The school grass's sales contract

"Do you like it?" He asked me with a smile.

OhmyGod, I'm dumbfounded, I'm so good at English.

"This is the bed for you." The single bed is only half the size of his bed, and the sheet and quilt cover the pillow is the pattern of the guitar pendant on my neck.

"This is your desk." The desk and chair are in the shape of a guitar, exactly like the one on my neck.

"How did you make this?" I carefully touched the delicate guitar model on the back of the chair. The appearance was so handsome and the details were impeccable.

The small bookshelf on the desk is composed of four small guitars, which can hold dozens of books.I looked at rare objects, with little stars staring straight out of my eyes.

Don't be old, and don't be fooled by the illusion in front of you.That guy Yuan Yan might have some small calculations in his heart.

I was stunned for just a second, and the next moment a palm-sized cake hit my entire face, and my eyes were instantly blurred.

"Ah! Smelly Yuan Yan!"

"Happy birthday!"

We spoke almost simultaneously.

While wiping off the greasy cake on my face, I said angrily, "See if I don't kill you, bastard!"

"Didn't I say I have a surprise for you?" He laughed loudly.

"Who said today is my birthday, have you made a mistake?" I looked at him inexplicably.

"I didn't say it was your birthday, today is my birthday."

Ah, well, how could there be such a weird way to celebrate, it was his birthday, but he gave me a surprise.

"Do you like it?" He tilted his head to look at the bed and desk.

I bit my lip and nodded.

"Then in order to repay me, do you want to stay and serve me well tonight?"

He pointed to the cake on the floor, "Starting from cleaning the room, there are still dirty clothes in the bathroom that haven't been washed for a few days. By the way, get me some supper, and I also want to drink hot milk."

"..."

Don't you think it's strange that this person treats me so badly at the same time.

"So when you say sleep with you, you mean you sleep in your bed and I sleep in mine?"

"Of course, why not?"

"..."