Memememememememememememeba! Yuan Xiaoyang rang the doorbell, and soon a middle-aged female voice appeared from the intercom of the doorbell to ask about Yuan Xiaoyang's identity and purpose. Yuan Xiaoyang answered one by one and was a little nervous.

Soon Yuan Xiaoyang was led into the villa and took his servant Aunt Chen, who was the servant in charge of cleaning at 6 families. At first, Yuan Xiaoyang mistakenly regarded Aunt Chen as Liu Lang's mother and trembled to give her the fruit she brought. Later, he found out that Liu Lang's parents were not at home and now there is only Liu Lang at home.

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

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

"It's rare that Xiaolang plays with his classmates and even asks him to come to his house and looks like you are good friends."

"6Long has helped me a lot."

“That’s it”

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

“!!!”

Aunt Chen saw that Liu Lang grew up, and for the first time he heard that Liu Lang would help others, and for the first time he heard that Liu Lang had to do his homework, he couldn't help but suspect that he had heard it wrong.

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

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

After a few seconds, the back door finally opened. Behind the door was 6 Lang, who was irritated, and 6 Lang was sleeping in pajamas and naked with his upper body and head, looking like he was about to be angry.

Aunt Chen looked at 6 Lang and thought that this was what 6 Lang should be like. She really heard it wrongly just now.

As soon as Aunt Chen left, only 6 Lang and Yuan Xiaoyang were left. 6 Lang had a stinky face 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 6 Lang obediently. 6 Lang originally wanted to say something, but after looking at him, he said, "Forget it, come in."

After entering 6 Lang's room, Yuan Xiaoyang realized that a person's room could be so big.

6 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 Liu Lang into the bedroom. Although the size of the bedroom was no longer as large as 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.

6 Lang entered the house without saying a word, and when he saw the bed, he fell onto the bed, leaving Yuan Xiaoyang alone standing there at a loss.

After a moment, the 6 on the bed made a muffled voice: "I forgot where I lost my homework, look for it yourself."

"good."

"I'm sleeping, don't make a noise. Aunt Chen knocks on the door and goes to open it." After 6 Lang said that, he turned over and went to sleep again with his back to Yuan Xiaoyang.

6 Lang's room is very clean, or there is nothing. Generally, teenagers always like to put things in the house, put some models, posters to express their preferences, or put some books and decorate them. However, 6 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 6 Lang's homework.

The air conditioner was turned on very low, Yuan Xiaoyang was sitting quietly at the desk to do his homework, while Liu 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 Liu Lang beside him. Liu Lang had just turned over and kicked the quilt away, leaving his back exposed. Yuan Xiaoyang saw that his back was blue, which was the wound left by the fight that night.

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

After another half an hour, Liu 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 6 Lang asked, "I do my homework."

"Oh." 6 Lang remembered and sat up with a scattered hair on his back, "I thought you were following me."

“???”

""

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

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

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 when he spoke, and 6 Lang couldn't help but come to the table to watch him write.

Yuan Xiaoyang is left-handed, but 6 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." 6 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."

6 Lang asked: "So what I wrote? Not satisfied?"

The lamb wrapped shook his head aggrievedly, not daring or not.

Yuan Xiaoyang continued to copy, and 6 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 6 Lang himself.

Just like the 6 written by Lang Xian Yuan Xiaoyang, the handwriting of Yuan Xiaoyang, was exactly the same as that of himself. However, looking at Yuan Xiaoyang's homework book next to him, the 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 6 Lang didn't know how to refute it, but he felt that this person was too strange. 6 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 that 6 Lang stared at him fiercely, and couldn't help but move to the side.

6 Lang felt 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 surveillance of 6 Lang.

The temperature and atmosphere in the house are very comfortable, at least 6 Lang doesn'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." 6 Lang has 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 6 Lang found that he had said the wrong thing.

Yuan Xiaoyang dressed up cleanly and neatly at any time. Even the white shirt he wore today was bright and shiny and hot, 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 you have never seen before. Especially although the schoolbag is clean, you will find that there are many traces of sewing. Moreover, which rich child has to work part-time until 10 o'clock in the evening and have to walk home in the dark alley by himself?

6 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, Liu Lang felt guilty in his first life.

But he will never apologize because he is 6 Lang.

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

Yuan Xiaoyang quietly entered the door and saw 6 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, which exuded 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 6 Lang is also very quiet. Yuan Xiaoyang felt comfortable all over and gradually forgot about being hungry.

But 6Lang is 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?
To be continued...