Chapter 1337: Complain

It would be great if everyone is here! Today, I really can't help it and I have to complain! I guess we are about the same age, so I think this complaint will definitely resonate with you! ——The most handsome young man who eats dirt.

Do you know Jian Sangyu? It’s simply my childhood nightmare! It will always be what mothers say is someone else’s child! Excellent, excellent, excellent are synonymous with her. Let me tell you, my mother still regards her as her idol! ——The most handsome young man who eats dirt.

Do you think this girl is deliberately trying to get in trouble with us? There are so many outstanding people, why is she so high-profile? ——The most handsome young man who eats dirt.

So many children become disabled when they grow up. How come she manages to avoid the minefield of looks and becomes more and more beautiful as she grows? ——The most handsome young man who eats dirt.

You guys think, when will this Jian Sangyu be angry? Every time I see her on TV, my mother is excited, but I am desperate. ——The most handsome young man who eats dirt.

Seeing this, Jiang Xing secretly glanced at Jian Sangyu opposite him, and as expected, he saw a depressed look on her face.

Who was provoked? Did disaster fall from the sky?

Poor boy, you are so brave! [Smile] People are tough and tough. ——The Little Prince of Egg White.

? ? ? ——The most handsome young man who eats dirt.

Why, little prince, don’t you think what I said makes sense? When you were growing up in adolescence, was there no shadow from Jian Sangyu? Doesn't your mother compare her to you? ——The most handsome young man who eats dirt.

Jiang Xing grew up strongly in the shadow of Jian Sangyu throughout his childhood, not just his adolescence.

But so be it.

Jiang Xing looked back at Gu Chen, who was sitting on the sofa with a book a few steps away. He slowly raised his head and looked at Jian Sangyu, grinning, "Little Sangyu, I can grow up with you as my childhood sweethearts." , you don’t know how happy I am~ I must have accumulated eighteen generations of virtue.”

"The desire to survive is quite strong." Jian Sangyu raised his eyebrows and praised Jiang Xing.

Then, she replied.

Jian Sangyu is my goddess. I wish her to be famous forever, reach the top as soon as possible, and become a super star that everyone knows about! ——Little Princess Egg Yolk.

It's also quite scary when people are shameless. ——Today is a tiring day.

This little girl is actually quite nice. ——Mumu is not a forest.

Yes, she's fine. ——Still the hope of the whole world.

Not enough talk, no more chatting, let’s start a game and let’s get going! ——The most handsome young man who eats dirt.

Jian Sangyu and Jiang Xing were sitting on the stall on the floor playing games on their mobile phones. Gu Chen looked at the two people over there, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on Jian Sangyu.

Sometimes Gu Chen wonders, if Jian Sangyu had not married him, what kind of life would she be living now?

Maybe she would marry a like-minded man with the same hobbies, and like Jiang Xing, sit together and play a few games together, and then chat about the same topics.

When she plays the game, she has very rich expressions, including annoyed, proud, happy, excited, and even beating the floor angrily, so smart that it makes people dizzy.

At this time, Gu Chen would think, okay, in the end, he married her.

Jian Sangyu had just finished playing the second game and was about to start the third game when a call suddenly came in on his cell phone.

It was a small amount of money earned from taking care of Zhou Keke in the hospital.

Jian Sangyu pressed the answer button and gave a feed.