Male God Is Always Targeted Chapter 32

Published at 12th of August 2022 05:52:34 AM

Chapter 032: Student, have you heard about Tom Sue? 1.32

Wang Chang stupidly touched his head with a confused expression on his face.

Hurt?

What may get hurt?

How could he get hurt?

Who could be so courageous and dared to hurt him? Wang Chang was a man with a Boss.

Furthermore, his Boss's backer could scare people to death just by saying their name. Who would be so blind to rush over to their deaths?

Luo Ling looked at his little brothers, who had started to foolishly laugh again, and felt even more regretful.

The little brother was not just a crow's beak, he was still a little stupid.

Sure enough, those who would handle everything for the boss, and those who were shrewd advisor-like little brothers were all somebody else's subordinates.

Luo Ling was also hurt.

“Boss? What's wrong with you? Your face is so pale. Is it because of Yin Siqi? Don't worry, with Young Master Zong here, we'll definitely be alright.”

Wang Chang blamed Luo Ling's abnormality on Yin Siqi, and immediately comforted him.

Luo Ling's eyes slightly widened, “What did you say?”

The Male Lead is here?

Turning his head quickly, a familiar handsome face entered Luo Ling's sight.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Luo Ling seemed to see the other party smile.

It was just that the smile appeared too briefly. Like a flash in the pan.

After a moment of surprise, Luo Ling asked, “Y-you… Why are you here?”

Shouldn't he be in class at this time?

Suddenly, it seemed as if he understood something. Luo Ling looked like he had caught some of Zong Yujin's blackmail material, “Oh~ I see. You skipped class!”

Luo Ling's uplifted tone, coupled with the unconsciously arched eyebrows, was filled with cunningness.

The original words that Zong Yujin wanted to say were choked back.

Zong Yujin didn't hold back and stretched out his hand to pinch Luo Ling's cheek, which still had a bit of baby fat. Zong Yujin spoke in an exasperated tone.

“You say that as if you didn't skip class. I still haven't asked you why you didn't go to school, but you teased me instead, okay?”

This little guy was truly the archetype of: 'give him some face and he will rise to the sky'.

When Luo Ling found that the sky was overcast, he would immediately leap very far away to hide.

If he couldn't hide, Luo Ling would become pitiful and would easily provoke people's distress just by standing there. Luo Ling would wait for the 'fish' that was willing to take the bait and solve the problem.

Deceitful.

Very deceitful.

Luo Ling shook his head, trying to break free from the mischievous hand that was holding his face.

“I didn'th, you'we obvioushwy buwwying me.”(I didn't, you're obviously bullying me.)

The small 'absolutely unconvinced' appearance, and because of the inarticulate speech, Luo Ling looked extremely cute.

Zong Yujin, who wanted to remove his hand, no longer pulled his hand back and kneaded Luo Ling's face.

It wasn't until the white cheeks were flushed red, did Zong Yujin let go, feeling some distress. A bit of self-blame surged in Zong Yujin's heart, thinking that he used too much force.

Be sure to be more careful next time.

As soon as Luo Ling was freed, he immediately angrily covered his face and glared at Zong Yujin, full of complaints.

“Are you a crab? My face hurts so much when you pinched it.”

As soon as he heard the other party calling out in pain, Zong Yujin quickly leaned over and softly blew.

Zong Yujin spoke some coaxing words while he was at it. “It won't hurt, it won't hurt. I'll blow it for you, be good. It's all my fault.”

Seeing Zong Yujin admit his mistake in this way, Luo Ling expressed his satisfaction. Luo Ling raised his chin and was about to gloat, but he heard Zong Yujin speak again.

“I'll be gentler next time.”

“!”

Luo Ling was angered to death.

He really wanted to take a sip of taro-flavored milk tea and spit it on Zong Yujin's face.

What kind of person was this ah, he deserved a beating.

“Stop muttering. Didn't you say it hurts? Come on, drink some milk and it won't hurt.”

Zong Yujin took out a bottle of Wangzai Milk1 from his bag and stuffed it into Luo Ling's hand. Like coaxing a child, he touched Luo Ling's head, appearing extremely gentle.

Luo Ling: “…”

Luo Ling glanced at the small box of Wangzai Milk in his hand, then at Zong Yujin, who obviously had a cold face, but a smile could be perceived from him.

After two seconds of silence, Luo Ling pulled open the straw and inserted it into the box. He finished drinking the milk in one breath.

After that, he threw it at Zong Yujin and said with an arrogant tone, “Here, trash can.”

Chapter end