Jin Zhongji stomped his feet resentfully and did not leave immediately. Instead, he looked at Song Baojun stretching out his hand and gritting his teeth and said, "Delete those photos for me, I will admit what happened today."

He was not worried that these ugly photos of him were placed in Song Baojun. These things were just a time bomb for him. Although they would not ruin him after they were transmitted, they would have a great impact on his career.

Celebrities should be perfect, so they are qualified to be called male gods.

And he could imagine how ugly he was on those photos. He lay on the ground and was covered with red wine, like a pig rolling in mud.

If such photos are spread, I am afraid that the whole of Asia will see his ugly appearance.

"I think beautifully. As long as you honestly don't cause trouble for me, I'm not interested in making a big deal. Get out of here and don't dirty my eyes." Song Baojun ignored this kid and cursed.

Jin Zhongji stood there and looked at Song Baojun for several seconds before speaking in a low tone: "I won't provoke you in the future. I hope you keep your promise, otherwise it will be of no benefit to anyone."

After saying that, he did not rush to leave, but ran to the bathroom in the private room to wash his hair with water, wash off the red wine on it, then wiped it randomly, put on sunglasses and left the private room.

As soon as he left, Xu Shuxin dared to speak. He looked at Song Baojun and smiled bitterly, "Mr. Jun, are you still going to eat now?"

"Of course I'll eat it. If you eat it again, you'll have the same kind as before. It tastes pretty good." Song Baojun, who was so angry that he laughed, patted Xu Shuxin on the shoulder, then turned around and sat back in his seat to have a feast.

Perhaps because of bullying Jin Zhongji, Song Baojun had a very good appetite tonight.

But the amount of French whole meal was too small for Song Baojun, the big eater, but he didn't mind, he just came over to taste it anyway.

After dinner, the two left the restaurant. Xu Shuxin pulled Song Baojun and walked towards the hotel. She looked at Song Baojun with charming eyes and said, "It's not too early now, why don't we go back and rest? Jun has eaten a lot, so we should exercise well later."

Song Baojun naturally understood what the movement she said, and Xu Shuxin's snow-white body immediately appeared in her mind, and then she became a little distracted.

Think about it with warmth and warmth, what the ancients said makes a lot of sense.

But for Song Baojun, this kind of relationship was just a feeling-free vent of lust. After venting, he only received more emptiness, which made him feel a little unacceptable.

After deliberately looking down at the watch, Song Baojun slapped his head and sighed: "Oh, I almost forgot to go back and write a report later. My cousin is in a hurry to ask for it tomorrow. I can't delay it. Why don't you come with you next time?"

"Okay, Jun Young Master is going to work hard first. You are all people who do big things. I dare not delay your business with the Second Young Master." Hearing that it was related to Du Yinlang, Xu Shuxin nodded repeatedly, not daring to act spoiled with Song Baojun.

If Song Baojun really delayed his business because he was sleeping with her, wouldn’t it be her unlucky if the Second Young Master blamed him?

"Okay, I'll go back first, you go to bed alone." Song Baojun smiled and pinched Xu Shuxin's butt, then turned around and took a taxi and returned to Tea Group.

When Song Baojun returned, the three people in the dormitory had fallen asleep on the bed early, and they were holding books in their hands. Obviously, reading books can effectively promote sleep for them.

Song Baojun was too lazy to scold these three fools, so he just patted the door and woke up the three of them, then went to the bathroom to wash up, and after washing, he returned to bed and started reading and reviewing.

The final exam has only been a few days. Not only Song Baojun and his dormitories, but most dormitories have also begun to review honestly, thinking about cramming temporarily and striving to get good results.

During the next period, Song Baojun almost lived a fourth-tier life, dormitory, classroom, canteen and library.

During this period, Jiang Yihui found out with conscience and proposed to give Song Baojun a small gift, but Song Baojun refused.

If you have philosophical personality, wise personality, you still need her to have a small hospital? Moreover, Song Baojun probably didn't have the kindness to ask her to have a small hospital, so he must have planned to let him go to her house to help her take care of the cat.

As the review ends, the final exam comes immediately.

Because Song Baojun has been doing well in the second half of the semester, he performed well in the exam. Although his grades did not come out immediately, Song Baojun at least did not need to worry about failing the subject.

After the results came out, the people from the Otaku Brotherhood were very happy. This time, none of their poor grades failed the exam, all thanks to the honest review in the last two months.

In order to celebrate the good exam, everyone naturally went out to eat and slap in a meal. They all got drunk and returned to the dormitory and vomited all over the floor. When they woke up the next day, they smelled bad smell in the dormitory.

Song Baojun rubbed his head, which was a little painful, then ran to the bathroom with a wry smile and washed up, then endured the nausea and cleaned the dormitory floor again.

Guo Jun and the other guys were drunk and didn't respond no matter how they called each other. Song Baojun was too lazy to care about them.

It's already been on holiday, and the students have started to leave school one after another in the past few days, and they have to go home, and Song Baojun is no exception.

The huge tea university is much quieter now than before. Many college students dragged their suitcases out of the dormitory. Song Baojun only put a few sets of clothes in the dormitory. He was too lazy to take those sets of old clothes home, so he left the dormitory empty-handed and prepared to go home.

Winter vacation is a good thing, and the school does not know how to assign homework, so you can play whatever you like.

Song Baojun held the back of his head with both hands, walked leisurely on the road, thinking in his mind how to spend this winter vacation.

The Newport must be busy from time to time. The more things happen to the Newport at the end of the year, the more things happen. Since Song Baojun is on holiday, he can't be a hand-off manager as before.

But no matter how many things happen, for Song Baojun, it would be amazing to go there for two or three days a week, and he still had plenty of time left.

"When you see, do you want to go to Xiangjing? The girl Achun and Ah Chun will sublimate the relationship between the two sides, and have a combination of spirit and flesh, and strive to take off the virgin hat before the New Year, get rid of poverty and become rich and prosperous."

"But the girl here is not bad. Xiangjing is a bit far away after all, and the girl is close to the water and gets the moon first. Then, using the excuse of tutoring Liu Qinglin to see if she can eat this little pepper?"

Song Baojun kept talking to himself in his heart, thinking about how to go further with the two women, so as not to always solve physiological problems manually. Where can he put his face on Song Baojun?

Just when Song Baojun was having fun, he suddenly felt ache in the back of his head, and someone hit him with a small stone behind him.

"Oh, who is the bastard? Even your brother Jun dares to attack him?" Song Baojun immediately cursed and turned his head, but then another small stone on the other party was thrown over, just in Song Baojun's mouth.

"Ph, ph, ph, ph, ph, ph," Song Baojun quickly lowered his head and spit out the small stone in his mouth.

"Hahahahahahaha, Song Baojun, you fool, are so funny." A very hateful laughter came from behind. Song Baojun looked up and found that it was Xie Qilu's woman.

Xie Qilu was obviously the culprit. She stood there and laughed loudly, and she was about to burst into tears. It was obvious that Song Baojun's embarrassment made her feel very happy.

This woman's personality of not getting rid of the house for three days made Song Baojun gritted his teeth and scolded loudly: "Crazy woman, why throw me the stone? Do you believe it or not?"

"Bah, you stupid pussy, I'm calling you for a long time without any reaction. Do you want to go to a woman? Young people masturbate well, don't think too much." Xie Qilu laughed and mocked.

Song Baojun was immediately angry and chased Xie Qilu, cursing while chasing: "It's big or small, uncle will teach you how to be a good person today."

"Come and chase me, Song Daijun." Xie Qilu didn't hurry to see Song Baojun chasing him, so she made a face, then turned around and ran away quickly.

The two chased and fled for five minutes, and chased them all the way to the woods west of the school. Xie Qilu was also exhausted. She stopped panting and turned her head to look at Song Baojun who was chasing him and cursed: "You kid are a mad dog, but you have been chasing for so long?"

Song Baojun was also exhausted and sweating profusely. He ran over and grabbed Xie Qilu's arm and gasped, "Niece, you're so brave, right? He dares to scold him after beating him. Guess how uncle will teach you a lesson today."

Xie Qilu tried to break free from Song Baojun's hand, but she couldn't break free. She could only threaten fiercely: "Let me go, otherwise I'll call you evil."

"Call it, it's useless to scream. Now the security guard changes shifts. If you call other people over, I will say it's a quarrel between a boyfriend and girlfriend." Song Baojun looked shameless and said a line that bad guys often said on TV.

"Let me go, bastard, your hands are full of sweat and disgusting. Don't touch me." Xie Qilu couldn't stand Song Baojun's sweaty arm holding her, feeling disgusting.

She had a slight obsession with cleanliness and didn't like Song Baojun very much. She really felt disgusted and wanted to vomit when she caught her, and she wanted to go and wash her hands with washing powder now.

"Disgusting?" Song Baojun dragged Xie Qilu directly to the bench next to him, pressed Xie Qilu on the bench and slapped her on the butt.

"Bang."

A crisp sound spread, which showed that Song Baojun's strength was not vague at all.

Song Baojun slapped him and felt like he was slapped in the pile of cotton, soft and comfortable. He smiled and continued to pat him again, saying as he patted: "If you don't have to knock on the room and remove the tiles for three days, if you don't teach you a lesson, you will be your tail up to the sky, right?"

"Don't throw me with a piece of paper last time in class, do you think I don't know?"

"When I was taking leave, I wrote Song Baojun's bastard in my textbook. Who else can write such ugly words besides you?"

"My underwear hanging in the dormitory is gone. To be honest, was it stolen by you?"

Every time Song Baojun said something, he slapped him. After slapping seven or eight times, Xie Qilu suddenly started crying and shouted, "You are so perverted, I've been swollen from your butt. I want to call the police and let the police arrest you."

"I am your uncle. I teach you for your own good, and the police will not care." Song Baojun snorted coldly, then stopped, and looked at Xie Qilu's little butt with guilt.

I was excited just now and took a heavy blow. This woman's skin was very well maintained. I guess she would be a little swollen after a few shots.

Xie Qilu got up from the bench crying, rubbed her butt with her hands, and then she cried even more tragic. (https:)
Chapter completed!