Rebirth of Invincibility

This was the first time that Han Ruoqi took the initiative to kiss Zheng Moxie. Her beautiful thin lips were slightly raised, almost instinctively. Zheng Moxie put her arms around his shoulders and deepened the kiss little by little. Just as he tore Han Ruoqi apart.

When he was picking up seven shirts, Han Ruoqi actually ran out of his arms.

Zheng Moxie was startled when he saw Han Ruoqi standing there with a chill all over her body: "...I'm tired."

He straightened his torn shirt and raised his head to look at the man in front of him: "I went upstairs to sleep."

Zheng Moye held him back: "I'll go with you."

Han Ruoqi turned back with cold eyes: "If you want to come up, that's fine, then I will move out later."

The corner of Zheng Moxie's mouth twitched twice. When Han Ruoqi walked up the stairs, he finally pointed his finger and yelled unwillingly: "Shit! Han! You are really a goblin!"

Han Ruoqi stopped and put her white fingers on the stairs: "Actually... genetically speaking, my surname is not Han. However, as a person who has lived for more than twenty years, he doesn't even know who his biological father is.

What a sad person..."

Although the tone was somewhat self-deprecating, there was a kind of desolation on Han Ruoqi's face. Zheng Moxie's brows wrinkled slightly, and he opened his translucent lips, but suddenly he couldn't utter a single word...

His throat seemed to be choked, and he could only watch Han Ruoqi walk upstairs step by step, leaving behind a dark and gloomy figure.

A person's greatest pain is undoubtedly the inability to relieve the pain of the person he loves...

If possible, Zheng Moxie really wants to leave everything he has in Han Ruoqi's hands, so that he won't be so sad, so that he won't be so sad. After all, he still has himself in this world...

Zheng Moxie could also feel that even though Han Ruoqi said he liked him and said he could live with him, in his heart, he was just himself, leaving everything to himself to solve.

Turn a blind eye to Zheng Moxie

The biggest difference between them is their lifestyle. Even though Zheng Moxie is cold to ordinary people and will turn everything into numbers for precise calculations, once he meets Han Ruoqi, all order and reason will disappear.

However, Han Ruoqi still remained calm and approached Zheng Moxie cautiously. Once he was hurt at all, he would retreat without leaving any room for him.

A wry smile slowly formed at the corner of his mouth. Zheng Moxie's back showed an extraordinarily sad aura under the light. He knew that this was all brought to him by Han Ruoqi, who had not yet appeared in his life.

When he was there, his emotions would never change much and he could easily control everything, but only Han Ruoqi! He couldn't control anything and could only let that person get further and further away from him...

.Finally disappeared from sight...

It is very difficult for ordinary people to study in an aristocratic school like Idesloe, especially for "poor students" like Han Ruoqi, who fail every day!

But after all, the Zheng family is a relatively large investor in Idesloa. Even without the Qinglong Gang, the money Zheng Moxie donated to the school can support n teachers who are just living on their own.

So under Zheng Moye's coercion, a certain principal happily went through the admission procedures for Han Ruoqi.

Zheng Moxie looked at the smiling Principal Idesloh, and smiled in a dark way: "This is my distant cousin, so when I study in your school, I hope you will take good care of me, Principal!"

The smile on the corner of the principal's mouth is getting bigger and bigger, and coupled with the unique "Mediterranean" hairstyle, it is particularly funny: "...Of course, to a certain extent, you are better than me as the principal."

ah"

Although he said this, his eyes drifted unnaturally to Han Ruoqi's waist, which was held tightly by Zheng Moxie. Distant cousin? Are you kidding! Why have I never heard of you, Master Zheng, being like this?

Where is the younger brother who is as beautiful as a flower?

Han Ruoqi naturally noticed his gaze, but unexpectedly, he just slowly sneered, then raised his eyebrows, stared back confidently, and secretly made a mouth gesture: "Fuck! You!

You really deserve a beating!"

When walking out of the principal's office, Zheng Moxie leaned down and blew an ambiguous breath into Han Ruoqi's ear: "When you were in school, even though I didn't look at you, you couldn't just follow a girl after you fell in love with her.

!”

Han Ruoqi turned around, her beautiful eyes flashing with gentleness like waves: "These girls in school are too young, I like mature ones!"

The corners of Zheng Moxie's mouth twitched twice, then her hands slipped from his waist and pinched Han Ruoqi's butt hard: "Wait until I take care of you tonight."

"Don't say it too early, I might not go back tonight!" Han Ruoqi raised her chin, said a few words and turned around to leave.

Zheng Moxie looked at his back and smiled slowly: "It would be great if you could stay by my side like this forever..."

******************The elite class of the second grade is Class 8 of the second grade. Jin Yi is studying in this class, and Helian Mo is also studying in this class.

Han Ruoqi sat in the last row of the class, turning the pen in her hand boredly and looking out the window casually.

This is the second day after arriving in Ideslo. In fact, in order to get close to Helen Mo, Han Ruoqi spent some time in Class 8, Year 2, but he never cares about things that have nothing to do with him.

He cared more, so it was only now that he really started to pay attention to Jin Yi

Han Ruoqi had met Jin Yi at Ouyang Qiye's birthday party last time, but she wasn't very impressed by him.

He withdrew his somewhat confused gaze and slowly focused on Jin Yi.

Jin Yi is a very arrogant person. His hair is still the same burgundy color as before, and the school uniform he is wearing has also been changed into a mess.

At this moment, Han Ruoqi actually felt the gaze of another person. He slowly raised his head and found that Helian Mo was looking at him. There was confusion and loss in his eyes, but more of it was hatred.

...

Do you hate me very much?

Han Ruoqi smiled, and the corners of his mouth were as calm as ever. Yes, he had always been a very selfish person and never considered other people's feelings. As long as he felt worthy of his own affairs, he would

You will feel that these are worth doing and worth hurting others for yourself.

"When...when..."

The bell rang at the right time. The classmates who left their seats quickly blocked Helian Mo's sight. Han Ruoqi also stood up and turned around and walked out of the classroom...