I smashed the CP of me and the villain school grass

With a strict father at home, poor Haidai can only accept Jiang Ran as a tutor.

But he doesn't intend to let others slaughter him, he can call his master to cover him.

Even if the master can't cover it, the squad leader is still there.

If Jiang Ran dared to mess around, he would directly beat him up for three days and three nights to see how dishonest he is.

The witty little Haidai immediately called Master, but no one answered the first one.

Called again, it took a while to connect.

Song Zuan's breath on the other end of the phone was sometimes weak and sometimes rapid, it sounded like he was running.

"(?⊿?)? Master, what's wrong with you, are you sick?!"

"I-I'm fine."

"But you don't sound very well. Did you have a fever from the cool breeze yesterday?"

Song Zuan whimpered intermittently, wanting to end the call quickly, "You, what do you want to say when you call? Uh..."

"I want you to come and play with me, because the tutor my father hired for me turned out to be that bastard Jiang Ran!"

Haidai added fuel to the phone, portraying Jiang Ran as a heinous devil, listed the dangers of Jiang Ran making up lessons alone from many aspects, and showed off his great achievements in kicking others.

Jiang Ran: I'm still here, can you pay attention?

Haidai blared on the phone by himself, while Song Zuan responded with huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh?

"('-ω??) Master, you have to protect me."

"Well...Okay, I...I'll be right over."

"(˙˙) Then I'll wait for you."

Haidai hung up the phone contentedly, and showed off to Jiang Ran again: "How is it? There is someone behind me, don't you want to bully me again."

Jiang Ran clutched the part where the pain had not yet dissipated, with a helpless expression on his face.

"It doesn't look like I bullied you."

outrageous.

Haidai looked at Jiang Ran with disgust, and said bitterly, "Shut up, stinky returnee!"

"Huh? Has it leaked that I am a returnee from overseas?"

"Returnees, the king of the sea is back, understand?"

The two waited in the room for more than half an hour before the doorbell rang.

Haidai rushed over to let Jiang Ye and Song Zuan into the room.

I don't know how it took them half an hour to walk down the short few floors.

At this time, I am afraid that snails are enough.

Song Zu'an's expression was weary, and he didn't seem to be very energetic. When he passed by, he seemed to be carrying a special smell of chestnut flowers.

There are a few more Band-Aids around the neck.

Hai Dai can't remember exactly which day it started, but the Band-Aids have been stuck on Master's neck from morning to night, and the number is still increasing.

Now at a glance, it is roughly estimated that there are more than ten posts.

Band-Aid makers should regard Song Zuan as the God of Wealth.

Haidai's heart was full of question marks, he closed the door, turned around and asked with concern: "Master, I think you don't feel well, and why are there so many band-aids on your neck?"

The corners of Jiang Ran's mouth curled up, his face full of unknown smiles.

Jiang also gouged him out, and replied coldly for Song Zuan: "Don't worry, your master is fine."

"Pfft—" Jiang Ran didn't hold back his laughter.

"What are you laughing at? Who allowed you to laugh?" Haidai asked sharply as the only silly kid who didn't know.

Song Zu'an gave a thumbs up silently, this kid is promising.