The Heroine is a Real Boss

It seemed that as long as Huo Jin didn't agree, she could cry in the next second.

"Have you finished?" Huo Jin looked at Jiang Yurou expressionlessly and asked.

Jiang Yurou's expression froze, and she nodded with an ugly expression, "Yeah."

"Get out of the way after you finish speaking, I'm going to rest." Huo Jin said extremely ruthlessly.

Jiang Yurou: "..."

Song Yuan: "..."

Although the scene in front of him was a development that Song Yuan was happy to see, but seeing such an outstanding girl like Jiang Yurou being abused and bullied by Huo Jin, Song Yuan was very angry.

"Huo Jin, are you going too far?"

"She Yurou also has good intentions, so it's fine if you don't appreciate it, but you are still shameless when you treat her like a girl like this?"

Facing Song Yuan's crusade, Huo Jin glanced at him expressionlessly and said, "Have you finished?"

Song Yuan: "..." Made! ! !

This attitude again! ! !

Huo Jin's reaction made Song Yuan feel as if he had punched the cotton. He couldn't vent his anger, but felt more angry and his chest was more congested.

"Huo Jin, you!"

Song Yuan was so angry that he almost wanted to fight Huo Jin. Although he couldn't fight, it didn't stop him from thinking about it.

At this time, Jiang Yurou was wronged to the extreme, and ran away crying while covering her face.

Seeing Jiang Yurou's reaction, Song Yuan was so angry that he wanted to trouble Huo Jin again.

No, this time, Huo Jin interrupted him before he could speak.

"Not to chase?"

Song Yuan: "..." It makes sense.

Although Huo Jin reminded him, it could be regarded as helping him indirectly, but Song Yuan didn't appreciate it, and before leaving, he gave Huo Jin a vicious look, snorted at him, and then chased in the direction Jiang Yurou left go up.

Looking at the back of Song Yuan leaving in a hurry, Huo Jin's eyes flickered, and a faint smile of unknown meaning appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the next second, Huo Jin went back to the room, closed the door, and locked it...

A series of movements can be described as flowing and flowing, not quick.

In the early hours of the morning...

When Song Yuan finally comforted Jiang Yurou who was crying so hard and sent her back to the dormitory, he dragged his exhausted body back to his own dormitory.

Turn the doorknob...it won't work?

what's the situation?

Song Yuan's expression changed drastically.

He hurriedly took out the key in his pocket to open the door...it still couldn't be turned!

Huo Jin! ! !

Song Yuan was so angry that he wanted to break in, but he didn't dare.

Song Yuan was so angry that he wanted to make a big noise and beat on the door to wake Huo Jin up. If Huo Jin wouldn't let him in, he wouldn't let Huo Jin sleep.

Unfortunately, he still can only think about it, he still dare not...

Because the other educated youths sent to the countryside next to their dormitory have always disliked him, and they like to make trouble for him from time to time.

On weekdays, the people next door sometimes go to bed early, and if he makes a little louder noise when he goes out to wash his hands, or closes the door a little louder, the people next door will scold him in various ways.

Song Yuan wanted to reason with them, but it was a pity that the other party had a large number of people, and he was alone and a frail scholar with no arms and no strength to restrain a chicken.

What he is best at is reading books, taking exams, and debating with people. He uses great principles and knowledge to make the opponent surrender, just like a debate contest.

And what he is least good at is physical labor, such as fighting and doing farm work in the fields, etc...

Song Yuan was so angry that he could only be cautious and pat on the door as quietly as possible, trying to wake up the sleeping Huo Jin...

Unfortunately, Huo Jin is heartless.

In addition, he specially made a simple earplug to block his ears before going to bed...

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[Fourth update is over, good night, okay (づ￣3￣)づ╭～]