Ninety school bully's little sweet wife

Lin Zhiyun went home and told her mother that she was going to prepare for the international mathematics competition next year, and the school could not teach her anything, so she did not go to school for the time being.

Duan Yuehua is in a dilemma. International mathematics competitions are very important. Not to mention whether her daughter has the ability to win awards abroad, but she must not be much worse than others. Otherwise, the country will lose face, so this supplementary class must be made up!

But now my daughter is in her third year of high school, and she has refused to be recommended, so the college entrance examination is a turning point in her fate.

"I will take the monthly exam every month. As long as the monthly exam is not the first in my grade, the school will let me go back to class." Lin Zhiyun said.

Duan Yuehua felt relieved after hearing the words.

"Does that mean I want to find you a tutor?" Duan Yuehua was in a hurry. She knew that a competition teacher was different from an ordinary teacher, especially when participating in international competitions. This ordinary teacher couldn't teach her daughter well!

"Brother Wei is here, so there's no need to look for anyone else." Lin Zhiyun said confidently.

The summer homework that Wei Mian gave her was passed around by the school teacher as a model among all high school classes, and it was called a textbook-like summer homework.

In her previous life, she studied abroad, and many learning methods were tailor-made for her by Wei Mian. It was because of Wei Mian's help that she was able to balance her studies and work.

"Where does he have time to teach you?" Duan Yuehua doesn't doubt Xiaowei's ability, but she doubts whether Xiaowei has the time.

There are so many things for Xiaowei himself, such trivial things as her daughter's make-up lessons...

Although she, as a mother, doesn't think it's a trivial matter, for her daughter to go abroad to participate in the competition, it is an extremely honorable thing for their old Duan family!
But for Xiao Wei, this matter is an insignificant matter, right?
After all, a genius like Xiao Wei must go to the competition every three days.

Before her master found out that she was at home on leave, Lin Zhiyun ran upstairs to look for Wei Mian. Although she couldn't help much, she could still record and organize the data.

Lin Zhiyun went upstairs very smoothly, no one would stop her.

"Could it be that you haven't slept or eaten all this time?" Lin Zhiyun looked at the defending champion whose eyes were bloodshot, and his expression sank.

"There is one last bit of finishing work." The rest of the research work can be done by others without defending the title.

"How long?" Lin Zhiyun suppressed her anger, she almost forgot that he had no sense of time in the laboratory.

She was reluctant to control him, reluctant to force him, but it would harm his body.

"Ten...eight hours..." The defending champion instinctively changed the time, but what's the difference between ten hours and eight hours?
"I'm very tired, I want to rest." Lin Zhiyun said to him.

"Then you go to rest?" Defending knew that what she said was not that simple, but he didn't want to give up halfway for a little finishing touch.

"I stayed up with you all night last night, and I took another day of class during the day, and now I need you to accompany me." Afraid that he would disagree, Lin Zhiyun directly took his hand and led him out.

Wei Mian could easily stop her footsteps and stop her movements, and he also struggled in his expression, but he was still pulled out of the laboratory by Lin Zhiyun, without even taking off his white coat.

When Lin Zhiyun went down to the second floor, she suddenly became cautious, took Wei Mian's hand, and signaled him not to speak loudly with her eyes.

The defending champion depends on her, and when opening the door of his own house, he is always cautious and sneaky.

"I'm afraid that my mother will show up suddenly." Lin Zhiyun took his hand and smiled embarrassedly.

Now the two of them are like a young couple who met secretly without their parents' backs and held hands secretly.

"..." Wei Mian didn't quite understand, in his opinion, they were already a couple of lovers, there was really no need for this.

"I didn't go back last night, my mother was very worried." Lin Zhiyun said.

"So tonight, I'm going back first, and then I'll come to you after my mother is asleep." Lin Zhiyun answered without waiting for Wei Mian to say anything.

"..." Wei Mian felt that this was not necessary, but seeing Lin Zhiyun's excited expression, he chose to remain silent.

"Go and wash up first, and then I'll give you a massage!" Lin Zhiyun wanted to show off her skills!
In her previous life, she also learned massage in order to defend her title, but that kind of massage was different from the bone-setting massage that Lin Zhiyun was learning now.

The former can only treat the symptoms, but the latter can cure the disease.

The defending champion has always had a bad cervical spine due to work reasons. She knew that Miseri does not know how to massage.

After the defending champion washed up, he came out in his nightgown.

Lin Zhiyun cleared her throat, "Should I press it first, or sleep first?"

"Aren't you tired?" Wei Mian asked her, he didn't think it mattered, and it was not uncommon for him to not sleep for a few days and nights before.

"I slept for a while at school at noon." Lin Zhiyun said.

"I'll dry your hair first." Lin Zhiyun took a dry towel to help him wipe his hair again.

Wei Mian sat by the bed, and while Lin Zhiyun was brushing his hair, he was also looking at her.

Lin Zhiyun's hair was a little curly, and her skin was tender and white, like the petals of a branch that had just sprouted, soft and pink.

At this moment, she was focusing on brushing his hair, his shadow was reflected in her black eyes, and her eyes were all about him.

Such concentration, but there is a feeling of affection, it seems that her heart is also full of his shadow.

Wei Mian obviously sat on the edge of the bed in a casual posture, and he was also quiet, but it made people feel that even the strands of his hair exuded a kind of abstinence and coquettishness of a noble young master.

"Why are you always looking at me?" Lin Zhiyun's face was on fire from his watching.

"If you don't look at who are you looking at?" The defending champion still looked at her.

"Don't look!" Lin Zhiyun said angrily.

The defending champion smiled, his expression remained the same.

Lin Zhiyun stared at him in embarrassment, and if she looked again, she would eat him up!

"Your hair is already half dry. You lie on the bed and turn your head this way, and I'll continue blowing it for you." Lin Zhiyun arranged fiercely on purpose.

The defending champion obediently lay down on it.

"Close your eyes." Lin Zhiyun ordered.

"If you don't close it... I'll blow it in your eyes?" Lin Zhiyun shook the hair dryer and said threateningly.

Wei Mian closed his eyes helplessly, his jet-black hair was messily scattered around his cheeks...

After taking a shower, his lips were extremely rosy, and against that ascetic face, he had an urge to ravage him.

Lin Zhiyun was dumbfounded, she wanted to kiss such a lively scene.

Defending the crown is her object, so it's okay for her to kiss her, right?
Thinking of this, Lin Zhiyun lowered her head and wanted to taste it.

But halfway through, Wei Mian opened his eyes, eyes as black as night, but blazing like torches, carrying a burning heat, fixedly looking at her.

The two got close for a while, and when Lin Zhiyun couldn't hold back, Wei Mian asked her to go home and rest...

"What did you say?" Lin Zhiyun was panting slightly, her eyes were misty, foggy, watery, and her face was filled with disbelief, it was obvious that he had reacted just now!