Jiulan Changqing has never given up on his grandson's academic performance, and he will call him every once in a while, if he takes the exam again this time, the old man will definitely teach him a good lesson.

The corners of the lips unconsciously rose.

Afternoon self-study class.

Nine Lan cracked her slender fingers and turned the pen, looking at her from time to time.

The girl lowered her head and wrote quietly, her mind was quick, and her pen was very fast.

I don't know how long it took.

A ballpoint pen rolled over and stopped next to An Xiaoli's test paper.

An Xiaoli turned her head.

The young man's face was unnatural, he lowered his eyes and didn't look at her, and reached out to take the pen.

An Xiaoli turned around and continued to write.

But after a while, the ballpoint pen fell down again and rolled over.

"I'm sorry." Said to be a hanger.

An Xiaoli didn't look up and continued to write.

But after a while, the old trick was repeated.

Looking at the pen that rolled to the side of the scroll and stopped, the slender fingers like jade stretched out and were about to take it, An Xiaoli sighed lightly, turned her head and said to him directly: "Is there something wrong with you?" ”

“……”

Jiu Lan cracked the hand of the pen, and a touch of unnaturalness appeared on the handsome and miserable face, and the roots of the ears were a little red.

There was silence for a few seconds before he said, "It's almost time for the exam." ”

An Xiaoli was silent, waiting for him to continue.

Jiulan Crack frowned and said, "I won't." ”

Seeing that the girl didn't speak, Jiu Lan Crack raised her eyebrows, and raised her voice in annoyance: "You said that you want to give me tutoring, do you want to regret it?" ”

An Xiaoli: "I didn't say I would regret it." ”

“……”

An Xiaoli couldn't help but sigh and said, "You didn't ask me, how do I know where you can't." ”

Jiu Lan Crack looked at her a little dazed.

After a while, he lowered his head and took a blank scroll.

"It won't be."

"None of them."

“…………”

An Xiaoli had to teach him from scratch.

Jiulan Crack moved the chair over, stepped on the bar of her desk with her left leg, and supported her forehead with her left hand, watching her write.

He was so close, close enough to smell the faint smell of his body.

An Xiaoli tried to concentrate herself on the test questions.

The girl's thoughts were clear, and her soft voice echoed.

Jiu Lan's cracked eyes involuntarily moved from the scroll to her body.

The girl lowered her head, her expression serious, her rosy lips opened and closed, and she spat out a soft voice.

After a while, he came back to his senses, his face sank busily, and he continued to read the question.

And when the surrounding classmates saw that Xueshen was there, and could only be enjoyed by Jiulan Crack, it was called a heart-scratching remorse......

Throughout the afternoon, An Xiaoli almost gave him a lecture until the school bell rang in the afternoon.

"Do you understand everything?"

"Hmm."

Jiu Lan responded vaguely, glanced at her, probably didn't understand, the dead duck has a hard mouth.

An Xiaoli shook her head and decided to tell him about it tomorrow.

These days, give him surprise tutoring.

During this time, Xichen was a little shocked to find that Jiu Lan Crack actually came back with a schoolbag after school, and he didn't even play games!

The game used to be his life!

Moreover, when I have time, I am in the study and hold a book to read.

One day, Xichen couldn't help but run to the study and saw Jiu Lanxi sitting on a rotating chair, resting on the table with two legs wide and holding an English book reading.

"Crack, do you play games? The battle royale mode has been updated just now. ”

"Don't fight." Cold voice.

"Then do you play with the dance machine, let's go relax and relax."

"Bang."

Jiu Lan put down the English book and glanced at him impatiently: "Don't disturb my study, okay?" ”

“…………”