Transmigration:Evil BOSS, bad to the core!

But look at all the bearing of the old and young grannies, they don't look like that kind of people.

What surprised him most was the young master himself.

On the day of his return, he could not count the times he saw his solemn and cold face all the year round.

And a few days ago, the young master sent someone to give him something.

The young master has a good reputation, and many people are eager to attract him.

Although Wen Qing was a hermit, most people outside did not know who it was.

But if some people want to know, they really have the strength.

He was the first prince to be granted the title of king.

The great prince has contacted the young master secretly and wanted him to do things for him.

In the end, he even said that it was good to only accompany the king to drink and paint.

But this was rejected by the young master.

The young master refused because he was not in good health, not only the great prince, but also some other people with status in the capital.

But this time, the young master only found the great prince. It can be seen that the matter is not simple.

"Young master, now you are with the man on the same boat?"

Qingshu has been with Li Jinyu all the year round. He has learned a lot and is responsible, so he knows the stakes.

He didn't want the young master to enter the complicated relationship chain.

Li Jinyu didn't lift her head and said, "no, I didn't do anything. It's just a small lift."

Qingshu was relieved to hear that.

He is really looking for the young master, but he has more real power than the great prince.

If the eldest young master joined the position of the eldest king, he would offend the noble Lord.

As if aware of Qingshu's worries, Li Jinyu raised her head and said, "I'm lazy, your young master. I don't want to do that tiring and thankless thing."

"Yes, yes."

Qingshu answers with a smile.

Half a month later.

Miyuning has a verbal and physical collision with men every day.

The longer you spend with each other, the better mi you Ning understands how dark the man is.

Taking advantage of her mouth, in the matter of shame, also forced her to say all kinds of words.

This man has no gentleman's style.

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On that day, miyuning was sitting by the window reading a storybook.

Li Jinyu practices calligraphy at his desk.

Each other will spare some time to practice calligraphy every day.

Miyuning looked up and saw each other. His elegant and handsome face was full of seriousness.

That pair of slender hands, such as jade, is carrying a pen, dancing like flowing water on rice paper.

This man's word has everyone's style, looks very sophisticated.

Looking at each other in this way, I don't think that men are uncontrollable, even in bed.

But it's such a man with outstanding temperament. He just has such bad taste.

Li Jinyu stops writing and looks up at Mi Youning.

He put down his pen and came.

Miyuning leaned against the couch by the window and threw his script on the table.

Li Jinyu went to the opposite table on her couch and sat down.

He reached for her cup, lifted the lid and took a few sips.

Then he asked with a smile, "but boring?"

Miyuning thought about it, but it was really boring.

These days, the script of the man's room is almost read by her.

Moreover, the content is almost a routine, and I can't make any effort to read it.

It's nothing more than a talented woman, a poor scholar eloping, a heartless man abandoning his wife and so on.

Hear the man's question, then look at the light in each other's eyes.

Miyuning could not help looking at the shadow of the man opposite.