Chapter 9 The Rich and Young are a Little Cold 9
Ah Zhao jotted down several pages of notes little by little, and yawned slowly.
The system looked at the time and reminded in a milky voice: "It's already ten o'clock in the evening, and the hostel should pay attention to rest." ”
Ah Zhao nodded, and carefully placed the notebook in his hand on the bedside table.
"Good night, Marshmallow." This is the nickname that Ah Zhao gave to the system.
The system clearly liked the name: "Good night host." ”
The lights in the room dimmed, and Ah Zhao closed his eyes and fell asleep quietly.
It was six o'clock in the morning when I woke up again.
Ah Zhao has never had any worries or worries, and he is naturally full of energy when he wakes up.
She quickly washed up, walked to the next room and knocked on the door.
There was no response as expected.
"Xiao Yan, are you awake?" Ah Zhao patiently knocked on the door again.
Click.
The door opened.
Xiao Yan's neatly dressed figure appeared at the door.
Looking at his appearance, it is obvious that he has not just woken up.
Ah Zhao was a little surprised: "You got up so early?" ”
She has checked the information, and most of the teenagers of normal humans like to stay up late and sleep lazy.
Xiao Yan's eyes darkened, and he casually made a reason: "I have some insomnia and very little sleep." ”
In fact, insomnia is real, but it originated from self-discipline.
He explained so deliberately, just to tell the woman that he was not well.
Ah Zhao's expression was instantly full of distress: Poor male protagonist, it doesn't matter if my father doesn't care about my mother's early death, no one cares, I got a problem at such a young age!
This made Ah Zhao even more determined in his thoughts.
"Since you're up, it's still early, let's go out and run a few laps." Ah Zhao said.
Xiao Yan was stunned.
Only then did he take a closer look at Ah Zhao: the other party was wearing loose and comfortable sportswear, with long hair tied in a ponytail, his face was facing the sky, and his youth was full of vitality.
It's really like a morning exercise.
He was a little incredulous: the other party really wanted to take himself to exercise?
Zhao Li, that woman, doesn't she want to be depressed the most, and it's better to die here quietly?
Seeing that he was silent, Ah Zhao automatically understood that he was unwilling.
If it's anything else, she doesn't force it, but it's about the male protagonist's body.
She looked at Xiao Yan disapprovingly: "The body is the foundation of everything, whether you want it or not, from today on, you have to follow me out every day to exercise and relax." How can you be stuffed in the house all day long? ”
She even felt that most of the problems on the male protagonist's body and personality were stuffy.
Xiao Yan was still at a loss.
Although he is precocious and intelligent, he is only a sixteen-year-old boy in the final analysis, and when he encounters things that he can't calculate, he can't be completely calm.
The next second, he heard Ah Zhao's words:
“…… Look at you, you look so delicate, thin and weak, and you don't have the slightest manly spirit. When I went out, others thought it was a quiet little girl. ”
Ah Zhao said this on purpose, and the book said that men are most taboo for others to say that they are not manly and not heroic enough.
Sure enough, hearing this, Xiao Yan's face flushed slightly.
Most of his current weak appearance is deliberately done by himself, in order to paralyze his stepmother Zhao Li.
In the past, Xiao Yan had also heard the nannies and servants in the villa talk about him, and he had all kinds of ugly words, but he never took it to heart.
But I don't know why, when he heard Ah Zhao say that he was delicate and thin and unmanly, he felt very uncomfortable.