The big guy who passed through quickly took the scumbag script

Xihe raised her hand and rubbed his hair: "I'm fine."

Yan Zhuang subconsciously looked at Lu Hui, opened his mouth, and said, "Is he alright?"

Lying on the bed and sleeping like a dead pig, there is no familiar, fearful, and friendly aura on his body, and he feels like he has become another person in an instant.

Yan Zhuang frowned, not quite understanding.

Xihe caressed his brows and eyes lightly. In fact, after careful observation, he could still find Liu Yu's figure on him.

Including them before.

It's just that she never thought about that aspect. She always thought that it was the one who was able to walk in the world, and happened to meet her, and chased her to walk by chance... But it turned out that it was a question of whether he was an egg or a chicken. .

After knowing who the other party was, the worries in Xihe's heart were instantly put down.

He was still the boy she knew well.

Xihe pulled the boy up and walked towards the door: "He's fine, let's go."

Yan Zhuang:? ? ?

"This, is it okay?"

"Can."

"He's not angry?"

"If you're not angry, he won't be angry."

The door closed, and the room became quiet again. The man on the bed turned over and slept peacefully.

back home at night,

Qi's mother hurriedly asked Xihe why he went there, where was Lu Hui?

Xihe ate the fruit and collapsed on the sofa: "I didn't do anything, I drank some coffee, and when I saw my boyfriend, I left with him."

Mother Qi:? ? ?

With a look of shock on his face: "You just threw people down like this?"

Xihe nodded, otherwise, lying there, would the three of them sleep together?

Mama Qi: ...

Speechless by her operation.

Waving his hand, he said weakly, "Okay, I don't care about you anymore, just have a good relationship with your little boyfriend."

If this kind of thing happened a few more times, she would stop messing around in the circle and be drowned in the spit of others. Forget it, children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and she just needs to live her life well.

time flies,

Soon the weather gradually became cooler and autumn came.

This day, Xihe drove to find Yan Zhuang, and as soon as he opened the door, he heard the other party's weak voice: "Teacher, we have been talking for half an hour, let's take a break? To combine work and rest, learning by death is not enough."

The male voice was extremely cold: "No, get out of class can only be dismissed after finishing this paper."

The boy wailed, but the teacher was ruthless and even picked up the board, so he had no choice but to do the paper quietly.

Xihe quietly closed the door and sat down on the sofa in the living room.

The layout of three bedrooms and one living room is decorated in the gothic style that teenagers like most. The leather sofa is soft, and Xihe lays on it leisurely, picking up a book to read by the way.

Not long after Liu Yu left, she changed Yan Zhuang's house and found a tutor by the way.

Although his previous big house of several hundred square meters couldn’t be compared, the boy was still very happy, and moved his things here, and put the clothes, shoes, and watches sent by Xihe in a conspicuous place. Of course, the existence of the teacher was not so important. Happy.

"My grades are not good, what are you studying? I can just find a job with your brother in the future."

The boy arranged himself clearly.

Naturally, Xihe couldn't agree: "No, you must study hard."

Yan Zhuang frowned, and began to turn over old accounts: "Are you missing that man? Are you treating me as a backup?"

Xihe was dumbfounded with his mouth open, but the young man was crying and complaining about his various sufferings, and finally said pitifully, "Since it's a spare tire, you shouldn't be so demanding."