The man who was pleasing to Liang Jinmo was very dark, and the look that wanted to kill the sword could no longer hide under the fake smile.

Liang Jinmo suddenly remembered the novel he read, "My uncle was 26 and a half years old, and was spoiled by a group of thirty cute babies?"

Puff hahahahahahaha.

It's quite picture-like.

Thinking of the scene where 30 geniuses who have no minds are stingy, the man hugged him, "No need, I have an uncle too."

There is no such thing as group favor in reality.

The man immediately made up his mind to blackmail such articles when he had time, so that these little babies would return to the ground, and not dream of flying in the sky for too long, and his legs would not be able to walk on their last legs.

Since he has been wet with the rain, he will tear up these people's umbrellas with unrealistic desires, so that they can't even dream of it.

When the man thinks of this, he feels guilty (bushi), "You still hold grudges? I'm sorry."

Liang Jinmo took out the memo on his mobile phone, entered something, and posted it.

There is an additional dynamic in the qq space.

Liang Jinmo: I want to accept the 327th apology? He seems to be very sincere.

I love grilled pork chops: Then accept it.

Liang Jinmo: I don’t want to accept it.

Love to eat grilled pork chops: Do you really not consider it?

Ahem, it’s better to not chat without any trouble, and save 40 seconds of precious life each.

"Okay, you love to eat grilled pork chops, right?" Liang Jinmo sneered coldly and glanced at the man beside him.

"You discovered it." The man played with an hourglass in his hand. "You have identified my 62nd friend in disguise. You are too difficult to get the strategy. I have no choice."

"You have only apologized 327 times, but I have been whipped 30 times." Liang Jinmo exploded in anger.

"Ah? I said why haven't you been to Liangshi Technology for a month? It turns out that's the reason."

Liang Jinmo rolled his eyes in anger, why bother? Why do you have to tell me? Isn’t it good that the secrets and embarrassing things are rotten in his stomach?

"I'm sorry." The man apologized again, "Can I have some other names besides reporting? You haven't called me for 10 years. Do you still remember what I'm called?"

Liang Jinmo raised an eyebrow, "I don't remember, if you apologize 5 more times, I will forgive you."

"Really and false? Why five times? Do you like the number 333? Or is this number your lucky number?" The man looks very gossipy.

"If you don't say it, I will always..."

"I was wrong, I said. Sorry *5"

It's really... Liang Jinmo sent out the tsk that the president liked.

"So happy? Don't you want any dignity?" Liang Jinmo couldn't understand. How could a man beg for forgiveness so despicable?

"Do you forgive me?" the man couldn't wait to confirm.

"..." Liang Jinmo originally wanted to see the result, but now he is not in a hurry and even wants to waste his men.

"You can't regret it? A gentleman's words are as good as a sensation!" The man was really anxious, "You don't think I like you, don't ask for a blow."

Liang Jinmo looked at the few hairs left on his head and couldn't help but stretch out his hand to touch them, "From now, I'll call you... Jubao. Liu Jubao."

The man knocked Liang Jinmo's hand off, "Don't touch me, I don't call it a report, it's not a treasure pot, nor a giant baby, my name is Wang Bo. Wang Bo!"

"Wang Bo? Have you always called Wang Bo? A very ordinary name." Liang Jinmo lifted his eyelids and stared at the man opposite him with a round eyes, staring at the man who claimed to be Wang Bo.

"Yes! My name is Wang Bo, not Reporter, nor Man. Liang Jinmo, do you have any objections to my parents?"

Liang Jinmo was thinking in a deep thought, and he really thought about it.

"You really want to, do you know them?"

After thinking about it carefully, Liang Jinmo found that he really didn't have much impression. He must have seen his parents once when he reported him.

But it's been too long since I've forgotten the other person's appearance.

"It should be no objection." Liang Jinmo suddenly laughed and looked at Wang Bo, "Wang Bo, I forgive you. However, I still decided to call you Liu Jubao from today."

Liang Jinmo lowered his head, took out his cell phone, looked at the time, and it was estimated that the takeaway was coming soon. Sure enough, Shao Nian pushed a cart of things into the glass door.
Chapter completed!