Bai sang hasn't figured out how to talk to Pu Ze. Pu Ze sits directly on the sofa opposite her.

"Are you sure you can pass me?" The corners of the lips smile rather than smile, with a casual languid dispersion.

She knew that Puze must be very popular at school.

"I've read your paper and know you're smart. You're sure to pass." Bai sang smiled softly and sweetly and didn't take his indifference to heart at all.

The handsome young man frowned slightly and his smile gradually changed. "You can say anything for money."

Bai Sang was not angry at his words. He took out the paper he wrote, spread it on the table and pointed to the paper. "In fact, you can pass, but you are too lazy to pass. There are several correct answers to avoid very well, and it makes people very angry."

Puze's eyes narrowed slightly: "what do you mean?"

"These answers happen to be the correct answers. Is it angry with the teacher to have one more number or one less number?"

Bai sang carefully read the paper he wrote.

According to so many world's understanding of anti pickpocketing, he should come to every world with his own brain, so he won't be stupid.

Although these papers were a mess, it can be seen from a little closer that he deliberately didn't write several questions.

Bai sang couldn't help laughing when he saw the paper.

Pu Ze raised his eyebrows and looked at the girl in front of him with cunning eyes, white cheeks bulging, smiling eyes, as if he knew him like the back of his hand.

"Don't want to learn, you go."

He got up, put his hands in his pockets and walked to the room.

I thought this man would leave like those make-up teachers before, but I didn't expect to hear footsteps behind him.

A little strange, turned around and saw the girl holding the paper hurrying behind him.

"What are you doing with me? Didn't you hear me let you go?"

Bai sang shook his head. "I take the money to do business. Your mother has hit my bank card with the deposit. How can you leave without doing business."

Pu Zejun's face looked a little bad. "I said I didn't need your teaching. Isn't it more comfortable to take money without doing anything?"

"Comfort is comfort, but your conscience can't pass. Even if you don't listen to my class, you have to pretend."

"You... Are so noble."

Pu Ze, who has a sharp mouth outside, doesn't know why he can't find her in the face of this white and tender face.

Bai sang turned his head and looked around: "where do we have class? If you still refuse, I don't mind going to your room to teach you."

Puze has some pain in his skull. It's not that he hasn't met such a pestering teacher.

I'm sure I'll find a chance to drive this man away in the future.

"Study."

The two walked back and forth to the study.

Bai Sang was so happy that she finally let Pu Ze agree, although she looked very reluctantly.

I can guess what this guy will do in the future.

Fortunately, when I was at home, I had prepared the lessons well and had a very detailed teaching content.

When making up classes, Pu Ze showed her expected laziness. She played with her mobile phone in one hand and wasn't listening at all.

Bai sang doesn't mind, as long as he can come to the class.

The day passed in the blink of an eye.

She also had a good meal at Pu's house.

In the afternoon, Pu Ze slept directly on the table. Bai sang kindly covered him with clothes and was thrown on the ground.

"Are you finished?" Puze stood up and looked impatient.

"That's it."

Bai sang sighed.

I can't help comforting myself. It's all right. This is the first day.