"Han Xiaotu, I don't eat radishes, you eat them."

Nangong Zeye picked out the radish from the dinner plate and threw it into Han Xiaotu's plate.

Suddenly, Han Xiaotu felt a group of people gasp.

"Did you see that Han Xiaotu is eating the food from the young master's dinner plate! My God! They can eat the same food!"

"..."

Han Xiaotu burst into tears, she doesn't like to eat carrots either!

"Han Xiaotu, I don't eat fat meat, you eat."

Saying that, Nangong Zeye picked all the fat from the braised pork head into Han Xiaotu's plate.

Han Xiaotu burst into tears again, and the sobs behind him grew even louder.

"Han Xiaotu, I don't eat diced chicken, you can."

"Han Xiaotu..."

Moreover, she already had a premonition that her weight would continue to soar in the days to come, if the young master kept "feeding" her without any scruples like this.

After finishing the meal, Han Xiaotu patted Yuanyuan's stomach and burped.

I went back to the teaching building with the young master and entered the classroom. The young master just sat down, but his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his sexy thin lips were slightly pursed, as if he was a little displeased.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

According to Han Xiaotu's understanding of the young master for so many years, he already had a premonition of the young master's strange emotions.

"Han Xiaotu, I'm going to take a nap. I'm sleepy."

Nangong Zeye stared at Han Xiaotu with a pair of dark blue eyes, as if Han Xiaotu didn't help him solve his sleeping problem at this moment, and he was about to lose his temper.

"Master, then you can sleep on your stomach for a while." Han Xiaotu thought to himself that this is a school and there is no bed, so if he wants to sleep, he can only sleep on his stomach on the table.

But as soon as the words came out of his mouth, Han Xiaotu regretted it.

What a noble person the young master is, let him sleep on the desk in the classroom, when he thinks of this scene, he feels inexplicably happy and depreciated.

really--

"You let me sleep here?!"

Nangong Zeye looked at Han Xiaotu in disbelief, his handsome face was full of sullenness.

"Master...study...school...without a bed..."

Han Xiaotu looked at the young master's slightly raised eyebrows, and stammered unconsciously.

"No matter, you get me one! I'm going to sleep now!"

With such a domineering and self-willed young master, Han Xiaotu felt that his fate was really difficult and rough.

Since she was sold to the Nangong family by her parents who owed gambling debts at the age of seven, she has become a toy-like existence to the young master.

When she was young, she always used various methods to punish her, which made her cry.

But the other servants were relieved, because since Han Xiaotu appeared, all the tricks they received were used on Han Xiaotu alone.

When he was a little older, the young master's tricks on Han Xiaotu escalated to "ravaging". If he didn't trouble Han Xiaotu for a day, he would feel uncomfortable all over his body.

Therefore, Han Xiaotu grew up in such a "wonderful and sad" environment, and gradually grew into the current "masochistic" attribute. She obeyed the young master's words and took whatever she wanted. Even if the young master asked her to eat shit, she would run there. !

After much deliberation, Han Xiaotu finally thought of a place with a bed.

School doctor's office!

Afterwards, the excited Han Xiaotu took the young master to the school infirmary.

Nangong Zeye was pulled over by Han Xiaotu inexplicably, and when he was confused, Han Xiaotu already pushed him in automatically and let him sit on the stool in front of the school doctor.

"Student, what's wrong with you?"

The school doctor aunt asked kindly.

"..."

Immediately, Nangong Zeye looked at Han Xiaotu speechlessly.Why did she drag him to the school infirmary?

"classmate?"

Seeing that Nangong Sawano didn't speak, the school doctor's aunt asked again.

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