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Mecha Slave Contract Chapter 6: rule

"It's normal to have an elite student like me in the school. It is a miracle to have an idiot like you." Yuan Xi glanced at Luo Xiaolou contemptuously, continued to lower his head to eat, and complained again within two minutes: "Difficulty." If you eat it to death, why are all potatoes? Don't you know other dishes besides potatoes in your simple brain?"

Luo Xiaolou glanced at the steaming potato shreds not far away, then looked at the original picky eyes, and whispered: "Then change it tomorrow, it's too late to buy it today."

Yuan Xi snorted, and finally said nothing.

Luo Xiaolou breathed a sigh of relief, finished the meal with the fastest speed, and then walked to his room.

"Hey, you will clean up the table in a while." A natural order came from behind.

"...I see, I will come out in half an hour."

Originally, he probably had enough blows at Luo Xiaolou, and didn't stop him again.

Luo Xiaolou came out in an hour, and there was no one in the living room anymore.

Looking at the clean plate, Luo Xiaolou twitched the corner of his mouth and said something was not delicious, but he had not finished eating all of it. Moreover, washing the dishes and tidying the table does not take two minutes at all in this era. What kind of family can raise this kind of-this kind of superb bastard!

Just looking at the materials of the original clothes, he can't buy them. Why should a young master of such a big family come to him, and have no intention of leaving?

Is it running away from home?

Thinking of this, Luo Xiaolou had a sense of superiority of gloating. Although this body is only seventeen years old, he turned out to be a working man after graduating from university, and this nasty person is just a little devil who is still arguing with his family. At this time, Luo Xiaolou selectively forgot about this little devil. The fact that he has dared to kill.

With such self-comfort, Luo Xiaolou was mentally balanced again.

At this moment, the door of the master bedroom opened, and Yuan Xi wandered out of it.

Luo Xiaolou's actions to clean up the dishes suddenly became stiff. Although he had tried to ignore the past, some people's sense of existence was too strong.

Yuan Xi looked at Luo Xiaolou, who was busy inside, at the door of the kitchen. When he finished his work, he said: "Go to the study, I am going to set some rules for our future life."

As soon as he heard the next two words, Luo Xiaolou's eyes began to turn black.

The two entered the study in tandem, maintaining a completely different mental outlook. Although Luo Xiaolou hadn't had time to take care of his new home seriously, the attached furniture also made the study look like.

A large bookcase, a white desk with a computer on it, and an all-in-one machine on one side. Luo Xiaolou hasn't studied its specific function yet. He can only print, scan, and copy.

Yuan Xi was sitting on the only chair with a carefree long legs. Then he looked up at Luo Xiaolou, beckoning him to stand in front of him.

"I saw the clothes you washed. Although they are ugly, they are barely qualified." Yuan Xi said kindly. He felt that even if he was a slave, he should give a sweet date with a stick, of course. Don't make the slave too proud, otherwise he will never know how to make progress.

Opposite this alternative compliment, Luo Xiaolou didn't know what he should say. In the end, he realized that Yuanyuan was waiting for his reaction, and his face was getting darker and darker, so he could only say dryly: " Well, I don’t know how to fold clothes, maybe I don’t have that talent."