"You?"
It's not that Xiaoqi doesn't believe it, but that he hasn't studied in five years. He's afraid that he forgot all the contents of the textbook.
He Yanzhi's mysterious smile doesn't explain, and he returns to the hotel with a small seven in diameter.
"Remember, knock at the door at dinner." He Yanzhi leads Xiaoqi into the room with special instructions.
Remember to nod at the beginning and blink at he Yanzhi: "don't worry, brother he, just enjoy the world of two."
Not only that, at the beginning of the book, he consciously brought the door to the two of them.
After entering the room, he Yanzhi directly put little seven's schoolbag on the sofa, and then dragged her to sit on her own legs and hug her neck.
"Miss me?"
Xiaoqi's heart beat faster and her face turned red, but she didn't hide her feelings. She replied, "I think so."
He Yanzhi is very satisfied with her answer. He pinches her chin and kisses her gently.
This is the taste, this soft taste, let little seven worry about the whole day.
Unconsciously, the two moved and kissed more and more intensely. In such a big room, at the moment, only two people suck each other's voice
After a long time, he Yanzhi released Xiaoqi: "I really want to eat you now."
Xiaoqi hugs him Yanzhi and tries to calm down her thoughts. But half a time later, she feels that she failed and says to him: "I I want to eat you, too. "
He Yanzhi was stupefied and coughed softly. He said to Xiaoqi, "do your homework."
"There's a thief's heart, there's no thief's courage." Little seven got up from him and muttered uncontrollably.
He Yanzhi has some helplessness: "it's because of you that I don't want to be casual."
Little seven knew that he was for later, he picked up his schoolbag and sat beside the tea table: "come here, don't you want to teach your lessons?"
He Yanzhi got up, sat down behind Xiaoqi, and surrounded her with his arms: "are you still partial to science?"
"No way In those years when you left, I wrote love letters to many boys, and then I practiced. " Small seven light hum, "this is really a good way."
"How many boys are you sure? Instead of writing it in your own diary? " He Yanzhi saw through her at a glance.
Small seven turn, looking at the man behind, some awkward: "why do you have to tear it down."
He Yanzhi smiled silently and kissed Xiaoqi on the back of his head: "it seems that he went back to that time..."
Little seven thought he was joking, so he really handed he Yanzhi the math problem he didn't understand: "do you solve it?"
He Yanzhi took over the textbook, looked at it for a while, then picked up the pen, pasted it on Xiaoqi's face, and pressed her down: "look at it well, I will solve it once."
Small seven see him take out the sketch paper to calculate, in the heart of a silent surprise, hard not, this person is really genius?
A moment later, the solution idea has appeared on the draft paper, and the answer is ready to come out.
"You said you're a jerk. How can you do math?"
"What? Can't hooligans have culture? " He Yanzhi held her hand with a smile and returned the pen to her. "Even if it's for you, I can't let myself degenerate."
Seven little hearts tremble.
"I can't let myself be too far behind you..."
He Yanzhi's words may sound understated, but no one knows what kind of efforts he has made behind his back.
Little seven couldn't help but lean on he Yanzhi's arms. Speaking of love words, he was also full of skills: "never mind, I don't dislike it. After all, I will marry dogs and chickens."