigger than him hanging on his head: "Brother, didn't you see that my hand was injured? It's in a plaster!!"

    Hearing this, Jiang Beiyu twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "I thought you were cosplaying. You're already wearing a plaster, but you're still so physically disabled and can still play games with both hands."

    Jiangbei Ci: ""

    Second Young Master Jiang skipped class last night to play basketball with someone, but he got off to a bad start. Not long after the game started, he was tripped and fell hard to the ground. His handsome face was missed and he lost his left hand.

    Later, he was replaced and sent to the hospital for treatment. He continued to play the next game and lost as expected.

    Jiangbei¡¯s resignation from late night self-study was also known to the school. What he meant by letting the school know was that his dear father, Jiang Jinshen, also knew about it.

    Danger!

    Jiang Beici was put on a thick plaster and was brought back from the hospital by Director Jiang, who had skipped a shareholders' meeting. Because of his injury, he still owed the mixed doubles with his parents, but the school's three-thousand-word review escaped.  but.

    His biological father said that after reviewing the draft, he would read it to him again before speaking.

    You can imagine how miserable Jiang Er Shao is now.

    It was so painful that she couldn¡¯t bear to die. It happened that Director Jiang rushed to work again in the morning, so Jiang Beici decided to do something pleasant both physically and mentally.

    He held up his cell phone with no shame and said: "You little trash, even if your father cuts off his hand, he can torture you to death!"

    ¡°Indeed, this sentence was said a second before his brother entered the door.

    Some people used to be kings, but later, their brothers came home.

    Jiang Beiyu: "Did you win the game?"

    Jiang Beici: "If I win, who am I? How could your brother lose?"

    Jiang Beiyu nodded, and then casually nodded to a servant: "Please come over and take away the second young master's mobile phone, so as not to tire him."

    Jiangbei Ci: "!!!"

    "Brother, brother, are you really my brother?!" Second Young Master Jiang complained, covering his heart.

    Aunt Huang, who had been busy in the kitchen all morning, came over with a hot bowl of something unknown: "Second Young Master, come here quickly. Madam specially asked me to make you soybean stewed pig's trotters to complement the shape. Hurry up and take advantage of it."  Eat hot.¡±

    Aunt Huang raised her eyes and noticed Jiang Beiyu, "The eldest young master is back too. Would you like to come over and have something to eat? I've been stewing it for a long time. It's delicious."

    Jiang Beiyu came back from dinner. He Jingchuan asked him to come over and work for free, so he wouldn't even get paid.

    He pulled his collar slowly: "No, Aunt Huang, let's leave it to Xiao Ci. Remember to supervise and let him eat more."

    Jiangbei Ci: "?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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