Considering the mismatch between the tables and chairs, Han Luoqing went to the utility room again. After rummaging, he finally found the matching chair that was thrown in a few years ago.

The chair is still used, and it is clean after washing it with water.

In the corner of the utility room on the first floor, Jiang Suidong and Liang Zuo could see clearly what Han Luoqing was doing.

Waiting for the person to carry the washed chair upstairs again, the two looked at each other.

"It's strange, I haven't seen Brother Han so energetic for a long time..." Liang Zuo whispered.

Jiang Suidong clicked his tongue several times, "Isn't it true, you can be so happy doing cool work."

Liang Zuo was a little curious and asked him: "Dongzi, I don't think Brother Han has any intentions for this student girl, and Brother Han is not that kind of person."

Jiang Suidong nodded and said meaningfully: "There is indeed no intention in that regard now." But there will definitely be in the future.

He followed Han Luoqing longer than Liang Zuo and knew Han Luoqing better.

Brother Han really won't touch such a good girl, but the question is, is this student girl good?

If it is that kind of good girl, can she dress herself up as a little sister? How dare you come to this alley alone to find someone after dark?

This little cute, I am afraid it only looks cute on the surface.

Besides, Jiang Suidong knew how serious Han Luoqing's habit of cleanliness was. He and Liang Zuo didn't know how many women he had slept with over the years.

This person picks and chooses, dislikes the East and the West, and always feels that others are not clean.

But now, a clean little girl has come to the door, not afraid of him, and even willing to take the initiative to get close to him.

If Han Luoqing didn't take the opportunity to drag people into his wolf's den, he would not be a man!

"Look, if this student girl has enough time to get away within half a year, otherwise, when she becomes an adult, Brother Han will definitely sleep with her." Jiang Suidong affirmed.

Liang Zuo said hesitantly: "Not necessarily, I think Brother Han's attitude towards her is like that of a little sister. The rabbit doesn't eat the grass on the edge of the nest, and Brother Han won't touch his own people."

"You know the shit. Let's bet. If Brother Han puts this cutie to sleep, I will win. If you only treat her as a sister, I will lose. The bet is 5,000 yuan."

"Damn it! You're too ruthless with such a big bet! But I still don't think Brother Han is like the kind of person who likes raising children and daughters-in-law. Although the ones he raised are really clean and pollution-free, you can rest assured to eat..."

Han Luoqing didn't know that his two buddies made a bet on whether he would turn into a beast. After he cleaned up the study, he dragged the study and living room again.

Nan Yuan had already packed her luggage and was standing at the door of the bedroom looking at him.

She changed out of her school uniform and wore the cropped pants and oversized children's clothes the man had bought last time.

The cropped jeans were tight-fitting, hooking her pair of slender calves straight, because the waistline of the pants was a size larger, and the hem of the large children's clothes was all tucked in by her.

The trousers were not loose, but they also pinched out a small waist that was gripped tightly.

The man was still dragging the ground again and again, his movements were fast and heavy, his work was like a fight, he dragged a large area back and forth in three or two, and his dark wheat-colored arms bulged out a few hard pieces from time to time with the movement. muscle.

Nan Yuan suspected that the mop, which was already half bald, was bald by him.

The man turned his back to him and said without raising his head, "Wait a while, it will be all right."

"Are there the slippers I'm wearing? Yours are too big to wear and walk. I also need a toothbrush, a towel, and a cup." Nan Yuan asked.

The man mopping the floor turned to look at her, saw that she had changed into the one he had bought, and was stunned for a moment, thinking: "His eyesight is not bad, this dress looks good on Xiaobian.

"I'll buy it right away. You go to the study room to do your homework for a while. The study room has been tidy up. You just happened to try the height of the chair to see if it fits."

Nan Yuan was silent for two seconds and replied, "I'm in a hurry, I didn't bring homework."

In fact, because she couldn't do those questions, she planned to go to copy the homework early tomorrow morning.

However, the truth makes her look not very smart, so she plans to tell a white lie.

Han Luoqing paused, raised his eyelids, and asked with a sullen face, "I don't even write my homework. Is this what you mean by studying hard and making progress every day?"

The next second, Nan Yuan changed her words, "I remembered, I brought a Chinese book, and the Chinese homework is to copy the classical Chinese taught today twice, I will write it now."

Han Luoqing:  …

Han Luoqing suspected that the little guy's attitude was still not correct. He dragged the last piece of space in three or two, sighed softly, and went out with some change in his pocket.

After the man left, Nan Yuan went to the study with the language book and exercise book.

She doesn't know how to do other homework, so she can copy it to deal with it, but she doesn't need to copy the Chinese homework, she can write it by herself, so she did bring the Chinese textbook when she came.

The floor of the study had just been dragged, and the tiles on the floor were so bright that they reflected the reflections of people.

The last time she came here, it was half a study and half a studio, and easels were placed casually in the middle of the room.

But now, the easel has been put away on the wall, and the semi-finished paintings on it are gone, only a few blank sheets of paper on it.

The desk in front of me was wiped clean. Nan Yuan stretched out **** and wiped it in the corner, but there was no dust.

The bookshelves on the table and the books on the shelves are also free of dust.

Naturally, Han Luoqing couldn't do so much work in such a short period of time, which showed that his bookshelves were clean.

Nan Yuan swept around roughly, except for the two rows of bookshelves that were left empty, the rest of the space was almost filled with books.

The books were neatly stacked by the owner.

There are many types of books, most of which are related to pictures, such as pattern composition, figure painting analysis, landscape painting appreciation, illustrations of monsters and beasts, etc. There are also many world famous books, as well as philosophy books and science fiction books.

Nan Yuan even found a book on motorcycle and car assembly from it.

The books on the shelves are not decorations, the owners of the books often flip through them, so they look worn.

Nan Yuan sat on the chair Han Luoqing found from the utility room, the height was just right.

She took out her workbook and began to write in classical Chinese seriously.

Han Luoqing went back and forth quickly. This time he bought daily necessities such as toothbrushes, cups, towels and slippers, as well as facial cleansers and creams for little girls.

I also bought a new toothpaste, which is fruity.

After sorting these daily necessities, he secretly opened the study door and took a look.

The little guy is sitting at the desk, writing the text seriously.

Seeing him come in, Nan Yuan turned her head to look at him and said to him, "I don't have a good foundation. I want to review the textbooks for the third year of junior high school. Han Luoqing, can you help me get a set of textbooks for junior high school?"

Hearing this, Han Luoqing was stunned at first, and then asked her, "Which version of the textbook is your junior high school textbook? Has it been revised in the past few years?"

Nan Yuan didn't know, but she felt that which version was not important. Anyway, it was to review the previous knowledge. Several versions were only minor repairs, and the knowledge was almost the same.

After listening to her words, Han Luoqing opened the cabinet in the lower left corner of the desk and took out a thick stack of books.

These books are all junior high school textbooks, mathematics, physics, English, and so on!

Not only the textbook is complete, but also the corresponding workbook.

Nan Yuan picked up a thick Chinese book and saw a name written in a ballpoint pen on the front of the book opposite the spine: Han Luoqing.

The font of Long Feifengwu, the last stroke of the name is also tickled, which is very coquettish.