I smashed the CP of me and the villain school grass

Nine Pieces of Jiu Baoyou rubbed his eyes to make sure that he read correctly.

It is not easy to see Song Zu'an coming in from the main gate in this life.

"Master, the sheets in your room have just been washed, and I haven't had time to put on new ones yet."

"Uh...Aunt You, have you entered my room?"

Jiang Ye usually likes to clean very much. The room is always kept tidy, and Jiukubaoyou doesn't even need to clean it much.

Seeing that Jiang hadn't come back for several days this time, he thought about going in and patting ashes casually.

I didn't expect that if I didn't go, I wouldn't know. I was shocked when I went!

In the huge room, clothes were scattered all over the floor, and the quilt was crumpled and rolled up.

Blood dripped from the bed all the way to the bathroom.

That scene...

Tsk tsk tsk, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a murder scene.

"Young master, I have cleaned your room. But... what happened before?"

Jiang Ye and Song Zuan looked at each other awkwardly.

Randomly explained: "It's nothing, it's just a nosebleed a few days ago."

Jiang also only explained the bloodstains.

As for other confusions, and some unavoidable leftover traces... it is better to say less, so as not to paint more and more black.

Even if the facts are no longer dark.

"Aunt You, we're going upstairs first, you should go to bed early."

"Let me go up with you and spread the quilt."

Jiang had never done any housework, so putting on a quilt cover was a bit difficult for him.

But fortunately Song Zuan knew how to do it, so he immediately rejected Aunt You's kindness: "It's okay, it's okay, we can make the shop ourselves."

Nine Pieces of Jiu Baoyou looked at Song Zuan suspiciously, "You really know how to shop?"

"Exactly!"

"Then... okay, come down and call me if you need help."

"Mmmmmm, fine."

After fooling Nine Pieces of Wine Buds to sleep, the two hurried upstairs.

When I got out of the elevator, I saw Jiang Yi who lived on the fifth floor.

Jiang Yi leaned on the door frame of his room, looking at the two people not far away with meaning.

"Hey! It's 12 o'clock soon, my good brother, why don't you bring someone home?"

Jiang Yilian went to the kind and smiling face when he met Song Zuan for the first time. Everyone present knew each other well, so there was no need for him to pretend to be a gentleman.

Facing Jiang Yi's yin and yang aura, Jiang Ye and Song Zu'an didn't intend to pay attention to it.

He pretended not to hear or see, and went straight to his room.

Jiang Yi didn't give up, he continued to sneer: "I heard that the two of you have gotten very close recently. Go to the playground together, go to the hospital together, go to and from school together... tsk tsk tsk."

From time to time, he glanced at the changes in their expressions, as if making others unhappy would do him any good.

"I really didn't expect that those news reports when I was a child turned out to be true. My good brother, really..."

Jiang Yi didn't continue talking, instead he laughed contemptuously and piercingly.

Song Zu'an clenched his fists and raised his legs to beat him up.

He was also held back by Jiang.

Jiang was already used to such cynicism, and he didn't understand why Jiang Yi wasn't tired of it.

It's just a few words over and over again, and there is no trick to swearing, and Jiang is almost immune.

For that kind of dead-faced person, not giving him any expression, not making any reply, that is the best solution.

Under Jiang Ye's consolation, Jiang and Song entered their room silently.

Tuliu Jiang stood awkwardly in the wind alone.

……

Just walked in.

Jiang Ye didn't catch his breath, so he opened the closet with great interest.

Pull out that classic black and white mini dress.

"(?′?`?) Ann, wear it."

Song Zuan's heartbeat accelerated suddenly, but rejection was written on his face.

"I don't wear them."

"An'an, you only wear it once, just once."

"(??ω???) I don't want..."

Ugh……

Since Song Zuan resisted so much, Jiang could only resort to high-end tea making skills again.

His face darkened at lightning speed, his mouth was slightly pouted, and he said wronged: "I understand, An An is tired of me..."