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Chapter 121 Pine Spirit
Blued.
The largest gay dating app in the country.
Yes.
That same sex.
That's the friendship.
Chu Yan frowned.
Song Ling's abnormal behavior finally got a reasonable explanation.
He comes from a noble family, has outstanding talents, and is a direct descendant of the Song family, so he should not have trouble finding a husband.
But he gave up the marriage with the nobles, and chose to hunt for female warriors from the folks who were easier to control, and went straight for the purpose of marriage.
His behavior is exactly the same as that of countless despicable people like him.
This group has a general name.
Gay marriage fraud.
The system went crazy: [I'm so mad! ]
Chu Yan has no aversion to the LGBTQ+ community.
People are born with the right to choose.
But they secretly hide their sexual orientation, deceive women into having children, and turn innocent victims into gay wives.
The crime is unforgivable.
In Song Ling’s chat history.
There are already several female acquired martial artists who have met him more than twice.
Song Ling is humorous in conversation and is not a straight male cancer. Judging from the chat records, he has a pretty good impression of the other party.
Oh.
Because he's not straight at all.
Chu Yan opened Blued.
Song Ling’s account is quite active, and he frequently searches for “Similar people nearby” almost every day.
The most recent like record is given to a nearby status.
[For thousands of years in Xia country, men only needed to leave a daughter to do whatever they wanted. Now I am squatting outside the delivery room, congratulating myself - after so many years of grievances, I finally get my freedom! I will find a reason to divorce her when she is out of breastfeeding! ]
Chu Yan's expression suddenly turned cold.
While constructing their own sexual orientation, these scumbags adopt exclusive methods to strengthen the cohesion of their own group. The most typical one of these is to exploit, belittle and discriminate against women.
At the same time, they still regard themselves as victims.
I recognize from the bottom of my heart that I have taken on an important responsibility to continue the family bloodline and "honor".
System: [Ahhh! Angry! I'll register an account right now, dig out his information, and expose him! ]
System: [Why do I need to upload a real-life portrait? ]
System: [I don’t have it.]
System: [Can I use Chu Zizhao's photo? Has he come out recently?]
Chu Yan:
【…】
【I will handle it.】
Only after getting Chu Yan's promise did the system feel relieved.
After a while, he fell asleep in Chu Yan's consciousness.
When I woke up, it was already early morning the next day.
The sky is bright.
Chu Yan sat on the bay window of the bedroom, not knowing what he was thinking.
【How was your sleep?】
System satisfaction: [Not bad. ]
Chu Yan opened the photo album on his phone.
System: [What is this, a police report receipt?!]
Chu Yan: [The woman’s two sisters, three uncles, and her parents beat the scumbag who posted the message into the hospital.]
System: [That scumbag yesterday? What did the police say? ]
Chu Yan: [The police couldn't help themselves and kicked him twice.]
The system finally became cheerful: [Host's mobility is great! ]
So when I went downstairs.
The system saw the three useless men of the Chu family and found them not so annoying.
I don’t know why, but Chu Zizhao’s right hand was bandaged and it looked like he had been hammering cement with his fist yesterday.
On Mr. Chu’s desk.
Chu Zizhao sat on one side of the table with a gloomy face.
Henry Chu sat at the other end of the table with a blank expression.
Chu Zhennan sat in the middle of the long table, ready to prevent Chu Zizhao from making a sudden attack at any time.
When they saw Chu Yan coming downstairs, the three people's expressions suddenly brightened.
Chu Zhennan's eyes flickered slightly.
No matter where Chu Yan decided to sit, it would not be too far away from him. According to the principles of geometry, the average distance from the midpoint of a line segment to any point on the line segment is the shortest. Before Chu Yan made his choice, he occupied the most advantageous position and had already won at the starting line.
Chu Yan was calm and composed.
I took a pineapple bun from the dining table.
Walk out from the garage.
Chu Zhennan: “…”
Chu Zizhao almost flipped the table: "Fuck, Chu Xuan, don't touch the remaining pineapple bun! You never fucking ate sweet food before!"
According to Shen Lingling.
Pre-fill your application today.
The admissions team of Yanda T University is ready to go.
Chu Yan received a text message early in the morning.
But he didn't go to the appointment directly -
Instead, he took a bus to Xuanchuang Biology.
in mind.
The system snored in sleep.
Chu Yan's eyes were gloomy.
Whispered to the secretary:
"—— retrieve Chu Nuannuan's brain wave data for the past three days."
On the EEG.
In the past two days, low frequencies below 2 Hz were mostly present, which are common in the deep sleep stage and are closely related to the body's ability to restore its functions.
The monster was using the last of its strength to "repair" itself.
Chu Yan scanned the time period when "Chu Nuannuan" was dormant.
My heart sank.
Because of an unknown coincidence.
The time when the strange creature was sleeping overlapped with the time when the system was sleeping.
Chu Yan walked to Chu Nuannuan, put on gloves, and knocked on her skull like buying a watermelon. Chu Nuannuan suddenly woke up and looked at Chu Yan with horror.
In Chu Yan's consciousness.
The system rubbed its eyes: [What time is it? How come I have slept until now? ]
Chu Yan paused for a long time.
The voice is rare and gentle.
【You continue to sleep.】
【I will solve this matter. 】
Before leaving Xuanchuang.
Chu Yan glanced at the secretary and the innate warrior in charge of security, and spoke softly.
"The alien is gathering strength. Maybe in the next two days - be prepared."
The two men looked stern.
They all nodded.
in the afternoon.
Chu Yan arrived at the hotel where the Yanda Admissions Office was located.
Then I met Grandmaster Pei Mingye, whom I hadn’t seen for a long time.
Chu Yan: “…”
The other party came back to his senses.
Expressions ranged from confusion to surprise:
"Friend Chu Yan!"
"It's my fault. I'm old and forgetful. Haha. I recognized you as soon as you took off your glasses! Since you're here, please help me clear the memory on my phone..."
Master Pei has taught at Yan University for many years and has a high status. He happily said that Chu Yan could choose any major he wanted!
Chu Yan applied for the Department of Physics, which really surprised him.
Pei Mingye traveled to Lingnan to track down the murderer, but found nothing.
I bought a bunch of osmanthus flower cakes.
There are also octopus head massagers on sale in every scenic spot.
He stuffed all the things at Chu Yan, and said cheerfully: "You little girls, Pei Mingxue also liked these little things back then."
Chu Yan wanted to refuse.
Hearing this, he paused, then reached out and took it.
After the clues in Lingnan were cut off.
The only one left is the Song family.
Before Chen Songyu died, he was most likely raising strange creatures for the Song family. The vines in the western suburbs at that time might have been the "food" for the Taixuan Sutra.
Pei Mingye's eyes were solemn.
"Matsu Family——"
"There are several old monsters living in Dongting Lake. Outside Dongting Lake, the most difficult one is Songyang."
City S.
Wushu Association.
Grandmaster Song Yang looked at the posted notice.
"There is still no news on Song Yu's case."
"As for you—"
He turned and looked at Song Ling.
"What have you been busy with lately?"
Song Ling immediately and respectfully offered to accompany a few warrior ladies, with whom he got along well, to have dinner and go shopping.
Songyang was satisfied.
"You are very talented. As long as your illness is cured, you will be a direct descendant of the Song family."
"If it doesn't work—"
"Do you still remember how the word Song Ling came about?"
"The clan drove away a spineless waste, built a clan tree for you, and gave you his name. If you still like men, you may wake up one day and Song Ling may no longer be you."
Song Ling felt a chill on his spine: "Elder, I——"
Song Yang smiled:
"Do you know what happened to that jerk in the end?"
for a long time.
Song Ling walked out of the Martial Arts Association with a dazed look on his face.
street corner.
A hooded young man turned and walked away.