This period is not popular, Shamatt.

Huang Yunfan is even more evil in this regard. He thinks that this group of people is particularly unique and handsome. Huang Yunfan's QQ space has various flash pictures, and his eyes hurt when he opens it. His number is even more respectful QQ members and a row of shiny diamonds.

In the Dance Troupe, Huang Yunfan set his character as a handsome guy, noble and cold, and a noble Shamatt nobleman. A few days ago, he was still talking about that he joined a certain family and now he has become a backbone member.

Recently, Huang Yunfan is no longer satisfied with Du Jingzhi's previous photos. Although he is handsome, he is too small and fresh and not cool enough. So he bought a power rod for Du Jingzhi, hoping that he would straighten his hair. After standing up one by one, he took a few photos for Huang Yunfan.

"Tell me the truth, are you pretending to be me?" Du Jingzhi was holding the electric rod and was confused. What's the matter?

"Not pretending, but..."

Du Jingzhi also heard the turning point in his words and immediately asked: "Tell the truth, don't kill."

"They asked if the avatar was me, and I didn't deny it."

Du Jingzhi kicked out directly. Huang Yunfan's fat body was steady and trembling. He hurried over and hugged his thighs: "Brother Du, Brother Du, you are my biological brother. I am so awesome in the game. And there is a little girl who buys me fashion and charges me for phone bills."

"Get out, you are pretending to be me and cheating money!"

"How can this be said to be a fraud? I didn't force them. It's all your love and my wish."

"You try sending it with a photo of your face?"

Huang Yunfan's expression twitched for a moment, as if he was talking about his most sensitive part. His entire expression was unconcealed by embarrassment.

Du Jingzhi was also unnatural for a moment. He was speechless and did not think carefully about whether what he said would hurt people. Seeing Huang Yunfan's appearance, he couldn't help coughing.

Everyone has a sensitive area of ​​his heart, and Du Jingzhi will also be inferior, stimulated by his family, and have no confidence in himself. Then Huang Yunfan will also be inferior, because of his appearance, the more he is inferior, the more he cares about it.

Huang Yunfan often looks in the mirror and will be beautiful because he cares about his appearance. Moreover, he likes to buy various famous brand products, which is also a manifestation of self-protection. People who like to buy famous brands will feel inferior. They hope that after buying these things, they will be recognized by others.

It is also because of his inferiority complex that he wants to get praise from others. Huang Yunfan's vanity is caused by his vanity, so he began to subconsciously pretend to be Du Jingzhi.

"Brother Du, I... explained it to them after I went back." Huang Yunfan said, licked his lips, and then said, "I can't pretend to be you doing bad things, that is, I want to take advantage of it. You also know that a good-looking person is just like a cheat in his life."

Du Jingzhi didn't say much, but just pointed out to let Huang Yunfan take care of himself.

He himself did not deny that being good-looking would bring goodwill to everyone. Just like the Du Wei family, they were all scumbags, and Du's mother didn't hate him very much. Sometimes, they would even self-examination. If Du Wei family didn't have that face, Du's mother would have divorced long ago, or the two of them would not have been together at all.

He threw the electric rod in his hand to Huang Yunfan, and Huang Yunfan gave it to him again: "Give it to you, when you are fine, you can sort out your hair or something. I put my hair on my scalp, and it's useless to keep it."

"I don't usually need it."

"Just tell me, my hair is coming up irritably. I remember when you were in the first year of high school, why did your hair grow so fast?"

As soon as Huang Yunfan finished speaking, Zhou Lanyue turned around and said, "This is called daimao." After that, she turned around.

Du Jingzhi and Huang Yunfan looked at each other, with their eyes full of "Is this girl sick?"

Zhou Lanyue is beautiful and has a nice voice, but her mind is not very normal. She is mostly useless. Both of them feel a little sorry for the boys who pursue her.

This also made the two people who were originally embarrassed and laughed again. Huang Yunfan packed his bag and waited for a command, and rushed out with his schoolbag in his arms.

Du Jingzhi put the electric rod back in his schoolbag and no longer pretentiously.

When he got home, Du Jingzhi drew a sketch for a while. When he came to an end, he couldn't help but stretched and turned his neck. He could actually hear the "crack" sound, feeling that he was really aging before he got old.

With a long sigh, he stood up and moved his body, and then saw an electric rod with a corner exposed in his schoolbag.

At that moment, he felt a little itchy and wanted to make a fuss when it was late at night...

He washes his hair every morning, so it doesn't matter what his hair looks like on the first day. He looked at the electric rod and was eager to try it out, so he picked it up and went to the bathroom, ironing his hair in front of the mirror.

He had never used this thing, and he was a little bit of a hand-held, anyway, he just ironed it as much as possible. After a short time, his hair would not stand up, and he would have a scent of a scent. The most terrible thing is that his arms are always holding like this, which is quite tiring.

Ironing his hair for a while and rested for a while, he looked at his head that had suddenly become bigger and didn't understand what he was doing.

It took more than twenty minutes to finish. He looked back and forth at himself, and jumped a few more times. His floating hair reminded him of the idiom "Flowers are shaking" and he felt that he was particularly funny.

When he returned to the room, he turned on the desk lamp and leaned over to look at himself in the small mirror on the desktop. As a result, after a few glances, someone broke into the window, which scared him.

Du Jingzhi looked at each other with the weekend when he suddenly climbed in the window. In an instant, the atmosphere became a little subtle, and the air was filled with a strange smell.

He was shocked that he broke into the window so unruly on the weekend and didn't even knock on the door. This window became a convenient passage?

On the weekend, I stared at his hair. After watching for a while, my expression changed a few times, and finally I burst out with a "splash".

"Smile, you've been climbing the window very easily recently. After climbing in last time, I climbed into the bed. At least I gave me a warning in advance. I've come in like this this time?" He pinched his waist and asked in a very unhappy manner.

"No... I saw your hair like this from afar, and when you were electrocuted, I was so scared that I came over quickly. I knocked down a pot of flowers in my house."

"Touch...Touch!" He felt a little embarrassed, after all, he thought this hairstyle was weird.

I thought I would have done it secretly at home and no one could see it. I would just wash it tomorrow. Now... it's very embarrassing.

I also felt embarrassed on weekends. Let's go in. It's a bit awkward to walk in the window. Go back, I stepped in and it's even more awkward to go back.

Then he looked at him and smiled at him on the weekend, pointing to his hair: "Your hairstyle is not good-looking. You have white skin, small face, and brown hair. Such a hairstyle looks like a half-skinned rambutan."

He felt a little embarrassed, so he coughed dryly, raised his hand and was about to hit someone: "You want to fight."

"I can't beat you if you don't fight, I can't beat you if I'm timid, and I can't bear to fight you. You're like beating me like hitting a sandbag, it's boring."

He didn't plan to really hit someone, but it was too embarrassing now, especially rambutan...

Red, you sister!

He became even more angry when he thought about it. He wanted to clean up the weekend and poked his armpit on the weekend. He was jumping under the desk on the weekend. After being fucked like this, his feet slipped and he fell down.

He quickly went to help him, then he leaned back with his arms around the weekend, and even the easel in the room was knocked down, making a series of loud noises. He was pressed down by the weekend, grinning in pain, and was about to start scolding, but on the weekend, he supported his body with both hands and crawled on him and looked at him nervously, asking, "Little Mirror, are you okay?"

"You have to focus more, seven days later will be my first seven."

I didn't get up on the weekend and touched the back of his head with one hand, for fear that he would break it. When I helped the back of his head up on the weekend, I was still looking at him on the weekend, and his face was almost buried in my arms.

Just when he was embarrassed, he laughed again on the weekend: "Your hair is really thorny..."

"Get out!" He immediately pushed the weekend away, stood up and rubbed his arms. He fell just now, and subconsciously supported it with his arms, and it was very difficult to fall.

I came to see him on the weekend, and while kneading him, I also added: "Rambutan pufferfish, oh my little mirror, why do you always surprise me?"

"You like me to iron it for you every day."

"No, no, I feel soft after seeing it."

On the weekend, he said while laughing. He didn't hear it very clearly, so he asked, "What's the matter?"

I immediately became serious on the weekend and replied: "Always ironing my hair is not good for your hair, and your hair is soft."

He stared at the weekend in confusion for a long time, and he kept showing integrity on the weekend, then waved his hand: "Go, clean up my room."

He immediately started to clean up his room on the weekend. He rubbed his arms to the table and looked in the mirror. When he saw the weekend in the mirror, he seemed to be relieved, as if he had survived the disaster.

He looked back at the weekend and was packing things seriously, without any special performance.

Seeing his hairstyle softened? Could it be that he can still be hard when he sees him?

However, the little angels are not so bad on weekends, right? They are not such people at all...

Besides, which serious man can see another man being tough?

After the two of them cleaned up the room, they sat in the room and didn't leave on the weekend. They seemed to want to chat with him, as if they had come anyway. He didn't drive him away, and sat in front of the easel, holding a pencil and continuing to draw.

"Have Xie Xiyang asked you again?" he asked.

"No, Director Gao has talked to him. He should be able to restrain himself for a few days. If you deal with his business, it will be fine." Over the weekend, leaned against the back of the chair and secretly took out his cell phone. Under the cover of the back of the chair, he took a photo of Du Jingzhi, and then quickly put away his cell phone.

"I heard that Huang Yunfan beat you with a stick?"

"Well, he is a man who has the strength but no skills, no speed and no physical strength. At the beginning, I advised him to give up and not waste his energy. This may have stimulated him. He picked up the stick and waved it randomly, and hit me a few times. To be honest, it really hurts."

"Are you hitting me?"

I didn't answer the weekend, but just pulled up my clothes and showed him his back.

What he noticed at first was the smooth texture, tight skin, and erotic figure on the weekend. Then there was a huge purple piece of back on the weekend. He immediately stood up and touched the wound on his back with his hands.

His fingertips were a little cold. When he touched his body on the weekend, it seemed like an electric current that made him subconsciously avoid it. He even thought he was hurting the weekend and couldn't help but scold: "Is this fat man sick? He is so scared."

He didn't look back on the weekend, but just said, "When he hit me, Huang Yunfan seemed to be confused. He was frightened to see me and came over to help me."

"Fatty Huang has never been vague in his daily life. If you are beaten like this, you will not fight back. I guess he thinks something is wrong with you."

"I'm not angry, he is also trying to protect you, I..."
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