Reborn as the Villain President’s Cat & Dog
Chapter 8:
Wen Mingyi felt the generation gap. Priest Jundor was five years older than him. As the saying goes, there is a generation gap at the age of three, but he probably was tired of being together with Priest Jundor since he was a child and didn't think there was any generation gap between them. Until today, Wen Mingyi discovered that there is still a generation gap between them. For example, his brother does not know the internet buzzwords he knows!
Pity him, Wen Pinru, finally reborn back, but his brother, Si Shixian, doesn't even understand how you are, so how can he tear up Jiang Aili's hypocritical face! Wen Mingyi can't wait to open the video now and let his brother see what "rebirth" revenge is, but with his brother's temperament, not to mention not knowing it at all, I don't think he is Si Shixian after reading it. ,despair.
"Brother, let's tell you that, I found someone to calculate a divination before. Jiang Zimo and I were born against each other. He did not have me, and I did not have him. You can only choose one, do you want me or him?"
"This is what you are saying about the guarantee is true, don't let me tell others?"
Wen Mingyi nodded calmly.
Priest Jundor had a headache, "Obviously, do you think I should believe it?"
"Then you just wait and see my dead body on the street."
Priest Jundor was about to be **** off by his mouth, "What nonsense, don't talk quickly."
Wen Mingyi stretched out his hand and slapped his mouth three times, dissatisfied, "You can not believe it, don't regret it in the future."
Priest Jundor:...
Priest Jundor took a towel and wiped his hair fiercely, "Jing nonsense."
Wen Mingyi was a little aggrieved when he heard this. There was no nonsense. He was killed by Jiang Zimo in his previous life and died on the street.
"I'm like this. You still don't want to listen to me and keep a distance from him. Do you like him that way? You have to contact him even if you know I don't like it. You said that before, and you don’t like people I don’t like. Like, why now, I said I don’t like him anymore, do you still want to contact him?" Wen Mingyi said aggrieved, "You used to love me very much, and you don’t care about people I don’t like. Why? Has it changed now? Is Jiang Zimo more important than me?"
When the priest heard the words, his hand wiping his hair couldn't help but stop.
He was about to say something when he saw Wen Mingyi raising his head, with grievances, stubbornness, and some anger in his eyes. Several emotions converged, like a river that was turbulent.
"I don't care, anyway, Jiang Zimo and I can only choose one. If you insist on continuing to contact him, then I, I will..." Wen Mingyi said, the grievances in his eyes slowly faded, stubborn and angry. Prevailed.
Priest Jundor looked into his eyes, listened to what was in his mouth, and thought of what Wen Mingyi said when he slammed the door the other day, "You thought I was willing to come back. I’m too lazy to come back to remind you! I don’t know how good I’ve been outside. If you didn’t suddenly show up in our school, I would have forgotten who you are! Anyway, I’ll just stay that way. In a few days, I will move out tomorrow, whoever loves to live with you, I will not live anyway!"
His eyes darkened unconsciously, and the words he said were not warm at all, even with some chills: "What do you do? You just move out? Just like the three years in high school, it was a cold and hot fight with me? Meeting is not a pretense. What is hard to hear if you haven't seen it?"
Priest Jundor withdrew his hand, threw the towel aside, and sneered, "Then you try and see if I will let you come back again."
Wen Mingyi looked at the depth in his eyes, unconsciously a little scared. He had intended to say that, but now the fool knew he couldn't say that. He looked at the almost unsearchable dark bird hidden in the eyes of the priest Jundor, his mind turned quickly, "Who said I want to move out."
Wen Mingyi raised his head and said, "There is my bedroom here, why should I move out, and there is no his bedroom here, so he is not qualified to come in!" He thought of a move almost instantly and looked at leisurely. Priest Jundor, "You know he is interesting to you. If you insist on continuing to contact him, then you don’t reject him as your boyfriend. Then I will also find a boyfriend. Anyway, since childhood, you have been me. I’ll learn from you, and I’m always right."
"Naughty!" Si Junduo did not expect that he actually had this kind of plan, and he was almost **** off by him, "What kind of boyfriend are you looking for, and you don't like boys."
"I didn't like it before, but if you choose him, then I'm very curious, how nice this boy is, so that you don't care about me for him, and I want to feel it too."
Shi Jun Duo Ming knew that he said this purely to anger himself, but he was still afraid that he would have such an idea, "You are not responsible for yourself or others for this kind of thinking."
"You're young and frivolous," Wen Mingyi said calmly, "Either that, or I won't harm others, I'll look for Jiang Zimo. Don't you think I have a prejudice against him, don't you think we should know more about it? Just right, I will chase him .Even you think he is good, so he must have something to admire in him. If I catch up with him, and I am with him, brother, if you like him so much, he will definitely support us. If I can’t catch up with him. , Then he should either be with you or with Wenbo. If I lose to you, I am convinced. If we lose to Wenbo, then our brother can just cry for a while and cherish our lost love together."
After Wen Mingyi finished speaking, he smiled and asked, "What do you think, brother?"
I think you really owe you a fight!
Si Jundor felt that he was too accustomed to Wen Mingyi, so he used Wen Mingyi to have such a lawless character.
Wen Mingyi looked at him when he was obviously mad at him but he couldn't help but feel comfortable, "How about brother? Do you want me to chase people with you?"
Priest Jundor raised his hand and patted the back of his head, "You irritate me again to try."
Wen Mingyi stretched out his hand and touched his head. The strength of the priest Jundor is not strong, and it does not hurt when hitting his head. Wen Mingyi is not afraid of him. He broke the can and said, "Anyway, you have the right to choose. Do, I will do what I say, if you don’t come, I’ll just go and you, you can choose by yourself.”
The priest Jundor sighed silently, and finally he could only say, "I will do what you want."
Wen Mingyi was instantly happy, "Really? Brother, you really still love me."
Priest Jundor sneered, "If I don't love you anymore, you will love other men. Can I afford it?"
Wen Mingyi stood up and hugged his arm and smiled obediently, "Don't worry, brother, as long as you break contact with Jiang Zimo, I promise, I will definitely not like boys, straight like telegraph poles."
Priest Jundor looked at the smile on his face and wished to beat him, but he couldn't get it off, and there was no way he could take this little ancestor.
"Change clothes and go to work."
Wen Mingyi happily responded, let go of his hand, and began to pick clothes for himself. Thinking that he would meet Jiang Zimo for a while, Wen Mingyi hesitated in a rare pile of clothes. What could he wear to crush the little white lotus and make him feel ashamed to look up in front of him? Wen Mingyi feels he needs a jersey!
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