Chapter 287
The Surrogate Bride Of The Colonel He
âGet along with you?â
Yan Xingwei was shocked. He knew Xu Yangyi well, who was hot-tempered. Could he get along with anyone? With a meek boy like Xiao Ling?
Xu Yangyi got angry with Yan Xingweiâs suspicious look. âI can get along well with others. Iâm not a freak.â
âDamn it. He has a knack for angering me.â
âIs that surprising that I can get along well with others? Iâm also a human!â
The more Xu Yangyi thought about it, the angrier he became. He couldnât control himself and glared at Yan Xingwei, who ignored him and looked back at Xiao Ling. The latter was not scared any more, looking at him and Xu Yangyi with a dejected face.
âWhat does that look mean?â
Yan Xingwei frowned at Xiao Ling. He couldnât understand the expression on Xiao Lingâs face.
When Xiao Ling saw Yan Xingwei look back at him, he immediately bowed his head and twined his hands in fear. The dejected look was gone.
âDamn it.â Yan Xingwei was annoyed.
Xu Yangyi was going to complain when Yan Xingwei ignored him, but he got intrigued as Yan Xingwei started to get annoyed.
He smiled mischievously and intimitely put his hand on Yan Xingweiâs shoulder, saying, âDid you do something to the class president? Otherwise, why does he get scared at sight of you like seeing a devil?â
âThe class president is prettier than girls, and he excites the desire to adore him and protect him. If he gets together with Yan Xingwei, it could be fun.â
âI can see different expressions on Yan Xingweiâs face. For example, the look on his face when he falls in love. I canât wait to have fun.â
It turned out that Xu Yangyi was scheming this in his heart. If Yan Xingwei knew about his plan, what kind of look would he put on his face? He might roll his eyes at Xu Yangyi, saying he was silly. This was how he would react in the past. Xu Yangyi wondered how Yan Xingwei would respond this time.
Xu Yangyi planned to watch a show, but he didnât know he would be in big trouble.
A short distance away, a man in military uniform was looking at Xu Yangyiâs hand on Yan Xingweiâs shoulder with anger in his sharp eyes.
âIs that your wife? Heâs good-looking.â Jie Laming in the back seat did not know that He Jingyan was furious, and he even blew a whistle.
Moreover, he added, âBut itâs a pity that heâs not as handsome as my wife.â After he spoke, he looked at Luo Sen flatteringly. However, Luo Sen punched him. He Jingyan was present, and Luo Sen couldnât allow Jie Laming to act recklessly.
Jie Laming bent over in pain and complained, âThis is a compliment. Why do you hit me?â
Old Jiu in the driverâs seat looked at him sympathetically. Jie Laming was insensitive. Everyone else knew that He Jingyan was not to be offended at this moment.
âShut up.â Luo Sen glared at Jie Laming again and pushed him away, preventing him from clinging to him. However, the space was so small, and Luo Sen couldnât keep him away. Not long after, Jie Laming clung to him again.