Chapter 1

When a Zhao regained consciousness, he found himself in the car.

She read through the memory transmitted from the system.

The identity of a Zhao in this world is a private tutor invited by his stepmother.

A Zhao looks down at his hands painted with bright red Cardan and the attractive snow white under his tight T-shirt. He is lost in thought.

For a 16-year-old boy who is just at the right age, find a private tutor with such a hot figure and gorgeous appearance to get along with day and night.

Are you sure it's not something?

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The car soon arrived at the destination - a very remote rural villa area.

The person who brought ah Zhao didn't seem to talk to her more. He took her to the door of a room on the second floor.

"Young master, here comes your new teacher."

A Zhao noticed that the housekeeper, who was dressed in a black tuxedo, carefully combed his hair and wrote "prim and respectful" from head to toe, did a very rude thing - he opened the door directly without the consent of the owner of the room.

"Miss Xu, the young master is inside. Please." The housekeeper glanced at a Zhao and said without expression.

A Zhao enters the room.

The door closed gently behind her, separating the inside from the outside.

He frowned.

The open study, in addition to occupying half of the wall of the bookcase, and a lonely desk, a chair, can not find any redundant furnishings.

Black and white decoration, let this piece of space solemn and cold, can not find half silk popularity.

The young man sitting on the chair, as if he didn't feel anyone coming in at all, still half hung his head. He didn't know whether he was in a daze or asleep.

A Zhao walks to him gently.

"Hello, are you Xiao Yan?"

The visitor didn't pay any attention to her.

A Zhao sighed, bent up his index finger and knocked twice on the table.

This time the man finally had some reaction, he slowly raised his head.

A pair of cold and clear black and white eyes were under the bangs which covered most of his forehead.

A Zhao eyes a bright: what a beautiful child!

Xiao Yan looks at the woman dressed up in front of her, conceals the irony in her heart and nods quietly.

His stepmother, Zhao Li, that woman, really spared no effort to add to her obstruction.

A Zhao didn't know what he was thinking. He tried to make himself smile gently: "I'm your new tutor. Xu Zhao, you can call me teacher Xu."

Xiao Yan didn't answer.

A Zhao knew the man's character and didn't care about his reaction. He only held out one hand: "I hope we can get along well in the future."

Xiao Yan's eyes stay on that hand.

White, slender, soft and greasy skin.

What does Zhao Li want to do with a woman like this?

He had some answers in his heart.

The corner of his lips slowly raised a little, as if trying to stretch out his hand, gently put it on the palm of a Zhao's hand.

A Zhao couldn't help shaking: good ice.

The next second, she frowned and stroked her free hand on Xiao Yan's forehead. Without accident, it was cold again.

Feeling the invasion of strange breath, Xiao Yan's whole body was tense for a moment.

He did not hesitate to take out his hand and hit ah Zhao's hand.

A Zhao is caught off guard and cries out in pain. He looks at him in surprise.

Xiao Yan shivered in the chair, a pair of eyes looked at her in horror: "don't, don't touch me..."

"I'm sorry, I don't know you don't like to be close to other people."

She thought for a while, or insisted: "but your temperature is not normal, do you have any discomfort?"

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