I only care about making money and not love. I’m the best professional bootlicker!

The whole morning, Song Junzhu was refreshed! Hehe. Lu Xing was secretly looking at me all morning, and kept asking me if I was tired! He loves me so much! Lu Xing was in hell all morning! Damn it. Song Junzhu is getting sicker and sicker, but she hasn't gone crazy yet? Is she thinking about a big one? In a weird atmosphere, Song Junzhu finished the morning tutoring. She used to hate Lu Xing's face. But now it's different. She suddenly understood. Lu Xing is not the same as the engagement partner! He is much more tasteful and aesthetic than the dead engagement partner! This morning. Song Junzhu has completed the reasoning process in her mind.

Lu Xing likes her, which means that Lu Xing is a person with normal aesthetics.

Lu Xing loves her even if he is whipped, which means that Lu Xing is loyal and dedicated to his feelings.

Lu Xing dare not confess to her face, which means that Lu Xing feels inferior because of his status as a substitute.

In summary.

Song Junzhu feels that she should be more tolerant of Lu Xing.

Although he is not worthy of her, it is not a big mistake for him to like her.

Especially during the morning tutoring, Song Junzhu found that Lu Xing understood everything at once, and she was more satisfied with Lu Xing.

It is completely different from the brainless engagement partner who can only rely on his family!

Lu Xing is still wearing a maid outfit and a collar around his neck in the kitchen to make lunch.

Song Junzhu looked at him for a while and asked with narrowed eyes.

"Why are you still wearing this collar?"

Lu Xing was stunned for a moment, thinking that she was testing him, so he said immediately.

"Professor, you told me yesterday that I should always wear this at home. I will remember everything you said."

This is one of the professional qualities of a professional bootlicker!

If you can't remember the needs of the customer, then what's the point of being a bootlicker.

Song Junzhu lifted her long hair to her shoulders calmly, pursed her red lips and said with a smile.

"You take my words to heart."

He really loves me!

Lu Xing smiled and nodded: "Of course."

He is a very professional person!

Otherwise, he would not have met the customer's request even when she was drunk, and stood there stupidly reciting a confession poem for ten minutes.

Song Junzhu was satisfied, and asked with her chin propped up in a charming manner.

"You have a good foundation and a quick mind."

"I will sort out the knowledge points and typical examples of each subject in high school for you in the next few days."

"You will have no problem in the college entrance examination if you read it carefully."

Lu Xing looked back at Song Junzhu in surprise and almost cut his hand.

No.

What is this crazy guy going crazy about?

Suddenly doing this?

Is the mother's love bursting out?

Forget it.

Anyone who doesn't want the private lessons of the famous Professor Song is a fool, who cares what medicine she sells!

Anyway, he will save enough money to fly away after the college entrance examination!

So Lu Xing nodded immediately, showing his little white teeth.

"Thank you, Professor Song! Professor Song is so good to me!"

Puff.

Seeing Lu Xing so excited that he almost cut his hand, Song Junzhu felt a little emotional.

Maybe people who have a crush on him are like this, they get so excited when they are a little nice to him.

A little sad, a little pitiful.

After Lu Xing finished making lunch, Song Junzhu looked at the table full of dishes, all of which were her favorites.

She looked at Lu Xing meaningfully.

"Your cooking is delicious. I think other people don't like cooking and find it annoying."

But if you cook for someone you like, you should be very happy, right?

He loves me so much!

Lu Xing was happy and said a little embarrassedly.

"Professor Song, you are busy with work. Remember to eat more. You are too thin."

Hehe.

He likes to cook for Song Junzhu.

Song Junzhu's refrigerator is always full. She doesn't like to cook. If the ingredients are bad, she will throw them away and replace them with new ones.

Lu Xing is also very distressed about food because he knows what it feels like to be hungry.

So every meal cooked at Song Junzhu's house, Lu Xing tries to make it more abundant.

Try to use up all the ingredients in the refrigerator so that he won't feel too distressed!

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The whole afternoon was peaceful.

Lu Xing was sitting in the living room doing homework while Song Junzhu was handling her own work.

Song Junzhu took a sip of coffee, and her gorgeous and delicate face was more peaceful and tranquil than ever before.

Although no one was talking.

But the sound of her typing on the keyboard blended with the rustling sound of Lu Xing's writing.

There was a warm feeling in the air!

Song Junzhu sighed slightly, this is like a home...

Boom.

A cup of hot milk was placed next to Song Junzhu, she looked up in surprise and met Lu Xing's eyes.

Lu Xing looked at the time, his working time was about to end.

But Song Junzhu didn't seem to notice, and sighed with a sick look.

After thinking about it, Lu Xing took the initiative.

He put a cup of hot milk on Song Junzhu's desk, wearing a well-behaved female outfit, and smiled gently.

"Professor Song, it's almost evening, drink some milk to sleep."

"Tomorrow Monday I have to go back to school, I'm packing up and leaving."

The hot milk touched Song Junzhu's heart, and her eyes were a little hot.

In her life.

Everyone, including her parents, said that you are a genius, you are hope, you are a proud existence!

So much so that she developed this perfectionist character and did not accept failure.

But now.

Such a boy who had always been treated badly by her, treated her so sincerely.

Song Junzhu thought of the whip she had whipped on Lu Xing's back countless days and nights before, and suddenly felt guilty.

Lu Xing went to school hard every day from Monday to Friday, and had to be tortured by her on Saturdays and Sundays, just to see her.

He loves me so much!

Song Junzhu pondered for a moment, picked up his phone and sent a message, asking Lu Xing to wait for twenty minutes.

Soon.

The doorbell rang.

Lu Xing was stunned when he saw the luxury staff carrying large and small bags into the villa.

What was Song Junzhu doing?

Show off her wealth in front of him? So rich that those luxury staff who looked up to her personally carried clothes to the door?

But he knew that Song Junzhu was very rich!

Soon.

His doubts were answered.

Because Song Junzhu pointed at Lu Xing and said to the staff.

"Give him some nice clothes. He's a student, so it's best not to use too delicate fabrics."

Many luxury goods don't consider that customers will wash them a second time.

So the fabrics are extremely delicate.

The staff nodded repeatedly, and in less than ten minutes, Lu Xing was completely new.

Lu Xing is tall and handsome, and with expensive and close-fitting clothes, he looks more like a gentleman.

Song Junzhu was very satisfied.

Lu Xing suddenly thought that the brand of this clothes seemed to be the same as that of the collar?

"Has your brand entered the *hobby industry?"

The staff was very familiar with Song Junzhu, and it was estimated that she was also responsible for this collar. She answered with a smile.

"Miss Song is the VIC of our brand. She has the right to order these products, and we can even open a separate production line for her."

Lu Xing:......

God damn it!

I will never call you grandpa again, you don't treat me as your grandson at all!

Why am I not a rich second generation! ! !

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