But then again, my cousin, who was also my younger brother, came to Kyoto to study at university. It was said that he got a concussion from someone because he was fighting over a girl from some school.
You said his cousin has something important to do or not!
In Junhui's mind, no matter how much his cousin deserved a beating, he would have no problem slapping him, but if someone dared to bully him at the foot of the imperial city, that would be unacceptable!
Damn it! Do you know that my last name is "Jun"? Is that a common surname for ordinary people? In ancient times, you would have to salute him!
Junhui hurried to the hospital director's office. He needed to get proof of concussion. He didn't want to waste time on the lawsuit. He could just throw in whoever hit him!
But when he pushed open the door of "Luo Mahuaer"'s ward and was about to raise his chin arrogantly and say a few harsh words, Bi Yue turned around.
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A basket of sugar-roasted hazelnuts, small bags after small bags, were placed in the military district's operations staff office. Almost every desk had "Bi Yue brand hazelnuts".
After Chu Yifeng returned from morning exercises, he carried the basket into the office and began distributing the goods. This was called "sharing love," and sharing joy is better than enjoying it alone. Under the wide-brimmed hat, his handsome face curled up as he filled the bags, a smile that was a bit bright.
Ye Boxuan stood outside the door and looked at him with a bad look: This kid has been doing nothing lately!
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