Chapter 41: People, three points depend on luck and seven points depend on hard work. The remaining ninety points depends on appearance and temperament!

"OK!" Ming Yu seemed to be helpless.
And the teenager seemed to have expected that he would give such an answer, and raised his lips with a smile, revealing two tiger teeth: "We are even!"
What she said was that her hair was rubbed into a henhouse, and that Ming Yu helped to deal with Gu Zifan's two of them.
It can be heard that the underworld in which the young man responded in this way looked depressed, but not really angry.
Of course, even if the underworld is really angry, the teenager is not afraid. Who made him mess up her hair?
The teenager quickly turned and left.
When I walked far away, I didn't know if he had eyes on the back of his head, knowing that He Mingyu was still staring at her, suddenly raised his hand and raised it ...
Are you saying goodbye next time?
But he didn't even look back, and wasn't so sincere?
Hades was slightly annoyed, but in the end he watched the teenager disappear on the main road in the mansion.
Until the young man disappeared, Mingyu took his mobile phone out of his pocket and dialed a number: "Hey, I'm Mingyu. I reported that someone was poisoned in my house. Please send a few people to see it ... ... "
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Those who reported in the underworld personally dare to neglect.
You should know that the status and status of Philadelphia and the whole of China are not to be underestimated.
Therefore, two people came quickly in the game, and took away the unconscious Gu Zifan, and Bo Yuxin, whose strength overdraft began to hallucinate.
The party was naturally stirred up and could not continue.
However, through the party, Ming Ru, who wanted to contact the teenagers, asked Ming Yu dignitaries when he could not find the teenagers.
"Brother, what about Yuanxi?" She just chatted with Bo Jiazi for a while, and then she disappeared after a while.
"Go back." Ming Yu was still calling. The purpose is of course to solve the trouble left by the boy.
But his seemingly perfunctory tone made Mingru more and more suspicious.
"How come back all of a sudden? Did you say something to him?" From birth to the present, Mingru had such a loved person for the first time. Ke Mingyu doesn't like teenagers, which makes Ming Ru very sad.
"No! He went back to tutoring ..." He finally ended the phone call and faced his sister's entanglement. However, the thought of the teenager's dreadful hair just dropped inexplicably.
"Tutoring? What does Yuanxi want to tutor?"
Ming Ru's questioning is still endless. And the underworld that can't give an answer, can only continue to be troubled by her.
At the same time, the teenager was biting his pen and looking at the equation that caused a headache.
I tried to answer it several times without getting the exact answer. Annoyed, the teenager grabbed his black hair again.
A few dull hairs that had been erected after being ravaged by the underworld just now have a few more partners at this moment.
Ling Fei, who looked at the teenager, couldn't help laughing.
"Yuanxi, if it doesn't work out, just forget it."
People, three points depend on luck and seven points depend on hard work. The remaining ninety points depends on appearance and temperament!
Ling Fei also previously felt that the juvenile's personality was too weak, and everything went into hiding and the whole thing was ruined. But recently, the teenager no longer fears and takes the initiative,
Temperament has a flyby!
Just like now, although the boy is standing with a few stupid hairs, he still shows low-key luxury, so beautiful that any woman is willing to spread his legs!
In the mind of the young girl, the teenager really didn't need to work harder.
"Alright!" The teenager raised his hand, and unknowingly spent two hours in the library: "I'll take you home!" The girl came home too late and was not safe.
Because they are also daughters, teenagers think differently.
But the teenager didn't know, because such a seemingly intimate move, a young girl's heart was completely trapped in her tenderness ...