daily living together

Your Majesty is holy, but the harem interferes with politics, and Luo Niangniang's relatives are too cruel, the fat man followed the footsteps of the young master and hid in the study room with his textbooks in his arms.

There are not many people in the self-study room at the moment. The army of postgraduate entrance examinations has not yet arrived, and there are still many vacant seats. Some young couples are also sitting together to review their homework affectionately.

After the fat man entered, he immediately saw the heroic figure of the young master. There was a large piece of reference books spread out in front of him, and he was scribbling furiously. He almost tied a hairband on his head and wrote two large characters—struggle.

The fat man waited for a while, but he didn't see a female classmate sitting next to Hou Ziyu. Although there were many people looking around, they were limited to chatting, especially the young master who was immersed in the ocean of knowledge. It's like an insulator.

The fat man staggered over, sat down next to Hou Ziyu, and spread out his book.

The location by the window, the sun is just right in the morning, and the body is warm and warm, neither too hot nor too cold. It is really good to study with a book in hand in such a winter day.Especially the little friends around him were well prepared, they brought so many books, Fatty was very happy, it didn't matter if he only brought one book, his Lord Hou carried so many books!

The fat man stretched out his small hand happily, and touched the reference book on the side, but he only touched a corner, and before he could pull it towards him, Hou Ziyu grabbed his wrist aggressively.

Hou Ziyu's eyes glowed red, with an expression of being robbed of his great career: "How dare you be a traitor!"

The fat man turned pale with shock: "Master Hou is me! Wake up!"

Hou Ziyu glared and said, "Anyone who touches my book will be killed!"

"Students, how can we fight and kill them?" The fat man explained to himself with a shy face, "It's not that I don't bring my own books. I was sick a while ago and couldn't lift heavy things with my hands."

Hou Ziyu sat up straight and looked down at him suspiciously: "Show me your evidence."

The fat man stretched out his hand to show him, there was a small red envelope on the tip of his round finger, the total area was not as big as a thumbtack.The fat man leaned closer to show him, and said, "Here, take a look."

Hou Ziyu looked at it carefully, and when he raised his head again, there was contempt in his eyes: "What is your disease?"

The fat man said worriedly: "Master Hou, don't underestimate this bag. I checked Baidu, and Baidu said that I might die."

Hou Ziyu was silent for a while, and said: "It is not far from death, there are about seven or eighty years."

"The great cause is undecided, the young master is stubborn, and my heart aches!" The fat man sighed, and sneakily reached out his little hand to grab another reference book, and held it in his hand to read.

Hou Ziyu stretched his waist, stretched out his sinful little hands to pinch the soft flesh around the fat man's waist, and groaned, "Brother Ma hasn't changed recently, he's still the same as before, charming and charming!"

The fat man corrected: "There is still a little change, I have lost a few taels of weight!" He looked at Hou Ziyu and said with emotion: "Young Master has changed a lot recently."

Hou Ziyu has been secretly in a relationship for the past few days, and when he heard the fat man say that, he thought he saw it, so he asked him a little embarrassedly, "What changed?"

The fat man looked at him carefully, and smiled with open eyes: "The color is like spring water, and the sweetness is like honey waves~"

This guy has recently fallen in love with flowers. Chunshui and Mibo are two varieties of roses. They are both delicate and gorgeous with thin petals.

"However, this is only a change in appearance. When Hou Ye went abroad for business this time, in addition to his darker skin and becoming more friendly to the people, his spirit has also changed. Last time the teacher specially ordered your paper to be published for us to see. Much improved than before!" The fat man praised his appearance and his inner self, and he was very conscientious.He asked curiously, "Why did Lord Hou get up all of a sudden?"

Hou Ziyu opened his mouth to brag, but the fat man bluffed and said, "I only listen to the truth."

The two of them were chattering away when they saw the chairman of the school's student union coming over. They saw the two of them greet him on their own initiative, and said with a smile, "What a coincidence, you are all here!"

They were also acquaintances. There were four people in Hou Ziyu's dormitory. Except for him and Fatty who didn't join the student union, the other two people in the dormitory were the backbone of the study department and the external relations department. They had been in charge of various matters since freshman year.Fatty felt that he was a man of culture, so he resolutely joined the Suzhou Pingtan Interest Group.

There are very few people who come to look for them at ordinary times, but now they are looking for something.

The two looked up at the student council president.

Sure enough, the chairman of the student union came over and said with a happy face, "Do you want to accept a job?"

Hou Ziyu shook the book in his hand, raised his head and said, "No, I want to fight for the rise of China."

The fat man said, "I went to the revolution with Lord Hou. Our country still needs a lot of intellectuals in the primary stage of socialism."

The chairman of the student union said coldly: "50 yuan an hour, do you want to do it?"

The two raised their heads and looked at him: "Do it."