The hostess has unique killing skills

Chapter 439 Extra Story [-] London Falls in Love ([-])

It's been a long time since I got together with my friends. On Saturday morning, Zhang Junhe was arrested from home and went directly to the nearest friend's house.

As soon as he entered the door, the bang bang bang salute completely scared him away.

"Fuck, are you trying to scare me to death?" Zhang Junhe angrily stretched out his hand and beat his friend, then sat down on the sofa trying to catch up on sleep.

"What's the matter? Didn't think about leaving with the soft little beauty last night? I'm stuck with this virtue!"

"Go away, what a mess." Zhang Junhe yawned lazily, "It's almost the competition, let's practice piano at home."

"Isn't it you?" Hearing Zhang Junhe's excitement, the friends around all had expressions of eating flies, "The sun is coming out from the west? Do you still know that you are going to practice the piano?"

Zhang Junhe glanced at them sideways, "Except for studying, I definitely can't throw away the piano grandpa!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, no, there's a basketball game tomorrow, and you have to come with me to make up the number of people!" The friend wrapped his arms around his neck, and blew in Zhang Junhe's ear with a smile, "Otherwise, grandpa, I'll die!" you!"

Zhang Junhe shrank back and punched the opponent hard with his backhand.

"Go away, stop making these sissy moves for me, annoying!"

"Hahahaha..." The people around laughed and laughed, and the room was extremely lively.

"I know that I, Tie Zi, is a straight man of steel!" My friend opened his mouth and laughed, "It must be different from the coquettish ones outside, hahahaha... Do you know that, people say you..."

Zhang Junhe grasped the word sensitively, "What are you passing on?"

The friend seemed to have been tapped, his mouth was open and he didn't say anything, so he scratched his head with a smile, trying to vaguely say, "It's nothing, nothing, nothing."

"Fuck! Don't say anything!" Zhang Junhe punched him, "Say, what did you tell me?"

The friend faltered and didn't dare to speak, but other people around helped him, "Say you and this G are together every day, either eating or going to concerts."

G?

Zhang Junhe was stunned for a while, and belatedly remembered that the person who said it seemed to be Geng Cheran.

"That's a friend I met some time ago. He's not bad. I'll bring you to meet him another day."

"No, no, it's better to leave, we can't afford to play in that circle." The friend quickly waved his hand when he heard this, and the people next to him also had the same attitude.

"Which circle?" This group of boys always spoke in half, and he was completely confused when he heard it.

"Which circle can you go? G circle!" The friend patted Zhang Junhe on the shoulder, "I really admire you, you are still in the mud and you are not stained by the mud."

Zhang Junhe was even more confused, what is this all about?
"Isn't it? You really don't know who Geng Cheran is?" The friend's eyes on Zhang Junhe didn't look like they were pretending, and his expression was even uglier than before.

Zhang Junhe was a little dumbfounded, and looked at him dully.

"It's spread all over the circle. Who doesn't know his name? You said you weren't interested in the person we pointed out to you at the banquet last time, forgot?" He wakes up.

The guy at the party?Zhang Junhe blinked, his big eyes were full of curiosity.

The memory seemed to go back to that day, he remembered that there was such a person, everyone stretched out their hands only for him to look at, that person seemed to have gray hair...

Wait, gray hair?

"You mean..." Zhang Junhe's complexion became more and more unsightly, and finally turned gray.

"Damn it, didn't you? You just realized it? And you have been a brother with him for so many days?"

Zhang Junhe's face turned even darker.

(End of this chapter)