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Chapter 15 The giants are a bit cold 15
Ah Zhao came out of the room, suddenly remembered something, turned around and knocked on Xiao Yan's door.

"Teacher?" The boy who had just taken a shower, his hair still had a trace of moisture, and it was softly pressed against his cheek.

Ah Zhao pointed downstairs: "Go down for dinner together?"

Xiao Yan hesitated.

Azhao made a displeased look: "Have you forgotten what the teacher said to you? You promised the teacher to change it."

She looked at the boy and thought for a while, and finally nodded.

Ah Zhao was very happy.

The two went to the restaurant.

There was only one person's food on the table.

Seeing Xiao Yan, Aunt Zhang who was putting porridge on the table said in surprise, "Master Xiao Yan, why did you come down?"

Xiao Yan subconsciously looked at A Zhao.

Ah Zhao didn't speak, but looked at him encouragingly.

Her meaning was obvious: let him speak for himself.

Xiao Yan paused for a moment, Ah Zhao noticed that his fists were tightly clenched, obviously very nervous.

"I... From now on, I will eat here all the time." Xiao Yan said word by word.

Aunt Zhang was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously said, "I'll ask the butler..."

Ah Zhao interrupted her: "Why, is the housekeeper the owner here?"

Aunt Zhang quickly shook her head: "But..."

Azhao pulled Xiao Yan to sit down: "There is nothing but, does Xiao Yan even have to ask for permission from others to eat?"

Aunt Zhang replied awkwardly: "Then I'll prepare the tableware."

Back in the kitchen, Aunt Zhang's face suddenly fell.

"Bah! Do you really think of yourself as someone else?" She took out a pair of bowls and chopsticks indignantly.

Another kitchen maid asked curiously, "Who made you angry?"

"It's not that Xu Zhao who made me face to face today. I, Zhang Lan, have been working here for so many years, and even the housekeeper hasn't said anything bad to me. What kind of thing is she..." Aunt Zhang babbled.

The maid shook her head: "She was invited by my wife, I don't know what background she has. Besides, I don't think people like Miss Xu will stay in this kind of place for a long time. We don't need to provoke her. "

Aunt Zhang muttered a few more words angrily before walking out.

Ah Zhao didn't know that Aunt Zhang had such a big opinion of him.

Of course she didn't care if she knew.

Apart from caring about the thoughts of the mission target Xiao Yan, she has no obligation to take care of other people's emotions.

"This porridge is not bad, come here." She served Xiao Yan a bowl of porridge.

Xiao Yan drank it obediently, and put down his chopsticks when he was done.

Ah Zhao silently looked at the delicate bowl in the opponent's hand. How could a boy who is growing up eat so little?

"Have you had enough?" she asked.

Xiao Yan nodded.

In the next second, there were two more buns in his bowl.

"You don't eat as much as I do, no wonder your body is so weak." A Zhao looked at him disapprovingly.

Xiao Yan looked at her with wide eyes.

"The class will start later, and the task will not be easy. You have to eat enough."

Xiao Yan didn't say anything, and silently finished the two buns in the bowl.

Ah Zhao was satisfied and started to eat his own meal.

After the two had finished eating, when Xiao Yan got up, he accidentally bumped into Aunt Zhang who came to clean up.

It's not serious, Aunt Zhang exaggeratedly called out, nagging Xiao Yan to be more careful.

Xiao Yan didn't speak, and went straight to the bathroom.

in the bathroom.

The water in the faucet was turned on to the maximum, Xiao Yan rubbed his hands vigorously as if nervously.

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The coat had been taken off by him and thrown aside, and the skin on the back of his hand that was in contact with Aunt Zhang had been rubbed red.

Sure enough... Is there still no way to bear other people's touch?

Xiao Yan let the cold water pour on his hands, but what he recalled in his mind was the feeling of holding A Zhao's palm.

Warm, soft, without the slightest disgust.

He raised his head and looked at the person in the mirror.

A pale and thin young man with a pretty face.

Xiao Yan knew that many women liked such a boy.

Judging by Xu Zhao's appearance, he also has no resistance to himself.

He raised the corners of his lips and smiled lightly.

"Then treat me better, Teacher Xu." He whispered softly.

It was you who provoked me first.

There was a knock on the door outside.

Ah Zhao stood outside the bathroom and called Xiao Yan's name worriedly - he had been inside for a long time.

The door opened.

Xiao Yan in a mess appeared in front of A Zhao.

"What's wrong with you?"

Xiao Yan was a little embarrassed: "I accidentally fell down just now, and my coat was dirty."

Ah Zhao immediately became worried: "Nowhere is it hurt?"

Xiao Yan shook his head: "I just rubbed the back of my hand, it's not a big problem."

Ah Zhao looked at his left hand hidden behind his back: "Extend your hand and let me have a look."

Xiao Yan flinched subconsciously, but did not follow suit.

Ah Zhao narrowed his eyes: "Xiao Yan."

She found that as long as she turned cold and called the hero's name, the hero would be very obedient.

As everyone knows, it's just because Xiao Yan likes to hear his name, and being called out with caring and worrying emotions.

He stretched out his hand slowly, and Ah Zhao saw that the back of his left hand was red, and even the skin was torn.

Ah Zhao was very distressed: "It's all like this and you still say it's okay."

She didn't care about any clothes, she dragged Xiao Yan into the room, asked the housekeeper to get medicine for him to rub on.

Because of the medicine, the two were very close.

Xiao Yan sat quietly on the bed, looking at the woman squatting in front of him, carefully applying medicine to her hand.

From this angle, he could see the top of Azhao's jet-black hair, and further down, the long eyelashes hanging down.

Her eyes were beautiful, as clear as a puddle of water.At this moment, the water was softly surrounding him.

There was a light fragrance lingering at the tip of his nose, not like the smell of perfume.

Xiao Yan took a deep breath and closed his eyes slightly.

"Okay." Ah Zhao exhaled and was about to get up.

A pulling force came from her arms, and she squatted halfway, her center of gravity was already unstable, so she subconsciously staggered and fell forward.

A cool embrace hugged her tightly.

"Teacher." Xiao Yan called out in a low voice.

Ah Zhao, who was still holding a medicine bottle and a cotton swab, said, "???"

She was about to break away subconsciously, at this moment, Xiao Yan spoke again: "Teacher is so kind to me."

"Since my mother left, no one has treated me so well."

Ok.

Ah Zhao paused for a moment, and gave up the plan to break free from this embrace.

The hero must have thought of something sad again.

Ah Zhao thought for a while, put the cotton swab aside, stretched out his hand and patted Xiao Yan's back:

"All the misfortunes and sorrows of the past cannot be changed, let's look forward, Xiao Yan."

"You still have a long future, and you will meet many good people."

Xiao Yan tightened his arms: "No, there will never be anyone better than the teacher."

(End of this chapter)