Rebirth:Urban Warlord

"Hee hee." Ye Zi hugs Ye Huang's arm with a smile and pastes it up with a sweet smile.

Ye Huang glanced around and found that this was Jiang Yachun's home: "Ye Zi, this is Jiang Yachun's home. How did you suddenly run out? Go back quickly."

Ye Zi shook her head and said, "I've been by your side. Jiang Yachun has gone to class. This room is just for you and me. Don't worry."

"Oh, well."

Ye Huang nods, this just put down the heart, go out of the bedroom, come to the living room, found that there is breakfast on the table in the living room, and there is a note under the bowl next to it.

Emperor ye took the white note in his hand and looked at it:

emperor, the breakfast I prepared for you is on the table. You must eat it.

As the saying goes, breakfast is emperor, lunch is civilian, dinner is like beggars, breakfast must not be eaten.

Your teacher, Jiang Yachun, stay.

"Ha ha, this teacher Jiang is very good to you." Ye zisong took Ye Huang's hand and took a bench to sit down.

Ye Huang sat in front of breakfast and pointed to the breakfast on the table: "Ye Zi, come and eat together."

Ye Zi shook her head and said, "this is a happy breakfast. I dare not eat it. Besides, I don't eat at all, so I don't waste it."

"You"

"it's good to watch you eat. I love watching you do everything." Ye Zi's eyes are burning at Ye Huang.

Ye Huang naturally knew her deep feeling, nodded his head and said, "OK, I know."

After breakfast, ye Huang still felt a little tired. He lay down on the bed and had a rest for a while, because he was in someone else's house. It was not easy for him to enter the task space to do a task. What should he do if he did a task for four or five hours, and there was no movement outside, wouldn't he be treated as a dead man by Jiang Yachun and then pulled out for dissection.

However, they had no choice but to study the art of tango with Ye Zi. They danced in Jiang Yachun's house like a pair of perfect butterflies. Now they are masters of Tango ability, but they have no courage to challenge the task chain. We can imagine how difficult the task chain is.

"Hey, Ye Zi, you dance well. I like it very much." Ye Huang looked down at the woman under her tempting clothes. She said that the woman who was happy with her friends died for her confidants. After she said it last time, she did not wear those tempting clothes in the mission space. Later, she wore them in a simple and generous way. She would only wear these tempting clothes in her own circumstances.

Ye Zi stares at Ye Huang with a smile. Her face is full of happiness.

"Deng Deng Deng." Familiar with the sound of footsteps, ye Huang knew who was back. He looked at Ye Zi at each other for a moment. Without saying a word, he took Yezi back to the mission hall. He jumped to the bed and began to sleep.

Jiang Yachun goes to the living room and sees that all the rice he has left has been eaten. He smiles. When he goes to the bedroom, he sees that ye Huang is sleeping with his buttocks arched. His heart rises with anger. He goes forward and slaps him on the buttocks.

"Ye Huang, the sun is drying your buttocks, and you still don't get up."

Ye Huang woke up long ago. Now he was not sleeping well. He suddenly sat up and took Jiang Yachun's hand beside him.

Jiang Yachun suddenly shook the hand of Ye Huang away: "what are you doing?"

Ye Huangdao: "Hey, teacher, we did all our intimate actions yesterday. It's not bad to shake hands. You just regard me as your brother. No, it should be someone closer than your brother."

Jiang Yachun's heart and liver fluttered and fluttered. In her eyes, ye Huang was more and more handsome, as if every move revealed something extraordinary.

"No, you can't. You get up and wash. I make the bed and have dinner. You go to school and I go to work."

seeing Jiang Yachun's stiff face, ye Huang knew that he was out of action. He sat up from the bed, played a ha Che, stretched himself, and pressed down his own small tent before he stood up.

Even so, his tent was still so obvious and swollen that he didn't seem to mind a beautiful woman standing beside him, and Ye Zi walked to the living room with her shoulder standing.

"You, you come back and get dressed before you go out," Jiang Yachun angrily walks out of the room, kicks Ye Huang into the room and closes the door.

Two minutes later, ye Huang came out with his clothes on and went to wash his eyes sleepily, while Jiang Yachun went to cook. To his surprise, Jiang Yachun was first-class in teaching and cooking. Three dishes and one soup, plus the main meal, which was called a fragrant spray, made people's appetite increase greatly.

"Teacher, your cooking is wonderful. I like it." Ye Huang was never stingy about his praise. He extended his thumb to praise Jiang Yachun.

Jiang Yachun white leaf Huang one eye: "don't be poor, hurry to eat, dinner to go to class."

Ye Huangsan finished his meal and touched his head: "Mr. Jiang, I don't want to go to class. I feel a little dizzy and want to sleep."

Jiang Yachun slapped his chopsticks on the table: "you guy, do you want to skip a day's classes?"

"It's OK, it's OK. When I wait until the last class in the afternoon, I'll go to class. I promise I won't miss one day's class. Teacher, I'll go to bed to supplement my internal power. Please don't disturb me." Then he rushed into the bedroom and went to bed.When closing the bedroom door, Ye Zi, standing on the shoulder of Ye Huang, also meow and says hello to Jiang Yachun.

Jiang Yachun took a black line look at Ye Huang's back. She had never thought that she would ask for a day off for a sleepy person, or she would take the initiative to write a note asking for leave.

She has to go to work in the afternoon. It's hard for her to think about it. Why did ye Huang miss a day's class when she didn't sleep well last night.

Although she thought so, she still had to go to class. It was her duty as a teacher. She couldn't escape. When she came to school in the afternoon, she wrote a note for ye Huang again. In order to avoid the situation that the boy didn't come, she wrote the note directly into the whole afternoon.

There are four classes in the afternoon. The third class is Jiang Yachun's Chinese class. Just after the third class in the afternoon, Jiang Yachun leaves the classroom with his Chinese books.

A group of boys came into the back door of the classroom. They were fierce and looked extremely brave. The leader was a big back. His name was Yang Ziming.

That's right. Yang Ziming is looking for revenge. He didn't have much impression on what happened at the gate of the campus last time. He always thought it was the man-made ballad called emperor ye that caused the trouble.

"Hello, classmate, where is Ye Huang in your class?" Yang Ziming angrily walks up to a boy in the back seat and asks with contempt.

The boy shivered and pointed to the seat beside Lee Kuan Yew and said, "he is sitting there."

"Damn it, why is there no one in the seat." Yang Ziming saw that the boy in front of him was so scared that he was 2. All the girls in class 11 cast their eyes on themselves, and his heart was filled with infinite pride.