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Shen Jiu originally thought that Song Qing'an would have to study for a long time, but Song Qing'an quickly made her understand what it meant to be a genius.

Song Qing'an didn't like Chinese very much, but he was very good at mathematics, and it took almost only a month to learn books from the first grade to the fourth grade.

Shen Jiu looked at Song Qing'an, who held up the homework to himself, and his mood was a little complicated.

She took the homework, then glanced at the answers roughly, compared the standard answers, drew a big tick for him, put the homework book on the table, and routinely complimented: "Xiao Ann is awesome." ”

Song Qingan looked up at her, his eyes were shining, as if they were clustered with stars.

Shen Jiu coughed lowly, thought about it, and felt that Song Qing'an's level was no longer a problem in the last fourth grade, so he found a final exam question and gave it to Song Qing'an: "If Xiao An can make all these papers, he can go to school with me." ”

Song Qing'an took the scroll and nodded heavily, but then he didn't start doing it immediately, but kept staring at Shen Jiu.

Shen Jiu thought for a long time, and then finally found the reason.

She smiled and touched Song Qing'an's head, and then promised, "Well, it's sitting around Ah Jiu." ”

Song Qingan raised his head, pulled the collar of Shen Jiu's clothes, motioned for her to bow her head, and then leaned over and kissed her on the cheek.

He skillfully completed this series of movements, and then turned around with satisfaction, took the test papers, bowed his head and began to write seriously.

Shen Jiu moved the stool and sat aside to look at him.

Song Qingan sat upright at the desk, holding a pen, bowing his head slightly, and looking at the scroll very seriously. His eyelashes were long, and they hung down slightly, like butterfly wings.

There are a lot of volumes, and Song Qingan has been doing it for a long time.

Shen Jiu was still staring at him seriously at first, but it didn't take long for him to squint and start to sleepy.

She was half-asleep when she suddenly noticed someone gently touching her waist, and suddenly woke up.

Shen Jiu hadn't fully awakened yet, squinted, raised his hand in a daze, and waved it over, and then slapped it on a soft thing.

Song Qing'an's hand was wrapped around his waist.

Song Qingan didn't seem to expect her to wake up suddenly, so she let go of her hand and stood in front of her obediently, with her head down, as if she hadn't done anything.

Shen Jiu tugged at his lips and stared at Song Qing'an: "What did you want to do just now?" ”

Song Qing'an raised his head, stared at Shen Jiu, blinked his eyes slightly, and then shook his head slightly.

Xiao An didn't do anything.

He kept looking at Shen Jiu, and seeing that Shen Jiu didn't look angry, he quickly came over again, hugged Shen Jiu's arm, leaned his head on her arm, rubbed it lightly, and then took Shen Jiu's hand and took her to the desk.

Song Qing'an pushed several volumes on the desk in front of Shen Jiu, then tilted his head and began to stare at Shen Jiu.

He was trying to change the subject.

Shen Jiu corrected him according to the answer, while recalling Song Qing'an's actions just now, and then came to a somewhat ridiculous conclusion.

Shen Jiu stopped his pen and looked at Song Qing'an with an unpredictable expression: "Did Xiao An just want to carry me to bed to sleep?" ”

Song Qingan paused slightly.

He opened his eyes wide and looked at Shen Jiu innocently and innocently, with a look like I didn't know I didn't understand and I didn't understand.

Shen Jiu smiled a little, she touched Song Qing'an's hair, and then said in a low voice: "I'm very heavy, Xiao An can't hold it." ”

Song Qingan ignored her.

He pursed his lips and just looked at Shen Jiu quietly and silently.

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Ann: Sooner or later, I will