At six o'clock the next morning, Yuan Xiaoyang woke up.

He poked his head out to look at the empty living room, then looked at the shoe rack at the door, but he still didn't see his uncle's shoes.

Yuan Xiaoyang didn't sigh, but blinked helplessly, then wiped the floor of the house, and used the dinner he left for his uncle yesterday as his breakfast. After dinner, he returned to the room to do his homework. He didn't leave the desk until nine o'clock, took a quick shower, and then took a quick shower and went out to find Lu Lang.

Half an hour later, Yuan Xiaoyang opened his eyes slightly at the villa in front of him. For the first time, he knew that there was a villa in the city, and it was a big villa with a garden.

Yuan Xiaoyang stood on tiptoe and looked into the garden through the gap between the European iron doors and saw a fountain larger than his living room. He couldn't help but say "ah" softly, thinking that Lu Lang was the so-called tall, rich and handsome man.

Yuan Xiaoyang rang the doorbell, and soon a middle-aged female voice appeared from the walkie-talkie of the doorbell and asked about Yuan Xiaoyang's identity and purpose. Yuan Xiaoyang answered one by one, a little nervous.

Soon Yuan Xiaoyang was led into the villa and brought his servant Aunt Chen, who was the servant in charge of cleaning the Lu family. At first, Yuan Xiaoyang mistakenly regarded Aunt Chen as Lu Lang's mother and trembled to give her the fruit she brought. Later, he found out that Lu Lang's parents were not at home, and now there is only Lu Lang at home.

"This is the first time that classmate Yuan has come to home." Aunt Chen was surprised when she saw Yuan Xiaoyang, who could confirm that she was a good child at first sight, and she was very surprised. "Are you a classmate with Xiaolang?"

“We are assigned to the same class this year.”

"It's rare that Xiaolang and his classmates have fun together and have made an appointment to come to his house. It seems that you are good friends."

"Lu Lang has helped me a lot."

"That's how..."

"We are going to do our homework together today."

“!!!”

Aunt Chen saw Lu Lang growing up, and for the first time she heard that Lu Lang would help others, and for the first time she heard that Lu Lang had to do her homework, she couldn't help but suspect that she had heard it wrong.

Aunt Chen took Yuan Xiaoyang to a door on the third floor, knocked it lightly, and said, "Xiaolang, classmate is here."

No one responded, Aunt Chen knocked on the door again.

After a few seconds, the back door finally opened. Lu Lang, who was irritated, stood behind the door. Lu Lang was wearing only a pair of pajama pants, naked upper body, and his hair was sleeping in a mess, looking like he was about to get angry.

Aunt Chen looked at Lu Lang and thought to herself that this is what Lu Lang should be. She really heard it wrong just now.

As soon as Aunt Chen left, only Lu Lang and Yuan Xiaoyang were left. Lu Lang looked stinky and asked, "Why are you here so early? What time is it now?"

"It's already ten o'clock..."

"It's only ten o'clock? You won't get up at eight o'clock, right?"

Yuan Xiaoyang did not confess that he got up at six o'clock, but just looked at Lu Lang obediently. Lu Lang originally wanted to say something, but after looking at him, he said, "Forget it, come in."

After entering Lu Lang's room, Yuan Xiaoyang realized that a person's room could be so big.

Lu Lang's room is not a square space, but is divided into entrance halls, living rooms, bedrooms and bathrooms, just like a room where a family lives.

Yuan Xiaoyang followed Lu Lang into the bedroom. Although the size of the bedroom was no longer larger than imagined, it was very spacious after all, especially the bed was very large, which was several times larger than the bed in Yuan Xiaoyang's room.

After entering the house, Lu Lang didn't say a word. When he saw the bed, he fell onto the bed, leaving Yuan Xiaoyang alone standing there at a loss.

After a moment, Lu Lang on the bed made a muffled sound: "I forgot where I lost my homework, look for it yourself."

"good."

"I'm sleeping, don't make noises. If Aunt Chen knocks on the door, go open it." After Lu Lang said that, he turned over and went to sleep again with his back to Yuan Xiaoyang.

Lu Lang's room is very clean, or there is nothing. Generally, teenagers always like to put things in the house, put models, posters to express their preferences, or put some books and decorate them. However, Lu Lang's room is clean and there is no extra thing except furniture, just like he doesn't like anything.

Therefore, it was very convenient for Yuan Xiaoyang to find something, and soon found a full set of summer homework in a bag thrown in the corner. He gently carried the homework to the desk, then gently pulled the chair and sat down, took out his homework and copied the answers to Lu Lang's homework.

The air conditioner was turned on very low, Yuan Xiaoyang was sitting quietly at the desk to do his homework, while Lu Lang on the bed slept very heavily, and the atmosphere in the room was quiet and comfortable.

Half an hour passed, and except for Aunt Chen who brought snacks and drinks in the middle, Yuan Xiaoyang did not rest. He stopped writing and shook his hands, and moved his neck again. He turned to look at Lu Lang beside him. Lu Lang had just turned over and kicked the quilt away, leaving his naked back exposed. Yuan Xiaoyang saw that his back was blue, which was the wound left by the fight that night.

Lu Lang was a little cold, but he couldn't pull the quilt even when he was sleeping. He stretched out his hand and gave up after pulling it twice. He curled up slightly. Yuan Xiaoyang hesitated for a moment, and finally tiptoed over to cover him with a quilt.

After another half an hour, Lu Lang finally woke up.

The moment he woke up, he was not fully awake, and he felt warm in the quilt. However, when he opened his eyes, he saw a man sitting at his desk not far away.

"What are you doing in my house?"

"Ah?" Yuan Xiaoyang didn't understand why Lu Lang asked, "I do my homework."

"Oh." Lu Lang remembered and sat up with a scattered hair on his back, "I thought you were following me."

“???”

“…”

Lu Lang didn't know what he was saying, so he decided not to speak before he woke up.

After a while, Lu Lang, who went to the bathroom and played with his cell phone, finally woke up completely, but he didn't want to do anything, just sat by the bed in a daze.

He sat for five minutes and saw that Yuan Xiaoyang was concentrating on his homework for the past five minutes. He thought this person was so amazing that he could stare at the book for five minutes without feeling sleepy.

"Hello."

"Um?"

"I didn't say you can't rest, so you just keep it if you don't want to write."

"I'm not tired, I've only written for an hour."

"?"

Yuan Xiaoyang didn't stop writing at all while speaking, and Lu Lang couldn't help but come to the table to watch him write.

Yuan Xiaoyang is left-handed, but Lu Lang didn't notice it. Just by noticing Yuan Xiaoyang's right hand, he grabbed Yuan Xiaoyang's right hand and said disgustedly: "You didn't take a shower yesterday?

I saw that Yuan Xiaoyang still had the address and name he left yesterday on his right hand. The ink color was dark and boldly extended from Yuan Xiaoyang's right hand to his forearm.

"This is an oily pen that cannot be washed off..." Yuan Xiaoyang was very innocent.

"Oh." Lu Lang understood and put down Yuan Xiaoyang's hand awkwardly, "Please cover it, it's both the address and the name. Don't send it as a package for others. I won't accept it if it comes."

The lamb parcel was aggrieved: "That was not written by me."

Lu Lang asked, "So what I wrote? Not satisfied?"

The lamb wrapped shook his head quickly in grievance, not daring or not.

Yuan Xiaoyang continued to copy, while Lu Lang continued to read boredly.

Yuan Xiaoyang not only copied the answers to the multiple-choice questions, but also carefully cut out the keywords in the question one by one, and added the complete calculation process, which looked like Lu Lang wrote it himself.

Just like writing it myself... Lu Lang found that Yuan Xiaoyang's handwriting was exactly the same as himself. However, looking at Yuan Xiaoyang's homework book next to him, his handwriting was different.

"You still learn from me to write? Why do you do so seriously? Just copy it casually."

"This is your homework, how can I do whatever I want?"

Yuan Xiaoyang was very serious, but Lu Lang didn't know how to refute it, but he felt that this person was too strange. Lu Lang ate the fruits sent by Aunt Chen, and looked at Yuan Xiaoyang with the mood of observing alien creatures while eating.

Yuan Xiaoyang's skin is very white, which is unique to southerners, and looks like tender tofu. His facial features are delicate, his eyes are big and his eyes are slightly drooping, his mouth is small and his lower lip is slightly thick, and he looks like a good temper.

Yuan Xiaoyang felt Lu Lang staring at him fiercely, and couldn't help but move to the side.

Lu Lang noticed it and said in a deep voice: "What are you hiding? I'm afraid I'll eat you?"

Yuan Xiaoyang quickly shook his head, moved back, and continued to write under Lu Lang's surveillance.

The temperature and atmosphere in the house were very comfortable, at least Lu Lang didn't feel irritable.

While watching Yuan Xiaoyang eat fruits, he ate the whole plate of fruits in one go. After eating, he found that Yuan Xiaoyang didn't eat a bite.

"Hey." Lu Lang had a rare kindness, "Will you eat lunch?"

"No need, I have to go to the tutor later." Yuan Xiaoyang looked up at the clock, "I haven't finished writing it yet today, can I take it back to write?"

"No need, come again tomorrow. Are you free tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow is also free in the morning and tutoring in the afternoon."

"How many tutors have you served?"

“Five.”

"Are you poor?"

Yuan Xiaoyang's pen that had not stopped stopped suddenly, and Lu Lang found that he had said the wrong thing.

Yuan Xiaoyang dressed up cleanly and neatly at any time. Even the white T-shirt she was wearing today was shiny and shiny, and was very flat, just like a new one.

The first impression he gave was Guaiguai cards with a good family background. However, if you look closely, his shoes and schoolbags are all miscellaneous brands that Lu Lang had never seen before. Especially although the schoolbag was clean, there were many traces of sewing. Moreover, which rich child had to work part-time until 10 o'clock in the evening and had to walk home in the dark alley by himself?

Lu Lang always said something wrong, and at worst he could fight. However, Yuan Xiaoyang was just stunned for a moment, and then started writing again after a while, nodded slightly and whispered: "Yes."

Although Yuan Xiaoyang's expression was as normal, Lu Lang felt guilty for the first time in his life.

But he would never apologize because he was Lu Lang.

The next day, Yuan Xiaoyang came to Lu Lang's house at the same time. Aunt Chen told him to go upstairs and open the door and go in. Lu Lang was still sleeping.

Yuan Xiaoyang quietly entered the door and saw Lu Lang lying on the bed with his back to him. When he moved in, he slept slightly and then slept without moving.

Yuan Xiaoyang came to the desk and saw a piece of cake on it.

The cake was full of strawberries, and there was a piece of white chocolate in the middle, emitting a sweet smell. Yuan Xiaoyang got up early this morning to do his homework and didn't eat breakfast at all. When he saw the cake, he couldn't help swallowing. However, he just moved the cake aside and spread the homework to start writing.

The temperature inside the house contrasts with the hot summer outside, maintaining a comfortable low temperature. The chair is soft and suitable for the human body, the desk is wide and tidy, and Lu Lang is also very quiet. Yuan Xiaoyang feels comfortable all over and gradually forgets the fact that he is hungry.

But Lu Lang was not at all comfortable.

He quietly turned over and observed Yuan Xiaoyang secretly from one of the eyes exposed from the quilt.

He said the wrong thing yesterday, and forgot it for a while. However, he opened the homework that Yuan Xiaoyang copied for him at night, but remembered Yuan Xiaoyang's expression of nodding and admitting that he was very poor. Finally, he went out to buy a cake at night.

Early in the morning, he put the cake on the table like bait, and lurked in the quilt like a wolf preparing to hunt for a long time. But what's so annoying is that the sheep doesn't take the bait.

I am a fool and know who I am for whom I am for? Why don’t I eat it? Don’t be a fool, right?

The intuition of the little animal made Yuan Xiaoyang vaguely feel that he was being targeted. He felt a little embarrassed, but he did not stop writing, but just secretly turned his gaze aside.

When I saw this, I saw a vicious gaze staring at me in the layers of quilts.

"!"
Chapter completed!