I smashed the CP of me and the villain school grass

"A friend of Zu'an? Come in and sit down." Zhao Shuping came down from upstairs with a loving face.

Jiang also felt that something in his heart was being pulled hard.

This is a warm atmosphere that has never been seen in his home.

Zhao Shuping came over to take some things, and led Jiang into the living room. "Why do you pack big and small bags? What are these for?"

"I signed up for the school's Taekwondo club, and Jiang is also my coach. We decided to set up a training ground at home."

"Oh yeah! That's great!" Song Wennuan heard the good news, she forcibly took a pack of foot targets, and moved her small body upstairs with difficulty.

"???)? Brother Jiang Ye, which room do you want to be in?"

"Turn right on the second floor to the innermost room." Song Zu'an took over the conversation.

After he finished speaking, he sighed sadly at Song Nuannuan's back.

What's the matter with this younger sister, she's a pretty dog ​​at a young age, but she'll be fine when she grows up?

Forget about Yan Gou, the problem is that I am no worse than Jiang Ye, why is she greedy for Jiang Ye?

Is this the legendary "family flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers"?

No, no, this metaphor is wrong.

After several people moved everything in, Zhao Shuping hurried up and down to help clean.

"Mom, you go to bed early, we will clean up by ourselves."

"You are a classmate with delicate skin and tender flesh. You haven't cleaned the room before, so let me help you."

"Don't worry, how can I ask him to clean it? You go to rest, only we know how to put these things."

After persuading Zhao Shuping to leave, Song Zu'an turned his attention to the little dumpling standing at the door.

"Warm, you also obediently go to sleep."

"???) I don't!" Song Wenwen sneaked in and hugged Jiang Ye's leg again. "I do not go."

Seeing Song Zuan's deflated look made Jiang very happy.

He pulled away Song Wennuan's hand, knelt down and pinched Dudu's face. "Rabbit, your brother Jiang Ye will play with you."

mua——

Song Wennuan giggled, and suddenly imprinted a meme on the boy's face.

"Well, Song Wennuan, you actually took advantage of Jiang Ye!"

Song Zuan picked up Xiaotuanzi and held it high.

The latter fluttered his two little hands, and also imprinted a mark on the former's face.

"(??′╰╯`?) Is this okay for the head office? Let me kiss my brother too, so don't be jealous."

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional, and Jiang Ye's ears were blushing.

"This little brat..." Song Zuan held Song Wennuan outside the door and slammed the door shut.

He shouted through the door: "Sleep well, your brother Jiang Ye and I still have things to do."

"Humph╯^╰Brother, cheapskate!" Xiaotuanzi slammed on the door with a puffy face, and ran back to his room after a while.

After confirming that his sister had left, Song Zuan bent down. "Jiang Ye, let's start."

"Start... what?"

"Start tidying up."

He stooped to clear the room of unnecessary things and began spreading sponge pads on the floor.

"You help wipe the floor over there, otherwise the mat will hide dust."

Jiang Ye:? ?I seem to remember that someone said just now that I would not be allowed to clean.

Song Zu'an didn't know how to write the word polite, and pointed fingers at Jiang.

"Don't be a big man, hurry up!"

However, Jiang Ye actually listened to what he said, and started mopping the floor seriously.

Life is not easy, and the river wipes the ground.

The two have been doing it for a long time.

After the sponge pad is covered, it is already 12 o'clock at night.

They lay down on the mat.

The top of the head is facing the top of the head, and the eyes are looking towards the ceiling.

"Huh...Jiang Ye, I'm so tired."

"Who made you so anxious? This kind of thing should have been done slowly."

"I don't want to get it done as soon as possible and start training as soon as possible."

"Ah."

"???)? Brother, brother! Brother Jiang Ye! Are you alright?"

Tsk, it's 12 o'clock now, and this little dumpling is still awake.

Do you want to cultivate immortality?

"Brother Jiang Ye, can you tell me a story? Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep."

Where did this suit of weak tricks come from?No one told her stories before, and she couldn't fall asleep.

Song Zuan sighed helplessly.

"How about you call and tell your family, and you can sleep here tonight."

Jiang was also silent.

I thought he didn't agree, but I didn't expect to choke out a sentence after a while: "There's no need to call, no one cares anyway."

The Jiang family is also really strange. Their son didn't come home in the middle of the night and didn't know how to call to ask. Are they really so relieved?

"(′?ω?)? Brother, what are you doing in there? Quickly ask Brother Jiang Ye to tell me a story!"

"Then... are you going to tell her a story?"

"Ah."

Fortunately, Song Nuannuan's bed was big enough for three people to lie on it.

Song Nuannuan nestled in the arms of her two older brothers, listening to Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales...

What a beautiful word?

-

The next day, Sunshine Martial Arts School, Taekwondo Club.

Bai Huahua replaced the poop-stained sponge pad as agreed.

Chen Fengyang also abided by the agreement and agreed to compete with her.

If Bai Huahua wins, it is agreed to let her join the club and have the opportunity to participate in the league next month.

Dozens of members sat in a circle, and even the vice president who rarely showed up on weekdays came.

This person's name is Jing Jin, although he is only the vice president, but he is very dignified, and a look can make people's spine shivers.

It is completely different from Chen Fengyang, who treats others with humility.

Bai Huahua was still a little worried about the scholarly president in front of her.

"Chen Fengyang, can you really fight?"

"With you, there should still be a battle."

The two opened up, and Jing Jin, the vice president who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said, "Brother, I will compare for you."

elder brother?

The cold-faced King of Hades is called Brother Chen Fengyang?

The members looked at each other in dismay, with the expression of "I understand" but they dared not discuss it.

Chen Fengyang turned his head sideways and gave Jing Jin a big smile.

That smile is not as polite as when facing Bai Huahua, nor is it as official as when facing members of the club.

It's that... that kind of sunny smile.

"(?^ω^?) Jin, don't worry, I can hit you."

Bai Huahua always felt that this way of getting along was familiar and a bit annoying.

"Okay, let's start if we can fight!"

As soon as the words fell, Bai Huahua raised her leg and used a fierce horizontal kick.

The straight legs wanted to fall towards Chen Fengyang's ribs.

Chen Fengyang crossed his forearms to block, followed by a side kick aimed at the waist and abdomen.

Although it is called a side kick, this kick is actually kicked towards the front of the person.

His legs are so fast that people are caught off guard.

It seemed that Bai Huahua had been kicked in the stomach without pain or itching, but in fact the numbness spread throughout her upper body in an instant.

"Very good, very energetic. On the surface, he is gentle and refined, but in comparison, he is unambiguous."

Bai Huahua endured the pain and prepared for the next blow.