The host is collapsing every day

Chapter 24 The school girl is wild 23
Yan Ye's fingertips holding the cup paused for a moment, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he responded in a low voice.

Then he unscrewed the lid of the cup, stuck his thin lips against the rim of the cup, and took two sips to cover up what he had just done.

Mu Ran originally wanted to say that it was her cup, but after seeing Yan Ye drank it indifferently, the words he wanted to utter disappeared from his mouth.

Forget it, just drink it.

808 witnessed the whole process in surprise. It bound Mu Ran, so it naturally knew what she was like before.

When can others touch and dare to touch her things.

"Have you mastered these questions?"

question?
Yan Ye's eyes drooped slightly, and then he saw a long list of dense formulas written on the draft paper.

In order to let him understand, Mu Ran wrote the process in great detail.

But who is Yan Ye, who usually doesn't even know where the books are kept, can he?
Mu Ran stared at the boy's face with a pair of light brown eyes, waiting for his answer.

"Ah."

People who obviously didn't listen to the answer gave serious answers without any psychological burden.

"Now that you know how to do it, just write these few lines first."

Mu Ran pushed the paper in front of him.

Yan Ye: ...

Look down at the question, one second...two seconds...one minute!

Our brother Yan didn't move at all.

After a while, Yan Ye coughed twice, and then said: "Give me the draft and I will take another look."

Damn, what the hell is this, it burns my brain!
Damn, he should have said no just now, that's too bad!
Mu Ran: "..."

This is, so-called, meeting?
Without speaking, he silently handed the draft to him.

Then he watched Yan Ye move the things on the draft paper to the test paper without saying a word.

A few minutes later, Mu Ran took out his paper from his school bag and put it beside him.

Copy it!

It is estimated that this person will not even think about resting until tomorrow.

The library was quiet and quiet. The light from the incandescent lamp shone on the two of them, adding a sense of haze. The profile of their faces showed a perfect arc. Both of them had extremely high looks, and they looked very eye-catching.

Some people have even stopped their own business, looking at them from time to time.

While Yan Ye was copying, Mu Ran was sitting next to him, holding a mobile phone and tapping on the screen with his long white fingers.

After half an hour...

Yan Ye copied everything he could, leaving only Chinese and English compositions.

I was about to go back and make a random copy on the Internet.

Then Mu Ran pushed his mobile phone in front of him.

Her fingers tapped on the table, even the nails were so round and lovely.

"I've already written it down, so I can copy it directly."

Yan Ye raised his eyes, his eyes were filled with a lot of emotions, complex and somewhat shocking, deep and elusive.

After a while, he took the phone over and looked at the page on it.

The top is Chinese, and the bottom is English.

Just now he found out that the girl was knocking on her mobile phone next to her, and she didn't stop.

He thought she was chatting with someone else, but he didn't expect that she was writing a composition for him.

For a moment, I didn't even know what it was like in my heart.

……

For the first time, he felt that these irritating homework were not so annoying.

With an incomparably peaceful heart, I picked up my pen and started writing.

It's not as casual and flamboyant as when he wrote before, but this time, he wrote very slowly.

The tip of the pen rubbed against the scroll surface, making a slight sound.

After concentrating, the boy's handwriting is particularly beautiful, and the strokes are sharp and powerful!
(End of this chapter)