School Grass - William Castle

Chapter 59 Mommy Maid 3
"We never lived together since childhood! I have no memory of him!"

An Xihao said sullenly.

"..."

Hua Xiaoyi's heart creaked, and her whole heart was suddenly hollow, as if it had been hollowed out by a sharp knife.

When he was eight years old, when he met An Yuxi, he was like a little angel abandoned on the side of the road, standing alone in a strange corner, and the moonlight covered him with the desolation of the upper Hualang.

"...Hua Xiaoyi, if one day I die suddenly, will you cry for me?"

"Hey! An Xihao, what nonsense are you talking about! Stupid boy! Just wait, I'll be there right away!"

"..."

There was no sound on the other end of the phone.

"Hey! Silly boy, did you hear that! Did you hang up?"

"I...I want to drink sweet potato porridge..."

"Got it, brat, wait for me!"

"I will send a car to pick you up...Hua Xiaoyi..."

Hua Xiaoyi put on her clothes indiscriminately, and climbed down from the girls' dormitory building at [-]:[-] in the morning.

The girls in the dormitory all looked at each other in blank dismay, the prodigal girl Hua Xiaoyi just called Prince An Xihao a - stupid boy - stupid boy - brat!

Oh my god, don't live anymore, the prodigal girl Hua Xiaoyi has tarnished the name of their prince!
But they were full of resentment but did not dare to express it, because An Xihao was willing to accept these damn names. 55555...

Inside the Prince's Villa.

Hua Xiaoyi was busy in An Xihao's house, cleaning up his messy room.It's as messy as a doghouse.

There were SD dolls scattered everywhere in the room, the bed sheet fell on the floor, and paintings of various patterns were scattered around...

The colors of each painting are very bright, some are realistic, some are abstract, and some are like Chinese ink freehand paintings...

And An Xihao was obediently sitting at the dining table drinking steaming sweet potato porridge.

"Hey, An Xihao, why does your room look like a garbage dump? Look at what your room looks like. You made the room into such a mess to prove to the world that you are a child born from a garbage dump ?"

Hua Xiaoyi, who was sweating profusely, yelled and cursed while cleaning up.

"Huh?" An Xihao's face was lined with black lines.

"Bang!" With a sound, Hua Xiaoyi jumped over, facing his forehead with a mallet, and a red "meat bun" popped out of An Xihao's forehead miraculously—555555... Hua Xiaoyi's classmate , If you scold me, you can scold me, why do you still beat me up.

The servants in the villa stood by and saw their own teenager being beaten up all over the head by this vile and violent girl.

But none of them dared to speak out. Anyway, the young master was willing to accept it, even if he was abused and destroyed, he would happily accept it unconditionally.

Hey, it is estimated that I have been used to being abused, and I have no ability to resist - for this explanation, please refer to Darwin's "Evolution".

"Hey, An Xihao, what kind of paintings are these? The colorful colors are so simple and straightforward."

Hua Xiaoyi tidied up and moved out a large number of drawings from his room.

"The paintings are all in the 'Matisse style', and of course the brighter and more intense the colors are, the better."

An Xihao had already eaten six bowls of sweet potato porridge, but he continued to hold the empty bowl and looked at Hua Xiaoyi with eyes as clear as a baby's.

Hua Xiaoyi smacked her mouth and continued to feed him.

Is the child sick with a cold?It's just a small beggar, as if I haven't eaten in a week.

However, if you look closely, An Xihao and An Yuxi can be easily distinguished even though they are twin brothers.

Although An Xihao is sometimes stubborn and domineering, his eyes are more like the pure and clear color of a child.

As for An Yuxi, when he was playing tricks on people, his eyes would shine with a sly light like a fox, shining like crystals.

(End of this chapter)