Online Dating Boyfriend Is Actually An Alien

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Let him teach others how to be more defensive here as a man of tactics. It sounds a bit funny to him himself, but it seems so normal for Jian Mei to happen.

Lu Xingwang sighed silently in his heart, still instructing him: [Not just to be vigilant against strangers you have never met, even people you know, leave a third of everything, understand? 】

Jian Mei replied cleverly: "Understood."

It's not that the mud can't support the wall, Lu Xingzuo is slightly satisfied.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, someone Jane is like a left ear coming in and right ear coming out, a little bit embarrassed, but sometimes inexplicable and brave kids, a little cautiously sending in a test: "Then what is there in me that you can imagine? ?"

Lu Xingwang: [We haven’t seen each other, so what can I do?]

Seeing the message on the phone, Jian Mei's long eyelashes blinked and blinked, and then smiled softly.

"Then why are you so good to me." He typed quickly with his fingers: "You teach me math, guide me when I go up the mountain, comfort me when I am sad, and play games with me."

A series of words seemed to hit Lu Xingwang's heart with a crit.

If Jianmei didn't say it, he didn't even notice it. It turned out that, unconsciously, he... was unconsciously okay with Jianmei?

The always calm and rational brain suddenly seemed to be disconnected at this moment. Just before he had time to straighten out, the information terminal received another message, which was sent by Jian Wei, and asked some cautiously: "Then we, be regarded as Friends?"

Lu Xing's dark eyes moved slightly, and the person who had always known everything could not answer at this moment.

The wind blowing outside the window, with the faint fragrance of Wuxi flowers, and some golden leaves hovering in the air, the scenery in the palace has remained unchanged for almost a hundred years. In such a time, he remembered his mother, Lan, who had recently passed away. Concubine Empress-Cang Ye Jialan.

Since childhood, the appearance of the mother is different.

When he was ignorant and remembered, his mother was still gentle. She always hugged herself and said: "We Xingwang are children who are blessed by God. Well, in the future, Xingwang will definitely have a great future, it is the pride of the mother."

Later, when he started to go to school, his mother had other faces when he was learning martial arts.

Once, he also had friends:

"That person's family is in a weak position in the DPRK, and it must have a plan to get close to you."

"That's the son of a civil servant. The father is from the Queen's Party. Stay away from him."

"What friends, you remember, the talents that can be used for you are friends."

To meet everyone's expectations.

You must do your best. If you get the first place, you can satisfy your mother and concubine. If you fail, Cangye Jialan will be another face:

"Why the transcript is not the best, are you lazy?"

"You are the third prince, if you can't be better than others, how can your majesty see you!"

"Can't it be done before?"

"The queen is all counting on you. You can't let the queen down, understand?"

"Don't eat today, go and reflect on it."

He could be the Three Highnesses, could be the owner of the five elements' supernatural power, could be a child favored by gods, or could be a candidate for the future emperor, but he could not be Lu Xingwang.

Funny to say

After the accident, he learned that his divine power had been lost, and for a short while, inexplicably, his first reaction was actually a sigh of relief.

A person is alive, there is always something to look forward to, but he has grown up, and sometimes some things are no longer so important.

I no longer want to climb over the wall of the college with my friends to catch the flying beast, no longer sit at the window and hold the test papers that have not passed 100%, no more sad because of the departure and betrayal of some people, he learns how to protect himself , Learn not to care, learn to make yourself strong enough to be invincible.

But in the most unanticipated years, there will always be many accidents. In the short time, a somewhat clumsy but unusually clean boy appeared in his life.

"Ding Dong"

Another message came.

"I'm in the elevator, why the news keeps turning around, has it been sent out?"

"Are we friends?" Between the lines is the childishness that has not faded, like a little snail poking out its tentacles, carefully asking him: "May I know what your name is?"

The tension of sending this news is indeed only known to Jian Mei.

The elevator descended from one floor to another. It was not very hot. The palm of his hand was slowly sweating, and the answer that he had not received is sometimes regarded as an answer, when the elevator is about to reach the first floor. , Jian Mei's eyes drooped, and her lips were pursed sadly.

"Ding Dong"

The arrival sound of the first floor sounded, the elevator doors opened, and there was bright sunshine outside.

At the same time, Jian Mei's cell phone shook, and he clicked on it. It was news from Lu Xingwang, but only a few words were solemnly known to only the person concerned: [My name is Lu]