"King ke ke ke -" a knock on the door that couldn't be described as soft came, "Miss Luo Luo, get up -"

"Hey! It's coming." Yan Luo opened his eyes in a daze, responded casually, lifted the quilt, stretched one of his slender legs across the quilt, buried his face in the quilt, and fell asleep again.

Already.

The person calling outside did not go away immediately, but kept knocking on the door.

"Miss Luoluo - get up and go to school -"

Yan Luo reluctantly sat up, grabbed his messy red hair, got out of bed and walked towards the door.

The butler, Uncle Huang, smiled and said, "Miss, are you up?"

Yan Luonu pursed her lips, "Get up."

Seeing that her eyes were not clear, Uncle Huang said with some uncertainty, "Then I will go and wake up Young Master Nan Zhi and Miss Xiao Nuo first?"

Yan Luo was leaning against the door, her eyes half-open. She yawned lazily, "Okay-"

Why did she feel that as soon as she closed her eyes, it would be dawn again?

Because Yan Wang wanted to bring her breakfast, Yan Luo could sleep a little longer and go back to the cage after washing up.

When I opened my eyes again, I was woken up by another knock on the door.

Different from Uncle Huang's soft and rhythmic voice, the knock on the door this time was urgent and hard. Yan Nanzhi knocked on the door hard while shouting at the top of his lungs, like a creditor collecting debt:

"Yan Luo - wake up - Yan Luo - wake up..."

Before he could finish speaking, the door suddenly opened from the inside.

The door that was suddenly opened was still filled with wind, blowing a few locks of Yan Nanzhi's bangs, which was enough to show how resentful the person who opened the door was.

Yan Nanzhi's voice choked up, "Are you angry when you wake up?"

"No," Yan Luo's face turned stinky, "Look at me being so elegant and easy-going, I'm not angry at all╰_╯"

Yan Nanzhi glanced at her suspiciously, with complete disbelief in his eyes, "Really?"

Yan Luo's face was expressionless, and he opened the corners of his mouth with his fingers, "Look how happy I am smiling (·??·)"

Only then did Yan Nanzhi feel relieved, nodded with satisfaction, put his arms around her neck and walked downstairs, "I was scared to death. I thought you were angry to get up."

￥￥

When they were going downstairs, they happened to meet Uncle Huang who was going upstairs. When Uncle Huang saw Yan Luo, he pointed to the door with a smile, "Miss Luo Luo, you came just in time. Your friend is looking for you at the door."

Yan Luo nodded, it must be Rongtangchuan.

"Friend? Who?" Yan Nanzhi asked in confusion. The next second, he thought of a certain hamster spirit with malicious intentions, and immediately said on guard, "It can't be that little fat guy Cang Zhu, right?!"

"No!" Yan Luo's head was full of black lines, "Why do you always call people little fat guy?"

"You..." When Yan Nanzhi heard this, he covered his heart in a pretentious manner and took a few steps back in disbelief, "You started to protect the little fat guy before he came in. If he came in, you,

You are still not allowed to kick my brother out—"

He looked at Yan Luo sadly, much like a wealthy mother-in-law looking at her unfilial son who insisted on marrying a commoner girl.

It started again.

Yan Luo stroked her forehead helplessly. According to her, Yan Nanzhi, a drama star, is not suitable to be an idol, and should instead act.

Male and female, male and female, old and young, people are inhuman, country love, relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, entanglements between wealthy families, bloody dramas, upper class society, vanity fair, mental hospital...

There's nothing he can't control.

Yan Luo grabbed the strap of his schoolbag and slipped him out.

"Come on, Yan Beihuai and Nuonuo are outside."

Yan Nanzhi asked persistently while being led out, "You haven't told me yet, isn't it Cangzhu?"

Yan Luo remained silent.

"Why don't you tell me if you don't tell me." Yan Nanzhi was quiet for three seconds, and then couldn't help but ask, "Is it the one with red hair?"

"That person who is 1.83 meters tall and 1.85 meters tall in shoes?"

"The one whose surname is Cang?"

"Cang Wang's nephew?"

"Soryu Akira's son?"

Yan Luo╰_╯╬: "No! It's sweet and sour! Are you satisfied?"

Yan Nanzhi nodded with satisfaction.

Yan Luo led Yan Nanzhi out and found Yan Beihuai and Yan Nuo standing in front of a black car.

The door of the black car was closed tightly, and the scene inside could not be seen from the outside through the car glass.

Yan Luo asked doubtfully: "Where's Sweet and Sour? Why don't you get in the car?"

She told Uncle Huang in advance yesterday that she would give the driver uncle a day off tomorrow and someone would pick them up to go to school.

A WeChat message popped up at the top of the phone, from Rongtangchuan, "Are you out?"

Yan Luo: "Come out."

Within a few seconds, a middle-aged man came out of the co-pilot of the black car. He was wearing a strict black suit and white gloves. He walked to the car door and opened it respectfully.

Wearing a pair, the body is layered with heavy-duty black gauze. The skirt is dotted with several pearls and has a purple polarized seven-pointed star formation printed on it. The innermost layer of fabric looks black and exudes a dark green light.

, sparkling in the sun.

Rongtangchu got out of the car. There were several roses made of black lace on the black top hat. Her long and thick hair was divided into two parts and each was braided. She folded it and tied it up with a red ribbon.

The hand holds a black feather fan, which complements the black lace gloves.

oh.

This damn sense of ritual.

Yan Nanzhi and the others had never seen anyone go to school dressed so grandly and flamboyantly, and their eyes and hearts were double shocked.

Yan Luo was used to it and helped her straighten her black hat, "You woke up early today?"

You're wearing a bustle, a skirt, and doing your hair. Why don't you get up at five o'clock?

Rong Tangchuo raised his head and looked at her, "It's too late."

She obediently greeted Yan Nuo and Yan Nanzhi, "Sister Nuonuo, hello, Luo Luo's brother."

Yan Nuo nodded to her, grabbed a handful of small melon seeds from the small bag he carried with him, and stuffed it into her hand.

Yan Beihuai also nodded politely to her.

Yan Nanzhi said "Hey", she laughed angrily, and pulled her pigtails, "What do you mean? Are you deliberately ignoring me?"

Rong Tangchu pulled her braid back from Yan Nanzhi's hand, pursed her lips, and turned her head away from looking at him.

"Do you really hold a grudge?" Yan Nanzhi deliberately walked to the side where she tilted her head, and Rong Tangchu turned her head to the other side, not looking at him.

In response, Yan Luo commented, "You deserve it."

Yan Nuo asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

She hasn't looked at her phone since yesterday and doesn't know what happened.

Yan Luoyan was concise and to the point, "Yesterday Yan Nanzhi saw an emoji of a little mouse being put up in a small skirt, and she insisted on saying it was sweet and sour."

Yan Nuo: "You deserve it."

Yan Beihuai: "...deserve it."
Chapter completed!