After drinking and eating, Yan Luo formed a high-end operation bureau.

The butler specially placed a large table for them in the center of the living room, and they were in one direction each.

Yan Beihuai looked at the three primary school students sitting upright and felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart for no reason. He was silent for a long time, "Can I choose not to sit here?"

"No!" Yan Nanzhi refused sternly, "Unless you give me your Yan family property!"

Yan Luo raised his hands to agree, "Those who see each other will have a share."

Yan Nuo followed the team, raised his hand, "double."

Yan Beihuai sat down immediately.

He is a cold and unhealthy academic master who is not in the world. Does it have anything to do with his greed for Xiao Want to covet (crossed out)...Is it related to his liking for Yan's company?

In order to fully reflect the level of the "high-end game", Yan Luo went to the kitchen to find four red wine goblets and took out a bucket of milk from the refrigerator.

I didn't know where I found a white dry towel and put it on my arm.

Yan Luo put a goblet in front of everyone, unscrewed the milk lid, poured some into it, and used a towel to rotate and wipe it a few times at the mouth of the milk cup, and screwed it on.

One word—

High.

Two words -

Elegant, never out of time.

Yan Nanzhi picked up the goblet and shook it a few times. The wall of the cup was marked with white milk marks. He was serious, "The milk that can be hung on the cup is good milk."

Yan Nuo picked up the high heel cup, sniffed a few times, and said intoxicatedly, "This milk smells so milk."

Yan Cuphuai:???

I often feel out of place with you because I’m not stupid enough.

Yan Luo sat back to his seat, picked up his high heels and wanted to clink with Yan Beihuai, "Yan Beihuai, come, 724~"

Yan Beihuai picked up the cup and clinked with her with a numb expression, "ch...cheers."

The grade and atmosphere were in place. Yan Luo picked up his schoolbag, took out the neatly folded papers, and a bunch of fancy pens and snacks. After doing enough preparations, they were placed neatly.

Yan Nuo imitated Yan Luo's appearance and took out the papers he sent today and spread them on the table. Then he watched the papers fall into silence and no longer had the next move.

Yan Nanzhi opened his schoolbag that was not very heavy, took out his pencil case, and then took it out-

There is nothing left.

"What a pity, I forgot to bring it with you." He pretended to be embarrassed, "It seems that I can't do my homework with you today."

"No need to be a pity." Yan Beihuai's mouth curled up a light curve, and the dimples appeared faintly. He took out a stack of papers from his schoolbag and handed them to him, "I'll bring them back for you."

Just like his men, his things were also stored neatly, and the papers were meticulously folded neatly.

Yan Nanzhi couldn't control the corner of his mouth drooped, and he took it reluctantly.

Thank you, my good brother.

Yan Luo took out a math paper with confidence and wrote it in a reckless manner.

After writing the first six multiple-choice questions, the more she wrote down, her expression became more and more solemn.

After gritting the bullet and guessing, she finished writing multiple-choice questions. After finishing the first two fill-in-the-blank questions, her stretched brows tightened again.

Time passed without realizing it, and the clock pointed to ten o'clock. The more you wrote the following topic, Yan Luo's brows became tighter.

She hates hyperbola!

She hates function questions!

A cold finger pointed at her eyebrows, and it was fleeting. The next second, Yan Beihuai was clean and clear and cold, and said, "Don't frown, you will have wrinkles."

Yan Beihuai stood up and passed by her, and said to the three of them, "I'm done writing, I'll wash some fruit for you."

Yan Luo was immersed in the joy of math problems and took the time to look at him and nodded quickly.

She finally finished writing a paper, put down her pen and breathed a long sigh.

"Finally finished writing-"

Yan Nanzhi glanced at her full paper and looked shocked, "My God! You have written so much!"

This feeling is undoubtedly like a friend you and you are playing tricks. You always thought that she was so crazy about mathematics like you, but unexpectedly, one day I suddenly found that she actually got 13-year-old!

Yan Luo raised his eyebrows, feeling so happy that he was still modest, "Actually it's okay."

Yan Luo couldn't wait to find Xuexi. A turtle, a geese and a duck were playing in the garden. She grabbed Xuexi and shook it excitedly, "Xiao Ji! I've finished a math test!!"

Xuexi was so shocked by her that she was so confused that she looked like a star. It took a while before she recovered.

Yan Luo was puzzled and said, "What's wrong with you today? Is he so indifference to being so energetic? Is he lacking oxygen in the morning?"

Xuexi Ji was furious: "You have the nerve to say it!"

Yan Luo:?

Without even saying anything else, Yan Luo excitedly said to Xuexi Ji: "Hurry, hurry up, help me check, how much do I get?"

She is very confident in herself. She can't get 80 or 90 points this time?

The study girl scanned the paper and answered very simply: "Sixty-five points."

Yan Luo immediately fell into a criticism.

The operation was as fierce as a tiger, and the score was sixty-five.

It's this familiar feeling again.

After the exam, I felt that I was OK again, but the scores came out-

No, you can do it.

Yan Luo walked back to the living room with a depressed face, completed the homework assigned by the teacher today, cleaned up the table, ate the fruit cut by Yan Beihuai, and then went upstairs to prepare to wash and go to bed.

It seems that her brother has to ask her to tutor her for her homework again.

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"radish!"

The phone vibrated a few times, and the video was connected. Rong Tangcun's little face appeared on the other end of the screen. Her eyes were bright, her cheeks were flushed, her eyebrows were curved, and she looked in a good mood.

"What happened? I'm so happy?" Yan Luo put his phone next to the toilet, took a cup of clean water and rinsed his mouth, squeezed out toothpaste on the toothbrush, and started brushing his teeth.

"My mother promised me to go to school with you!" Her tone was full of excitement and excitement, "I'm so happy, are you happy?"

Yan Luo almost swallowed the foam in a mouthful of it, "What?!"

"My mother agreed to let me go to school with you, and today I will go and complete the transfer procedures for me." Rong Tangcuo repeated patiently and asked her persistently, "Are you happy?"

Yan Luo: "…happy."

"Hehe." Rong Tangcuo smiled contentedly, obviously very satisfied with her answer, "I'm very happy too!"

"However, how did you ask your family to agree to your sudden transfer of school?" Yan Luo said curiously.

"Because I told them not to wear small skirts to go to school, but to wear this outfit-"

She took her phone away so that Yan Luo could see her clothes clearly.

Yan Luo's teeth brushing action stopped, "Why are you still wearing this outfit?!"

She was still wearing the familiar black floral chiffon clothes. The bright red thorns on the black chiffon backing made Yan Luo's eyes hurt, and Yan Luo couldn't bear to look directly across his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Rong Tangcuo "has not forgotten his original intention" after getting rid of poverty and becoming rich. Not only did he pack up these three sets of clothes and brought them back, but he also wanted to wear them all the time.

It’s okay to wear it, she still wants to wear it to school!!

"My family said that they can't afford to lose this person. If I throw away these three sets of clothes and promise not to wear them, I will agree to let me transfer to Holy Sakura."

Rong Tangcuo sighed deeply, regretting that his family was not aware of the goods. "They didn't know how comfortable these three sets of clothes were."

"I won't disturb you anymore." Seeing that it was getting late, Rong Tangcuo waved his hand to say goodbye to her, "Don't forget, I'll go to your house to pick you up tomorrow."

Yan Luo was still brushing his teeth, and he replied in a confused manner.

Rong Tangcuo hung up the phone, Yan Luo rinsed his mouth, turned on the faucet, and took the water and pounced on his face.

She pressed her beating left eyelid and looked at herself in the mirror.

I don't know why, but I always have an ominous premonition about tomorrow-
Chapter completed!