"You are responsible for making money to support the family, and I am responsible for looking beautiful. How wonderful."
Yan Zhuang said it without any guilt and with confidence.
The heating in the room was turned on, and the young man stood up, spread his hands and turned around to show Xihe: "With this figure and this face, are you willing for me to go out and show it to others? Hiding a beauty in a golden house is the right way to show it."
Xihe: "..."
She discovered this world, and she was speechless too many times.
Yanzhuang knelt down and lay on her knees like a cat, blinking his beautiful big eyes, begging: "I don't want to go to college... Go ahead, don't pinch me, I was wrong."
With a look of pain on his face, he screamed for help from his ears.
Xihe put down his hand and stared at him: "So you don't plan to come to my house for the rest of your life, right?"
Yan Zhuang blinked, looked up at her, then lowered his head, clasping his fingers: "But... you don't like me, you still have him in your heart..."
The more he spoke, the weaker his voice became.
Xihe leaned forward and touched his nose: "Ask yourself, are these words sincere?"
Yanzhuang: "..."
Well, he just didn't want to go to class.
Yan Zhuang stretched out his hand and pulled the person into his arms: "I don't know what's going on, but... I like you, and I feel that you feel the same way about me." So, study and get in as soon as possible.
The smile spread in Xihe's eyes little by little.
It is really illogical for this person to be jealous. The main body is jealous of itself, and the split soul is also jealous, but they are obviously the same person.
So naturally, Yan Zhuang began a hard study career. The teacher he hired was a college student who was very strict and made him cry for his father. Fortunately, he was smart and made rapid progress in his studies.
Tick tock,
When the time reached five o'clock, footsteps came from the study,
Xihe looked up and saw a young man coming out of the study, followed by Yan Zhuang.
"Senior, have you finished your class?"
"Yes, I'll go back first. Goodbye."
The senior picked up his schoolbag and opened the door. As soon as the people left, Yan Zhuang came over, threw Xihe onto the sofa, and bit her lips bitterly: "It's all your fault!"
Xihe was breathless from being kissed and pushed him: "Stop making trouble, clean up and go out to eat."
Yanzhuang refused to listen and continued to cling to her like an octopus. After a while, Xihe felt something about to move. Xihe:...an restless young man.
He tore the boy apart and stood up: "Hurry up, Liu Yang and the others are still waiting."
Yanzhuang looked at the small tent, then at the person with a cold face, muttered "cheapskate", got up and went to the bathroom to wash up.
Ever since he told Liu Yang to take more care of Yan Zhuang, the attitude of the friends around the original owner towards Yan Zhuang suddenly changed. In the past, they would always joke around and make fun of others, treating him as a member of the club. Those people... are smiling now, like friends.
After packing up, the two went out and came to the hotel.
Liu Yang and others were already in the box. As soon as the door opened, it was noisy and lively inside.
"Yo yo yo, the college bully is here, sit down, sit down!"
"Fuck you, get your ass off."
Xihe pushed Liu Yang inside and pulled Yanzhuang to sit down.
Today, the table is full of friends from the circle. Some of them go to the bar and dance together, and a few are business people with good connections and good character. When they meet Yan Zhuang, they greet him politely, then the food is served, and they talk about other things. things.
"Qi Fan, I heard that you want to film a movie?"
