High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 775
Yang Moyan was a little surprised.

Seeing that the boy had already passed the second math test paper, if it wasn't for this guy, he would be in front of his eyes, and he would know all his actions.

Otherwise, he would really think that the boy had read the answer before.

It's really a plug-in.

"After this one is done, take a 5-minute break, and I will give you a summary and explain the wrong questions."

Yang Moyan put down the test paper in his hand.

Lin Zhaoxia kept writing and calculating on the draft paper, and when she heard that, she nodded almost subconsciously.

That look is really extremely serious.

Side view.

The teenager's eyelashes appear to be longer.

The profile on the side is also distinct, exquisite and handsome.

The boy didn't change his clothes, he was still wearing the one she took yesterday.

Because of the ill-fitting clothes, the whole person seemed to be much smaller.

The cuffs were rolled up high, revealing the tender little arms.

The ten fingers are very slender.

The buttons on the neckline were not buttoned very honestly.

Instead, untie the top two.

As a result, the collarbone is exposed a lot.

Small and delicate.

The inexplicable is the allure.

I want to leave some traces.

Knowing that looking at it like this is simply torturing yourself.

But Yang Moyan just propped his face sideways, and his gaze fell on the person in front of him without moving the slightest bit.

Totally never tire of watching.

It has a sweet smell, soft and fragrant.

Surrounding infinitely at the tip of the nose.

That's the smell of a teenager.

But this situation did not last long.

It's about 3 minutes or so.

The phone rang suddenly.

This made Yang Moyan's eyes finally move over.

The silence of the room was broken.

Even the young man who was earnestly calculating the questions couldn't help but raise his eyes.

"It's okay, you continue."

Yang Moyan patted her on the head, as if to comfort her.

Then he picked up his phone and walked to the window.

"Hello," he pressed the answer button, and a voice came from over there, "Master, there is an international meeting today, sir is here, you must attend this meeting."

Yang Moyan looked sideways at Lin Zhaoxia, who was still struggling with the test paper, and lowered his voice, "When?"

There was a quick reply, "Ten o'clock in the morning."

This made Yang Moyan subconsciously look at the clock on the side of the study.

15 minutes left, right now.

"I will not go to the company, and the video will be transferred to my laptop."

The little assistant brother who had just come back from being sent to Africa and had been blackmailed for a while heard his young master's words, his eyes widened a bit, "No, young master, you're not coming?"

Yang Moyan raised his lips, "Look at what you're doing? Once in Africa, it was dark, what's so interesting about it."

As soon as the words fell, the phone was dropped.

The assistant brother who was poked in the heart: "..."

that kind of psychology.

After being poisoned.

Suddenly there is a desire to perform a color change on the spot.

Yang Moyan didn't come, the assistant looked at the managers of various departments who were still waiting in the conference room behind him, feeling uneasy in his heart, but the meeting was about to start, he had to swallow his saliva, and pushed open the door ——

As soon as they entered the door, everyone's eyes fell, followed by a group of inquiries.

"Assistant, is the young master coming?"

"Yeah, the young master hasn't shown up for several days, and I still have a lot of reports to submit."

"Today is an important transnational meeting. Sir, the president is also here."

That sir, President.

Not referring to anyone else.

It was Yang Moyan's father who was abroad to attend the meeting there.

(End of this chapter)