The Ace Girl of Campus Rebirth

Three hundred million years is indeed not long for Mio, who has a long and endless lifespan.

"Pfft! Hahaha! Hahahahahaha! Three? Three hundred million years!? Have you watched too many TV series and movies? I'm really laughing my ass off. Three hundred million years!"

"Dinosaurs still existed 300 million years ago. Are you going to tell us next that you have seen living dinosaurs!?"

The person who burst into laughter was not Jin Zhengpu, nor Jin Zhiyuan, who had been talking to Sitong, nor Aunt Zhou.

It was a young man standing in the back among their group.

The nose of the plane was dyed with a touch of green, and he was wearing ripped pants and a leather jacket. He looked like a typical social man or second-generation rich man.

This person's name is Jin Zeyu, he is 23 years old, the grandson of Jin Zhengpu and Aunt Zhou, and has no blood relationship with Luo Yin.

"Hahaha!" Jin Zeyu was young and energetic, holding his belly and laughing for a long time.

The atmosphere was a little subtle, and Jin Zhiyuan could even feel that Si Tong's body suddenly exuded an aura of approaching death.

"Jin Zeyu, stay aside! You have nothing to do here!" Jin Zhiyuan glared at Jin Zeyu and realized:

"Okay, stop talking about weird things. I'm here to take my mother home, not these unrealistic things."

Regardless of whether Si Tong was from hell or not, it had nothing to do with him, and the topic had obviously been sidetracked.

Jin Zhengpu and Aunt Zhou are both in their eighties, but their physical condition is ridiculously good.

Si Tong glanced at this group of people with cold contempt.

Before he had time to speak, Luo Yin stepped forward and held his hand: "Master Mio, please don't say any more. I'm very grateful that you can help me again. Luo Yin doesn't deserve it. It's all my own fault. "

She is no longer a person from hell, and she never thought that her Mio-sama would still speak for her. The emotion was hidden in the tears at the end of my eyes.

"Hahahaha! This old woman is still up to no good. She wants to play it out to the end!" Jin Zeyu is Aunt Zhou's grandson, so he certainly doesn't speak lightly to Luo Yin.

Squeezing Sitong's wrist, Luo Yin knew that with Master Mio's usual style, if she didn't stop him, the scene would be littered with corpses in the next moment. Luo Yin said:

"Lord Mio, Luo Yin really has nothing to offer in return. I will handle this matter myself!"

The firm tone made Sitong, who was unwilling to meddle in other people's business, turn around.

Never mind.

"Sister!" When Si Chen, Wu Jinhua and Xiang Rongmiao came over, Jin Zhengpu and others had already left.

As expected, Luo Yin took care of it himself.

"Oh, those candied haws on a stick are really delicious. Sister, I left a bunch for you. Why did you come here first without waiting for me?" Si Chen said, handing over a candied haws on a stick.

Si Tong took it.

Xiang Rongmiao and others had already eaten candied haws, so they went to Luo Yin's place to exchange for fortune telling.

...

Holy area.

Under that iconic big tree.

Boyu and Heiyan lay in the shade of the tree one after another, panting.

They fought again for three days and three nights.

A bead of sweat sprang from Boyu's smooth forehead, slid down the left side of his face to his ear, and entered the soil.

The two of them just lay casually on the lawn.

"Damn it, Boyu, I'll give in to you this time. Next time you dare to talk nonsense, I'll spank you until your ass blossoms!" Hei Yan huffed angrily.

Boyu knew that during the three days and three nights of fighting, Hei Yan kept letting him go. After all, he was not as strong as Hei Yan.

Bo Yu's gentle and humble aura made him neither impatient nor impatient no matter how big the trouble was. Facing Bo Yu's provocations, he also greeted him with a smile:

"Okay, but it's not me who blooms, but Xiao Yanyan, your Juju——"