Mecha Slave Contract Chapter 32: untitled

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Luo Xiaolou considered it for a long time, but before leaving on Saturday, he plucked up the courage to ask Master Yan for leave. Master Yan was originally as dark as Gong Bao, when he heard Luo Xiaolou said he was going to buy materials, he glared at Luo Xiaolou, waved his hand, and said impatiently, "Go away, work overtime for tomorrow's work, don't I think I will arrange other time for you!"

Luo Xiaolou laughed. He didn't care how much he did. In fact, he preferred Old Man Yan to arrange more, so that he could learn more.

Respectfully thanked, Luo Xiaolou turned and left the laboratory where there was no one else except Master Yan.

"Well, your little disciple is very motivated. If you are in a place like yours, you still buy the materials yourself. Don't reprimand the kids all the time. Whenever he can't bear it and runs away crying, I'll see where you can find it." A voice said with a smile.

Master Yan, who was checking the report, became unhappy, his eyes widened, and angrily: "He dare!"

Mother, of course my disciples have to listen to me, otherwise they can listen to you? !

If you don't know how to make a tool, how can a child get used to it, don't I strictly require him to meet the standards I want? Besides, what happened to the reprimand? Isn't my group of assistants getting used to it well? If I speak softly—Master Yan himself shivered first—can they prepare what I want so quickly according to my requirements?

Wait, isn't this guy photographing my disciple?

"He is the person I like. You are not dead. Don't try to get his idea." Master Yan immediately warned arrogantly, although Master Yan never said-of course he may have forgotten to mention-Luo Xiao Lou is his disciple, but since he thinks so in his heart, Luo Xiaolou is of course his disciple.

what? opposing view? Of course there can be, but I don’t accept it. Whoever has any comments, come over and tell me seriously!

Well, as for Luo Xiaolou, seeing his cowardly and obedient temperament, he dare not say anything. Besides, I have never seen anyone who is rushing to become an apprentice to me. Hmm—in case Luo Xiaolou really doesn’t want to do it, I’ll be a little more polite to Luo Xiaolou, but obviously according to my personality, I can’t hold on for a few days...

While Master Yan was struggling here, Luo Xiaolou was rushing to home in a floating bus briskly. On the way, Luo Xiaolou contacted Artes and made an appointment for the meeting time and place tomorrow. He didn't want to go home and contact Yuanxi in front of him. After all, he prepared a birthday present for Yuanxi, and if he let him know in advance, there would be no surprises at all.

Moreover, Yuan Xi didn't know what awkward was making two days ago, and his face was dark and composed all day long, but it was impossible to say that he was angry with him.

That guy eats and goes to school is still normal, even when he is cooking in Luo Xiaolou, he prefers to go to the kitchen, like a cat who wants to eat but is very proud, arrogantly turning around at your feet —What a stumbling block.

When he sleeps, he occupies a bigger bed. Knowing that he is not sleeping honestly, he will always fall asleep and fall asleep on him, and he has been squeezing over. What exactly does this guy want to make...

After dinner, Yuanxi, who wandered around in the ancient martial arts hall during the day, asked for a massage. Luo Xiaolou pressed it from head to back. Yuanxi closed his eyes and leaned against Luo Xiaolou. Then enjoy He almost hummed comfortably. Luo Xiaolou observed the original while massaging, and found that he had dark circles under his eyes.

Luo Xiaolou was startled. Could it be that every day he rushed over, causing trouble to the original past, so he never slept, okay?

That night, Luo Xiaolou stayed awake. He was going to wait for Yuan Xi to fall asleep again. He couldn't get overwhelmed because Yuan Xi was getting along better and better now. Luo Xiaolou closed his eyes and disassembled the parts in his hand like playing a Rubik's Cube.

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