Douluozhi Has Been Stained with Red Dust Since Xiao Wu

The breeze blows, and the swaying of the branches outside the window can be heard clearly.

"Since I'm your boss, I won't treat you badly."

"You are being bullied, I will help you out."

"You were beaten, I will beat you back."

"You don't have bedding, I'll buy it for you."

"You can't afford the food on the second floor of the canteen, I invite you to eat."

He Congliang's childish and convincing words spread leisurely throughout the audience.

For a moment, the eyes of the members of the seventh dormitory were red, and they were so moved that they were on the verge of tears.

"Boss, you are such a nice person."

"Boss, I want to have a monkey with you."

"Boss, can you stop saying such provocative words, I'm almost moved to tears."

Although Wang Sheng who was standing next to him didn't speak, but looking at the faint smile on his mouth, he knew that his current thoughts were similar to those of these little brats.

"Stop."

He Congliang got up, raised his right foot, took a light step, and stood steadily on the bench.

Sharp eyes looked down at the crowd.

"Since you recognize me as the boss, then you have to abide by my rules."

"Anyone who doesn't follow the rules will be kicked out of Qishe."

Everyone looked at He Congliang, patted their chests and promised:

"Don't worry! Boss."

"We all listen to you."

He Congliang pursed his lips:

"Okay, in that case."

"Then let's start with hygiene."

"Let's clean up today, wipe the floor as bright as a mirror, put away the smelly socks, and spray the room with floral fragrance."

"Our seven dormitory will become the cleanest dormitory in the whole school."

As soon as He Congliang finished speaking, the friends of Qishe started to take action, cleaning the windows, mopping the floor

After half an hour.

Qishe has transformed from a mouse's nest into a luxurious five-star hotel.

Bright, clean and pleasant aroma

However, He Congliang also cleaned up his den at this time.

His bed is at the entrance and next to the window. From here, looking out of the window, one can see the rising sun and the lush forest downstairs.

He Congliang wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at the big bed made of two iron beds in front of him, and finally showed a smile on his face.

There are silk quilts in Phnom Penh, mosquito nets in Phnom Penh, Tibetan incense sleeping pillows, and especially two carrots hidden on the head of the bed.

This warm nest is fatally tempting to Xiao Wu!

Hehe

He Congliang laughed dryly. In the original book, Xiao Wu slept with Tang San because there was no bedding.

Now, I am superior to Tang San in both material and spiritual conditions.

Xiao Wu is destined to be mine.

By the way, when Tang San moves into Qishe, I will snatch Tang San's bedding again, so it will be sure.

He Congliang sat on the silk quilt, his eyes wandering, as if he had already thought of his happy future.

His fantasy is this:

In the morning, he woke up with Xiao Wu, went to class together, and before leaving, he didn't forget to sprinkle a handful of dog food for Tang San.

At night, he slept with Xiao Wu and did shameful things together, Tang San was so angry that he jumped up and down.

Chapter 11 Desperate, kid

"dong dong dong"

He Congliang sat on the bed and rested for a while, when there was a knock on the door.

He turned his gaze to the door.

I saw a young man wearing patched clothes standing outside the door, looking quite calm from the outside.

This is not who else Tang San could be.

The plot still develops like the original.