Monitor* League Secretary "Secretary of the League, hold a monitor meeting for me. I have to prepare for the exchange activities with French friends in the afternoon." "Comrade monitor, primary school students know how to do their own thing. I want to watch the French boys' football training." Cheng Hao looked at Xu Se, who was beaming in front of him and was about to go see the handsome boy, and his heart was stabbed by a hidden arrow. I didn't want her to see the French guy, and if there was any suitable reason to stop her, I had to make a condition casually, "You help me hold the meeting, and I'll treat you to Yakult." "Three bottles." Xu Se looked determined, as if he was going to die heroically for Cheng Hao. "Two bottles." Cheng Hao backed down. "Three bottles." Xu Se insisted. "Two bottles." Cheng Hao struggled. "Three bottles." Xu Se was unmoved. "Deal." Cheng Hao decisively chose the latter between Xu Se going to see other men and three bottles of Yakult. After all, keeping her eyes focused on him was the top priority.