Male God Is Always Targeted - Chapter 499

[499. Chapter 499 Ah, I fell down, I need my brother to kiss me to get up 12.23]

Luo Meifeng panicked.

“You, Ji Yuran, your disgusting and unethical feelings, do you think I dare not say it if you threaten me, I… um.” The

‘patta’

teacup fell from Luo Meifeng’s face to the ground.

Broken into halves.

The air in the living room became frozen at this moment.

Even the atmosphere was tense.

Luo Mio, who was obediently watching the play, didn’t see the drama on her face, but replaced it with seriousness.

He even forgot.

He is my father’s illegitimate son.

He is related to his brother.

They are half-brothers.

Brother…

these three words were pressed on his heart in an instant, making it hard for him to breathe.

Ji Yuran panicked for no reason.

You can only hug the person in your arms tighter.

shouted at the stunned bodyguard.

“What are you still doing, drag me out and let them shut their mouths for me.”

“Yes, young master.” The

bodyguard immediately returned to his senses.

Pull people forward.

Bodyguards are no better than security guards.

Skills are professionally trained.

No matter how Roja and the others struggled, it was in vain.

“Ji Yuran, I’m my father’s daughter. If you dare to treat me like this, I want you to die.”

“Yes, we are both my father’s favorite daughters. When my father comes back, I must make him look good to you.”

“Let us go, or…”

“What if?” Ji Yuran raised her eyes.

Glancing at the wrinkled clothes and messy hair.

There are absolutely no people like everyone.

The evil spirit spreads.

Luo Ai’s throat was dry from the fright.

After that, the words couldn’t be spit out anymore.

very scary.

At this moment, Ji Yuran is like an angry lion.

Sharp and strong claws are being stretched out.

As long as they say one more word.

Send them to hell.

Rao is Luo Meifeng, a woman who has experienced many things and is arrogant, fierce and unreasonable.

Legs and feet started to soften.

This kind of people.

Is it really the gentle, modest, and polite Ji family eldest son?

Do not.

In fact, they all know how nasty this person is.

only.

“You, you, Ji Yuran, if you want people to not know, you have to do it yourself.”

Luo Meifeng strongly supported her momentum.

Can be cut back with both hands, and the whole person is in a state of embarrassment.

Don’t talk about momentum, look like a clown.

Ji Yuran was unmoved, he was never afraid of being known.

He was just afraid that he couldn’t be with him.

“Remember to handle it cleanly. If you don’t want to shut up, never open your mouth.”

The unwavering words are like the hardest steel needle.

Straight into Luo Meifeng’s hearts.

His face turned pale.

He wanted to say something, but the bodyguard stopped him.

Ignoring their struggles, they dragged them out.

Soon, only Ji Yuran and Luo Mio were left in the living room.

They are still the way they started.

One nests in the other’s arms.

One lovingly hugs the other.

It’s just not as natural as before.

It seems that suddenly, there is more.

Something that haunts the two of them and cannot be seen.

Ji Yuran supported the person a little nervously and faced herself.

“Xiao Mio, don’t think too much, everything has a brother, you just have to be happy, okay?”

Luo Mio avoided the look of the other party’s expectation, lowered her eyes, and her voice was astringent.

“Brother, I miss us…”

“No, I’m not allowed, you are mine, Xiao Mio, don’t say anything I don’t like to hear, otherwise, I don’t know what I will do.”

Ji Yuran held on tight. on Luo Mio’s shoulder.

Red eyes.

He can have nothing but the person in front of him.

“Xiao Mio, I love you, you…”

Before he could finish speaking, he saw his eyes widen in horror.

Ji Yuran’s face turned pale.

Chenchen: Five hundred chapters! ! ! Would you like to celebrate without issuing a monthly ticket?

Ji Yuran: You’re going to abuse me, and you’re celebrating, hehe…

Chenchen: … Believe it or not, I really abuse you if you don’t vote (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻Luo

Mio: Little Angel, Archangel Hey, hurry up, vote for my mother, we want sweetness, not sourness!

Little angels, archangels: … OK, vote.

Chenchen: Laugh without saying a word (￣y▽￣)~*

(End of this chapter)