After Jiujiu told Li Xiaoyang and Han Mo'er to let them go first, she went to Yang ran and whispered, "teacher, are you free this afternoon? How about I invite you to dinner?"

Yang ran picked up the paper bag full of examination papers, cleaned it up and said, "I'm going to review the papers today. Maybe I don't have time. Next time."

Jiujiu: "if the teacher doesn't dislike it, I can help you mark the paper."

Yang ran: "

"Don't worry, teacher. I've read almost the book of advanced mathematics. If you don't worry, I can only help you read the relatively simple blank filling questions. How about it?" Jiujiu looked at Yang ran with a pleading face.

Yang ran chuckled: "well, I'll go to the office and bring the papers of other classes, or I'll call you later."

Jiujiu: "no, I'll just wait for the teacher under the office building."

Yang ran: "OK."

With Yang Ran's consent, Jiujiu happily followed Yang ran to the office building, and even helped Yang ran pick up his handbag.

At the corner, Yang ran looked back slightly and could see Jiujiu's light and excited face. It seemed that if Jiujiu had a small tail, it would shake up crazily. Yang ran thought so.

After Yang ran got the examination papers of other classes, they went to the parking lot together.

Yang ran looks handsome. Although he is a little old, he wins in his mature and stable temperament. When they walk together, they are especially harmonious.

Find Yang Ran's car, Jiu Jiu gets on the bus, looks at Yang ran in the driver's seat, smiles and says, "last time I sent you home. This time, please send me home."

Jiujiu smiled and talked with her baby fat. Her small face looked lovely and soft, which made Yang Ran's mood relaxed in an instant.

"What to eat?" Yang ran looked at Jiujiu sideways. Although Jiujiu said she coughed lightly, Yang ran was ready to pay the bill for a while, but he didn't expect Jiujiu to look at him and say, "the teacher has to review the papers of four classes today. It must be very tired. Otherwise, let's go to the supermarket to buy some vegetables and I'll cook for the teacher myself."

"Can you cook?" Yang ran looked at Jiuyi's face in surprise.

Jiujiu nodded and winked at Yang ran playfully: "why, don't you believe I can cook? I'm very powerful."

"No." Yang ran shook his head, and then came back to his mind. The person who can't cook is Yan Qing, not Jiu Jiu.

With a slight smile, he was confused again. Yang ran lowered his eyes and said, "let's go."

After Jiu Jiu asked Yang ran what he liked to eat, she went to the supermarket to make a big purchase. In order to show that she was her own treat, Jiu Jiu especially insisted that she didn't let Yang ran pay the bill, but paid for it herself. Of course, she also used her own point card.

Yang Ran's heart softened again when she saw Jiujiu's sweet and simple smile after she had a few more points on the scorecard.

Jiujiu is still a child, he thinks so.

Yang ran bought his house after graduation. He has everything in it. It's just because he lives alone. He doesn't like cooking very much. The kitchen utensils are relatively new, but fortunately, there are a wide range of things to cook a meal.

Jiujiu asks Yang ran to correct the paper, while he plunges into the kitchen and starts cooking.

Because it was two people, Jiujiu didn't cook many dishes. There were only six dishes, three meat and three vegetables, and a soup. They ate just right.

Yang ran thought that Jiujiu said that he could cook, but he didn't expect that Jiujiu's cooking would be so delicious. He had eaten the meals of many famous hotel chefs, but Yang ran inexplicably felt that the chefs' skills were not as good as Jiujiu's, especially the braised meat, which was delicious enough for people to swallow their tongue.

After eating and drinking enough, Jiujiu covered his bulging belly, blinked, and looked at Yang Ran's especially sincere suggestions: "teacher, why don't you wash the dishes."

Yang ran was stunned.

Jiujiu continued: "that, that, I cook at home. My father washes the dishes. I don't like washing the dishes."

Although there is detergent now, Jiujiu still feels that those oil stains stick to her hands, which is very uncomfortable.

Yang ran chuckled, looked at Jiujiu's shy little red face because of his excuse, and got up to wash the dishes.

Looking at Yang Ran's back, Jiujiu couldn't help saying in her heart that she was really a good man.

When Yang ran came back, Jiujiu had been sitting at his desk waiting for him. Seeing him coming back, he immediately said, "teacher, let me help you correct your paper."

Jiujiu said, looking at the thick stack of papers piled together, she couldn't help feeling sorry for Yang ran.

A person's paper seems to be nothing, but when the papers of the four classes are stacked together, it looks particularly spectacular. In particular, Yang Ran has to correct this pile of papers alone. It's hard to die.

Looking at the heartache in Jiujiu's eyes, Yang ran was inexplicably warm. After laughing, he pointed to another pile of papers he had corrected and said, "first calculate the total score of these papers, and I'll assign you other tasks."

"OK."

After Jiujiu finished, he immediately took the pile of papers mentioned by Yang ran and began to calculate the score. After that, he wrote the score on the side register.

At the beginning of the calculation, Jiujiu found that this was the high score of his class.

With the passage of time, when calculating the pile of Luohai's dormitory, he looked at the low score, and Jiujiu took a smoke from the corners of his mouth. He immediately thought of the scene that Yang ran stood in front of Luohai several people during the exam.

With Yang ran watching, who dares to cheat, so this low score, tut tut.

Jiujiu didn't want to see Luo Hai. Now they didn't do well in the exam. Jiujiu was happy in an instant. Xiaozui unconsciously hummed a small hanging son, and even the hand writing the score unconsciously became lighter.

Jiujiu's voice was very soft and waxy. Although it was a random hum, it was particularly sweet and moving. Yang ran couldn't help stopping writing and listening carefully.

Jiujiu lowered his head and counted the score. When he felt that someone seemed to be looking at him, Yang ran had looked at her for a long time. When he saw Jiujiu looking at her, Yang ran was stunned. Then he quickly lowered his head, but the erect ear tips became ruddy bit by bit.

He is shy.

Looking at Yang Ranhong's small ears, Jiujiu's mood is more happy. The originally disorganized tune has also become an ancient folk song.

The sweet female voice whispered and sang. Although she hummed in a language she didn't understand, the sweet tone turned into feelings bit by bit and slowly integrated into Yang Ran's heart, which made his heart beat more violently and made him look up at Jiu Jiu.

very much enamored.