I choose a beautiful girl roommate over a domestic gigolo

But the specific situation depends on the other party's reaction.

Next to Su Younian, An Ruoyun's expression became more and more weird.

Compared to Su Younian who was "set as a plot".

She participated in this "cramming education" with a clear perspective, and she just wanted to enjoy the fun.

But right now, this kind of close-up eating of melons is a bit embarrassing.

The rich second generation had a very bad look on his face, and the feeling of his fist hitting cotton was really uncomfortable.

After grinding his teeth, he said five names, "Oriental Dream..."

When he said the first one, Su Younian quickly took out a sticky note from his pencil case and neatly wrote the three words "Oriental Dream".

The rich second generation saw him writing with his head down, and read slowly: "Nangong Ling." He turned his head and glanced at Su Younian who was covering his sticky note through the gap between his ears.

When Su Younian heard no movement behind him, he turned his head in confusion and happened to meet the eyes of the rich second generation.

The two men's eyes flashed with electric noises. There were two question marks in Su Younian's eyes. The rich second generation stretched out his claws to his chest and grabbed it.

Su Younian subconsciously protected the cream cake on the table, but the rich second generation just gave him the gradient sticky note with two names written on it.

Then he put it back very embarrassedly, "I thought you were writing something bad about me."

As he spoke, the rich second generation put the pendant hanging around his neck into his mouth, licked it like a husky, and then chanted: "Beiming Jade, Ximen Lin"

"There's another Zhou Hua."

As soon as the words fell, a very cute male voice followed: "Eh? Who is calling my name?"

The pink-haired boy was wearing a school uniform shirt with the name "Zhou Hua" written on the badge, and was followed by several tall boys with similar burly builds.

The young man blinked his eyelashes, which were growing in reverse, gently. His beautiful eyes twinkled and he was looking at them with a smile, revealing two pointed little fangs, and said "Hi" to them.

This wave of sweetness made the rich second generation's eyes turn into hearts. He wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and said, "It's Zhou... Zhou Hua?"

"Huh..." The bright and sunny boy's face suddenly darkened upon hearing this name. He rushed over, grabbed the hair of the person who called their name, and warned with gritted teeth: "Don't call me that? Do you think such a vulgar name suits me? Do you think it suits me?"

The class bell rang,

The little pink-haired boy moved the chair that he had wiped more than ten times, sat on the side of the podium, and followed his bodyguards out the door.

Zhou Hua sat on the podium, not even trying to listen. As soon as Old Huang started talking, he put his earphones in his ears and stared blankly at the shiny round-toed leather shoes...

The lovestruck rich second generation and his gang of gangster followers behind him started another heated discussion.

Old Huang's class was truly boring. Su Younian, half asleep, pointed to his chin and summarized their discussion:

The children of the five major families all have special abilities and took part in a large-scale selection test in the desert map to select army commanders. Two of them came from powerful families and took the military rank test.

The pink-haired boy's name is Zhou Hua, and his name is just as he is. Although his family has a strong control over this map, they still can't let him have a good body.

Just like a delicate flower bud in a greenhouse that cannot withstand the ravages of wind and rain, his family no longer has any hope in him due to his physical condition that makes him cough every three steps.

I just want him to be safe.

Su Younian thought, he really has a good father and mother!

"Class monitor, please collect your reflections on the opening ceremony." Old Huang slowly raised his head from the podium. "If you haven't written anything, you'll have to stand outside during class this afternoon. You don't want to listen to my lecture anyway!"

The last sentence was right. Su Younian moved his numb feet. He had slept for too long and there were red marks on his face and at the corners of his eyes.

He put on his glasses and collected homework one by one in the last five minutes of school.

The few people in the first row were sitting upright and seemed easy to talk to. When Su Younian walked up to them, they took the initiative to hand in their homework.

When he walked up to Zhou Hua, Su Younian felt very complicated. He looked at the torn white paper and ink spilled all over Zhou Hua's desk.

He didn't write a single word about his feelings after watching the opening ceremony. Su Younian still has money and can't offend him. He has to save his life to spend it.

After thinking about it, he felt that it would be better to just walk away. The teacher could understand his act of cherishing his life.

The pink-haired girl was unhappy and stretched out a leg to block his way, shouting fiercely: "Stop! Why don't you accept my post-school review!"

"Have you...have you written it?" Su Younian asked.

He also wanted to quell the war, but the pink-haired girl insisted that he accept it even though she hadn't written it.

"Here." The pink-haired girl handed him a piece of paper covered with black words. "I'm a model student. If An Ruoyun hadn't protected you, you wouldn't be the monitor of the slow class." After saying that, she took a basketball, carried her violin, and rushed out the door.

"An Ruoyun again. I'm not familiar with her."

The little pinkies had all handed in theirs, and the group of his crazy fans behind them also quickly handed in theirs.

Seeing that he had collected all the papers, Old Huang showed a relieved expression on his face. He took the papers and put them on the table and said, "I'll go home and rest in the afternoon."

H High School has a long weekend.

Seven days in three weeks, one internship per month.

Lao Huang said to the remaining students step by step: "Oh, by the way, next week's internship has been arranged at the Grace Hotel on the back street. Everyone, remember to bring good things for the internship."

Other skippers will also receive the message in the class group. Su Younian doesn’t want to go home yet. He hasn’t had time to properly visit the school after a month of enrollment.

Su Younian walked around the playground again and again, squatted down to touch the muddy soil, and muttered to himself: "How can so many tables be buried underground? And the tables and chairs will not be affected at all."

"What are you doing here?" The little pink-haired boy glanced at him, and the basketball in his hand hit the ground again and again.

The little pink-haired boy took some time to change his clothes. Most of his beautiful face, which was the size of a palm, was buried in the shadow of the sweatshirt. His height of 1.8 meters matched his amazing face.

His rosy lips were stained with rainwater, and he was gorgeously beautiful.

Su Younian, a man, couldn't help but want to kiss her: "I just came here for a walk, why don't you go home?"

It's illogical that the sickly and frail young master has no bodyguards behind him.

The pink-haired girl pulled down the corners of her mouth, a cruel light in her eyes: "Why don't you call my name?"

In the morning, someone called out for being beaten. Su Younian was a cunning and fearful person, so he avoided being called "Zhou Hua".

The old man said cunningly: "...Didn't you say that such a rustic name doesn't suit you?"

"Then you can call me by my English name SSS. You can stay and play basketball with me. My brother said that he can only talk to you in this school." The pink-haired girl walked towards him, coughing non-stop.

The speech was intermittent, but Su Younian heard it clearly. Many people in this school knew him.

baffling.

"What's your brother's surname?" Su Younian couldn't help but ask.

The pink-haired girl ignored him.

The patrolling bodyguards carried the little pink-haired girl away. Su Younian looked at the funny scene, not knowing whether to laugh or not.

When he returned home, the heating in the room had been turned on, and Su Xixi was sitting by the window pruning branches.

She looked even thinner, with sunken cheeks and swollen eyelids that blocked the brilliance in her eyes.

Two caregivers stood beside her, bringing her favorite sweet porridge and seasonal fruits.

"Sir, you're back?" The maid took the schoolbag from his shoulder and gave him a pair of slippers to change into.

The heat quickly gathered around him. Su Xixi looked at him with joy. She rushed over, took his hand, rubbed his palm, and smiled gently. She asked, "Why did you come back so early today?"

"The school is on month-long holiday today." He held Su Xixi's hand and scratched her face with his cold lips.

Su Xixi's face flushed all the way to her ears. She pushed his shoulders, reluctantly but willingly, and said shyly, "Why don't you ask the driver at home to pick you up?"

"There are many famous and prestigious families in the school, and many hidden bigwigs take the school bus." Su Younian only let down his guard in front of Su Xixi, who grew up with him, and lay comfortably on Su Xixi's legs.

Su Xixi did not rest at home and learned a set of massage techniques. She reached out and pressed Su Younian's temple.

The strength was neither too light nor too heavy, just right. Su Younian sighed and touched her jade-like fingers, "What a pity! In another month, I have to go to the hotel for internship again."

The gentle movements eased his tense nerves, and when he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard a sentence: "Which hotel are you going to?"

Su Younian opened his eyes drowsily, his black eyeballs rolled up and looked at her V-shaped chin.

Su Xixi's fingers paused, feeling anxious and uneasy.

Su Younian spoke in a sleepy voice, "Don't worry, it's at the Grace Hotel near our school, in the city center."

"That one? Didn't my sister tell you? The hotel she opened is right here." Su Xixi touched her round pregnant belly, squinted her glasses, and recalled carefully: "The hotel my sister opened seems to be called Grace?"

Su Yan's hotel business is doing pretty well. I heard that she has opened several hotel chains all over the world.

His attitude towards Su Yan has always been neutral, and he is still a little proud of his sister for having achieved such a great success.

Compared to my sister.

He is really far inferior to others. Not only has he never done any formal schooling, but he also took the heavy stone of academic study and threw it into the big dye vat of society without causing any waves.

Once the school and Su Yan joined forces, they gained both fame and fortune.

This time, Su Yan really took the attitude of "if you don't make a sound, you'll make a big splash."

"Why don't you call your sister and find out about the internship content first?" Su Xixi continued to move the pot of roses that was about to wither.

The "click, click, click" sound of pruning branches and cutting leaves disturbed him.

Su Younian munched on an apple, picked up his ten-pound schoolbag, and walked upstairs: "Maybe after a while. I saw her treat me well at school."

Metaverse Learning Program (6)

Su Xixi nodded and watched the man disappear around the corner of the stairs. She opened the glass door, walked to the rattan chair and sat down, muttering to herself: "That's fine. Once we get the certificate, we can also get a birth certificate for our child."

Her head was covered with raindrops as big as beans and fallen leaves from the shed. From a distance, her black hair and pale face made her look like a sculpture of a female ghost, which was very scary.

Thinking of the good things in his schoolbag, Su Younian rubbed his hands in anticipation.

He took out a data cable and plugged it back into his charging head, connecting it to the cool red watch. The divine beast lying inside began to consume electricity.

"Do I have to wait until it's fully charged before I can come out? I'm really looking forward to what you look like?"

He was so focused on observing the changes on his watch that he didn't hear the maid knocking on the door for a long time.

How is this different from Ultraman?

Is there really a behemoth living in a watch this price? The iPad on the table plays a familiar melody. Do you believe in light?

"Master, I stood outside the door and knocked for a long time, but you didn't respond... So, I came in by myself." The obedient maid put down the food in her hand and quickly glanced at the furnishings in the room.

He slipped out as if his feet were greased.

Su Younian sighed, because he had a good temper, and locked the door with a click.

Sitting cross-legged on the carpet, he didn't like having the maids clean his room.

He has a sense of territory in his own territory, and if someone just comes in casually, it would be like asking for his life.

He put the dinner plate on the floor, pulled out a comic book from the bookcase, and lay on the floor, reading while eating.

The developmentally delayed divine beast had a relatively poor receptive ability, and it took an entire night to charge.

At school, they have morning and evening self-study classes every day. As soon as they enter the classroom, they start to do the five-three set. However, the fast class and the sprint class finish school earlier than them.

Su Younian vaguely felt that those in the fast class were learning basic superpowers, while those in the sprint class possessed superpowers.

Gossip.

Those who failed the first batch of the literature exam were considered lucky. Some of the students who took the physical exam were either killed or maimed during the fighting.

I was also severely abandoned by H High. Being able to sit in the slow class peacefully seems pretty good compared to the front-end.

The curtains were drawn tightly, but the window was not closed. A slight breeze lifted the edge of the window, revealing a little light that stung Su Younian's eyes. He cursed the national quintessence in dissatisfaction.

The new maid in the house is really unreliable. After cleaning the room and opening the window for ventilation, she actually forgot to close the window.

Speak of the devil, and he will appear! The maid was in a dilemma, leaning over the door and listening to his movements closely.

Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore and asked in a pinched voice: "Sir, Sister Xixi wants to ask if you want to start preparing breakfast."

good very good.

All the servants in the villa knew that Su Younian was grumpy when he woke up, was afraid of light and liked lamplight, and hated others entering his room the most.

He usually has a good temper, but if these three bottom lines are violated, he will get angry.

This new maid stepped on all three minefields within the 24 hours of her contact with him.

It’s unfair that I can’t get a good night’s sleep at home.

Su Younian was so angry that he jumped to his feet and opened the door with a whoosh: "So? You don't know that you can't knock on my door before 10 o'clock. And why did you enter my room without permission yesterday?"