【ABO】Wolf A always loves to cry during his susceptible period

— everything seems to be back to normal.

Except Xiao's wallet, which is unusually dry.

A thousand pieces of gold buys a strong man and bends his waist.

The prize money from the basketball game was fed to Xiaokubao.

In the same way, in order to save Little Crying Bag from being born, the prize money from the Shujing was swindled by Chen Feng.

Although Chen Feng's end would only be worse, each family cried, and Xiao Xingzhi had to endure hardships to earn money again.

So, in addition to delivering milk every morning, his part-time job in the coffee shop has not been left behind.

I have to cook for the little crying bag.

"Brother, did you secretly hide Hermione's Time-Turner behind my back?"

In the coffee shop, the khaki fabric seat by the window is slightly higher, and Su Nanjin dangled his feet, taking the sugar cube from Xiao Xingzhi.

Xiao Xingzhi glanced at Su Nanjin: "It's okay, don't make trouble."

As he spoke, he brought coffee, topped with almond-grass-shaped cream, which was rich and tangy.

"Hey, I want to see how my brother looks in uniform."

Different from the Count Vampire's dress in the amusement park, although the cafe uniform is Western-style, it has a more everyday atmosphere, linen vest, white shirt, black trousers, warm and masculine.

Xiao Xingzhi didn't like this, and said lightly: "Weibo, school post bar, classmates, there are ten thousand ways to see me in uniform than running here foolishly."

"Dry photos, how can they compare with what they saw with their own eyes?" Su Nanjin muttered.

Although his mobile phone photo album is already full of photos of his brother.

Xiao Xingzhi ignored him and wanted to leave with his coffee.

Su Nanjin followed behind him like a little tail, babbling and talking at length, like a little master.

"I haven't had dinner with you for several weeks. Every time you rush home and finish cooking, you pack your bags and go out without even a chance to talk."

"Delivering milk, attending classes, cooking, and having a part-time job in the coffee shop, when do you go to bed?"

The man put down the coffee pot, supported the bar with his hands, and looked at him indifferently: "Between classes, and when you shut up."

"What about homework? Don't tell me that the teacher even waived your homework. Brother, you have to study."

"There's enough time for class."

Su Nanjin was dumbfounded by these words.

It turned out that this person was not taking notes carefully during class, but secretly completing homework behind the teacher's back.

Cunning, what kind of good student is he?

He wants to find the teacher to report him.

"After finishing the coffee, go back and finish the homework."

"Okay." Su Nanjin lowered his head and dragged out the ending sound.

Su Xiaokuibao is very obedient now.

The body became thinner, and Xiao Xingzhi moved in.

The two incidents were a blessing in disguise, making Su Nanjin's excitement last for two or three weeks.

Someone becomes a male mother.

Cook on time every day, stare at the little crying bag to eat until it is [-]% full, control the snacks, and supervise the little crying bag to go to bed early, get up early and exercise frequently.Have to continue to work pitifully.

That's all for work, a certain little crying bag often comes to make people angry.

like this time.

"Ah, little brother, how old are you?"

"I'm eighteen."

"You are so young, brother, are you a model? You are thin and good-looking."

"Not at all, hehe."

"Does my brother usually have a lot of homework? Why do you come to the coffee shop when you have time?"

"The homework is much better. If it wasn't for waiting for someone, I wouldn't be here."

Saying that, Su Nanjin glanced resentfully at someone in uniform who was grinding coffee beans.

His eyelashes are long, his face is small and his eyes are big, and his eyes are piercing, like a doll in the palm of his hand.

The author has something to say about Xiao Xingzhi: the poor are dead.

Su Nanjin: So when will my brother be willing to spend my money?

Su Nanjin: I'm dying of anxiety.