Chapter 9

Little by little, a Zhao wrote down several pages of notes and yawned slowly.

The system looked at the time, the sound of milk reminds: "it's already ten o'clock in the evening, the main attention to rest."

A Zhao nodded and carefully put his notebook in the bedside cabinet.

"Good night, marshmallow." This is a nickname given to the system by a Zhao.

The system obviously liked the name: "good night host."

The light in the room went dark. A Zhao closed his eyes and fell into a quiet dream.

It's six o'clock in the morning.

A Zhao has never had anything on his mind and no worries. When he wakes up, he is naturally full of spirit.

She washed quickly, went to the next room and knocked on the door.

As expected, there was no response.

"Xiao Yan, are you awake?" A Zhao is patient and knocks on the door again.

Click.

The door opened.

Xiao Yan's figure appeared in front of the door.

Judging from his appearance, it is obvious that he did not wake up.

A Zhao some surprised: "you unexpectedly get up so early?"

She has checked the data, normal human teenagers, most of them like to stay up late.

Xiao Yan Mou color a dark, casually pulled a reason: "I have some insomnia, sleep very little."

In fact, insomnia is true, but it has a long history of self-discipline.

He was just trying to tell the woman that she was not well.

Ah Zhao's expression was filled with heartache: poor man, father doesn't care, mother's early death is even if it's no one's care. He's so young that he's got a lot of problems!

This makes a Zhao firm his own ideas.

"Now that you're up, it's still early. Let's go out for a few laps." Ah Zhao said.

Xiao Yan was stunned.

He then took a careful look at a Zhao: the other party was wearing loose and comfortable sportswear, with long hair tied up in a horse's tail, and his face was plain faced and full of youthful vigor.

It really looks like morning exercise.

He couldn't believe that he really wanted to take himself to exercise?

Zhao Li, that woman, is not the most want to let her decadent, the best quietly die here?

Seeing that he didn't say a word, a Zhao automatically understood that he didn't want to.

If it's anything else, she doesn't want it, but it's about the man's body.

She looked at Xiao Yan with disapproval: "body is the foundation of everything. No matter whether you want to or not, from today on, you should follow me out to exercise every day to relax. How can you stay in the house all day long? "

She even felt that most of the problems in the man's body and personality were caused by boredom.

Xiao Yan is still at a loss.

Although he is precocious and intelligent, in the final analysis, he is only a 16-year-old boy. When he encounters something that he can't count on, he can't treat each other peacefully.

The next second he heard a Zhao's words:

" You see, you are so delicate, thin and weak, without any manly spirit. If you go out and have a look, you will think she is a quiet girl. "

Ah Zhao said this on purpose. It is said in the book that men are the most taboo for others to say that they are not manly and not brave enough.

Sure enough, Xiao Yan blushed a little when he heard this.

Most of his frail appearance was deliberately done by himself in order to paralyze his stepmother Zhao Li.

In the past, Xiao Yan had heard the nannies and maids in the villa talking about themselves. He had never paid attention to them.

But I don't know why. When I heard a Zhao say that he was delicate and thin and not manly, he was very uncomfortable.