"You are responsible for making money to support the family, and I am responsible for being beautiful. How wonderful."

Yan Zhuang spoke without any guilt and with confidence.

The heater was turned on in the house. The young man stood up, opened his arms and spun around to show Xihe: "With this figure and this face, are you willing to let me go out and show it to others? Keeping a beautiful girl in a golden house is the right way to open it."

Xihe: “…”

She discovered that this world had left her speechless so many times.

Yan Zhuang squatted down and lay on her knees like a cat, blinking his beautiful big eyes and begging: "I don't want to go to college... Go away, stop pinching me, I was wrong."

With a look of pain on his face, he cried out for help to save his ear.

Xihe put down his hand and glared at him: "So you're never going to come to my house again in your life, right?"

Yan Zhuang blinked, looked up at her, then lowered his head again, clasping his fingers: "But... you don't like me, and you still have him in your heart..."

The more he spoke, the weaker his voice became.

Xihe leaned over, touching noses with his: "Ask yourself, do you really mean what you said?"

Yan Zhuang: “…”

Well, he just didn't want to go to class.

Yan Zhuang reached out 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, learn and become an expert as soon as possible.

The smile in Xihe's eyes gradually spread.

This person's jealousy is really illogical. 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 his hard study career. The teacher he hired was a college student. He was very strict and scolded people until they cried. Fortunately, he was smart and made rapid progress in his studies.

Tick-tock,

At five o'clock, footsteps were heard from the study.

Xihe looked up and saw a young man coming out of the study, followed by Yan Zhuang.

"Seniors, have you finished your classes?"

"Yes, I'll go back first. Goodbye."

The senior student picked up his schoolbag and opened the door. As soon as he left, Yan Zhuang came over, threw Xihe onto the sofa, and bit her lips angrily: "It's all your fault!"

Xihe was panting from being kissed, and pushed him away: "Stop making trouble, clean up, and go out to eat."

Yan Zhuang didn't listen, still clinging to her like an octopus, whining and twisting: "I don't want to go... Fanfan, I want... Can I?"

Xihe: ...

He tore the boy apart and stood up: "Hurry up, Liu Yang and the others are still waiting."

Yan Zhuang looked at the grim-faced person, muttered "stingy guy", and got up to go to the bathroom to wash up.

Ever since the original owner told Liu Yang to take better care of Yan Zhuang, the attitudes of the friends around him towards Yan Zhuang changed all of a sudden. They used to always joke around and make fun of others, treating him like those people in the club... Now they smile and act like a friend.

After packing up, the two went out and came to the restaurant.

Liu Yang and others were already in the box. As soon as the door opened, it was noisy and lively inside.

"Hey, hey, here comes the college bully. Come and sit down!"

"Fuck you, move your ass."

Xihe pushed Liu Yang inside and pulled Yan Zhuang to sit down.

Today, all the people at the table were friends from the same circle. Some of them went to bars and discos together, and some were career-oriented people. They all had good relationships and good character. When they saw Yan Zhuang, they greeted him politely, and then the food came and they talked about other things.

"Qi Fan, I heard you're going to film a movie?"