Ah, and you left the master bedroom empty?"

Li Luo was still a little unconscious at this time. When he opened his eyes in a daze, his face was confused by Ying Chanxi's questioning.

He had no ability to organize logically at this time, so he had to rely on his intuition to pull Ying Chanxi into his arms and hug him: "I'm too sleepy...let me sleep a little longer."

Ying Chanxi was hugged by him, and his cheeks suddenly turned red. He struggled on the surface, but he didn't want to break free.

However, Yan Zhusheng, who was standing aside, said abruptly: "Xixi, do you also want to sleep?"

"I, I didn't!" Ying Chanxi finally broke free. Looking at Li Luo who was still very sleepy, he couldn't help but ask, "What time did you two go to bed last night?"

"Sister Yu is preparing a new book and she has been chatting with me all night." Li Luo rubbed his forehead with a headache, "I fell asleep at about three o'clock yesterday. I won't go for the morning run today. You two can go,

Come back and buy some breakfast."

"Okay." Ying Chanxi didn't force it, but glanced at Xu Youyu who was still sleeping soundly on the other side of the bed, and couldn't help but say something more, "How about you go back to your room and sleep?"

"It's too much trouble... let's just make do with it."

"Humph." Ying Chanxi angrily pulled Yan Zhusheng away and went downstairs for a morning run.

At half past six, I brought breakfast back.

Li Luo got out of bed at this time, briefly dealt with the two of them, and then pulled Xu Youyu up from the bed to have breakfast.

"You have a graduation ceremony to attend today, right?" Li Luo reminded, "You are the number one in liberal arts in our school, and you have to prepare to give a speech on stage."

As soon as these words came out, Xu Youyu, who had originally wanted to stay in bed, finally came to his senses, muttered a few words, got out of bed, and put on the school uniform handed over by Li Luo.

The high school graduation ceremony in the morning of the attached No. 1 Middle School was scheduled for eight o'clock in the morning, so I got to the classroom at seven-thirty.

After Xu Youyu finished breakfast, he still had some time to spare.

Although she was still a little sleepy, the remaining time was not enough for her to catch up on her sleep, so she had to sit down at the desk, think about it, and take out the letters that her former classmates had given her.

"What is this?" Li Luo asked curiously.

"It was suggested by my classmates in the previous class." Xu Youyu said, "Imitate the model of the literary club and write letters to the people you want to say something to. This is a letter I received before."

"We all agreed that we can't take it apart until the college entrance examination is over."

"But it was my birthday that day and I forgot about it. I just remembered it."

"So many people wrote to you?" Li Luo was a little surprised, and then he laughed teasingly, "Are they all brave confessions of love letters?"

"What are you thinking about?" Xu Youyu rolled his eyes at him, "At least half of them are gifts from girls, okay?"

"That means there is a fisherman who accepts both men and women."

"Get lost." Xu Youyu said hoarsely, "Don't disturb me from reading the letter."

With that said, Xu Youyu opened a letter casually.

Out of respect for privacy, Li Luo avoided her sight when she opened the letter and took out her phone to read it.

As a result, within a few seconds, Li Luo heard the sound of opening the letter again, and it was opening faster and faster.

Li Luo looked up and saw that Xu Youyu's face was flushed and he was opening the letter frantically. He took one look at it and threw it angrily on the table, then opened another letter, and so on.

At the end, Xu Youyu let out a scream and threw himself on the desk, screaming as if he had been beaten dozens of times.

"What's wrong with you?" Li Luo looked puzzled, but finally couldn't hold it back, picked up one of the letters and took a look.

The next second, he stopped holding back and burst into laughter.

"You're still laughing!" Xu Youyu burst into tears and punched Li Luo on the chest, feeling completely ashamed.

"I think it's okay, it can be considered a graduation surprise." Li Luo suppressed a smile and let Xu Youyu vent.

As for the content of the letter, it is naturally the students of Class 36, senior class, appreciating the monitor’s masterpiece.

I have to say that the writing skills of the students in the liberal arts class are really good, and they are very clear and logical.

But the more serious the compliment was, the more it made Xu Youyu so embarrassed that he wanted to die.

Li Luo held Xu Youyu, who was moaning in his arms, and did not forget to whisper in her ear: "Sister Youyu, don't forget, you have to give a speech on stage today."

"Shut up!"
Chapter completed!