Chapter 788

Luo Hao was originally very uncomfortable being hugged by Jing Yiran, but seeing his sad and slumped appearance, he felt a little distressed.

He said seriously: "I don't think you are incompetent, I think...the second young master is very good."

He is telling the truth.

When he followed Jing Yichen before, he didn't know much about Jing Yiran, and he always looked at him from the surface just like everyone else. It's just that he is a playboy, ignorant and incompetent, and loves to compete with Jing Yichen for family property.

However, he has been with Jing Yiran for the past few days. Jing Yiran is a chatterbox and loves to chat with him.

From his words, Luo Hao knew that he had misunderstood Jing Yiran before.

It's not that he's ignorant, he's also studying desperately, desperately trying to improve and surpass Jing Yichen.

It's a pity that people like Jing Yichen can't surpass them just by working hard.

Jing Yichen was raised as the heir of the Jing family. He suffered countless hardships since he was a child, and all his potentials were fully developed.

When a person's IQ completely crushes you, and he desperately works a thousand times harder than you, he can only be looked up to, and cannot be surpassed.

Therefore, no matter how hard Jing Yiran tried now, it was impossible to compare to Jing Yichen.

But he still didn't give up, his toughness was beyond imagination, he was simply indomitable, and his tenacity was shocking.

Luo Hao could see Jing Yiran recharging himself every day. He was learning foreign languages, various firearms knowledge, and complex programming——Jing Yichen had already learned these things when he was ten years old, and Jing Yiran was ten years old. When I was young, I was still a little kid who only knew how to grab things from my brother.

"Second young master, you are also working hard to go up, and that is enough. Eldest young master... I am afraid that there are not many people in the world who can surpass him."

Luo Hao used to call Jing Yichen "Young Master Jing", which was unique to Jing Yichen, and Jing Yiran was always called "Second Young Master" and "Second Young Master Jing".

But calling him "Young Master Jing" would hurt Jing Yiran's self-esteem, so Luo Hao changed his address. In front of Jing Yiran, he always called him "Eldest Young Master" and "Second Young Master".

When Jing Yiran suffered setbacks or was depressed before, few people would come to comfort him.

When Zhang Rong was alive, she never cared about his mood, nor did she encourage or comfort him.

In the past few days, Luo Hao has given Jing Yiran a warm feeling that he has never felt before.

It was as if he had found a confidant. He would also talk to Luo Hao if he couldn't understand something with Xiaolu. Yesterday he dragged Luo Hao to chat for two full hours!

Jing Yiran's wounded heart was soothed by Luo Hao's words, he patted Luo Hao's shoulder, and said with some emotion: "Xiao Luozi, why do I feel that you and I are so in love with each other! It's so late to meet each other! "

Heart to heart? See you later?

Luo Hao's heartbeat suddenly accelerated!

Second young master... what does this mean?

Jing Yiran was saying, does he like him too?

Oops, my heart is about to jump out, what should I do!

Did he agree, or did he agree, or did he agree?

No, no, Jing Yiran seems to like women! He and Xiaolu have lived together for a long time, and they are about to get married!

How can he be a third party who destroys other people's feelings!

But now he wants to see Jing Yiran more and more, and his heartbeat is out of his control at all!

God, why did God torture him like this!

He used to like women too, when did he like men? Is he actually gay at heart? No, he is a pure man!

Jing Yiran had no idea how much trouble his inappropriate words had caused Luo Hao.

He is a master in the field of love, he can speak any nasty words, now with Xiao Lu, Xiao Lu is almost immune to any words he says, and he has nothing to block him, so that when he talks to Luo Hao, he is not thinking at all.

Jing Yiran picked up the red wine and took two sips: "Ah! Cool! I'm still suitable for a life of wanton life when I have wine and am drunk now. I was overwhelmed by my brother's mountain before, and I won't let him drink anymore. When the pressure is on, I should use him as a backer! He is so powerful and omnipotent, it would be a waste if I don’t use it! A younger brother depends on an older brother, and it’s not shameful! Hahaha, Xiao Luozi, what do you think of me? What's your idea?"

Second Young Master, your style of painting has changed a bit too fast, my brain is slow and I can't keep up!

Luo Hao cursed in his heart.

Weren't we still talking about love just now? Why did Kungfu start to praise the young master again after a while!

Moreover, what does it mean that Jing Yiran hugged him so tightly?

If he gets drunk in a while, maybe... force him?

God!

This, this... is the speed a little too fast!

"Xiao Luozi, why is your face so red? Are you sick? Have a fever?"

Jing Yiran looked at Luo Hao's fair face flushed, and couldn't help touching his forehead worriedly.

"Hey, it's not hot! Why are you blushing all of a sudden? Hahaha, you're not ashamed by my handsome face, are you?"

Jing Yiran stared at Luo Hao's rather handsome face as if he had discovered some new continent, and seeing that his face was getting better and better, he couldn't help but lean forward and back with a smile.

"Oh, my little Luo Zi has fallen in love with me! I like you very much too!"

Jing Yiran opened his mouth to talk nonsense, and he didn't feel embarrassed at all. It was not the first time that he was liked by a man. When he was in school, many male classmates chased him!

To Jing Yiran, this was not surprising at all.

He was too beautiful, and his masculine characteristics were not obvious when he was a child. Even in men's clothes, he was often mistaken for a girl.

"Come, come, drink red wine, and suppress your shock, I really am a man who loves flowers and sees flowers bloom!"

Jing Yiran didn't feel embarrassed at all, on the contrary, he was very proud. He forced the red wine into Luo Hao's hand, forcing him to drink.

Luo Hao looked at the red wine bottle in his hand, frowning and thinking whether he should drink it or not—Jing Yiran drank directly from the wine bottle just now, if he also drank from the wine bottle, wouldn't it mean that he had an indirect relationship with Jing Yiran? Kissed!

Jing Yiran didn't know what was going on in his mind, and thought he was worried about drinking, so he put his arms around Luo Hao's neck, and smiled charmingly: "It's okay, just drink, I won't tell my brother! Yang Muyan If you're dead, the ones who come to find fault are all young people, don't be afraid! You can drink at ease, if you drink too much, I will personally take you home and sleep!"

Still want to sleep? !

Luo Hao was so frightened that his hands trembled that he almost threw the wine bottle away!

He hasn't thought about it yet, so take it easy!

He stuffed the wine bottle back into Jing Yiran's hand, blushed and ran away!