Sang Ji scratched his head, and tried to write a few numbers on the homework book to relieve the embarrassment, but the tip of the pen touched the paper a few times and failed to write a word.

Xu Jiamu supported the side of her face with one hand, leaned beside her, glanced at her small movements, and suddenly chuckled, "No?" ”

As soon as his words fell, Sang Ji felt the temperature on his face rise rapidly.

He shook his head and tried to resist, but it was as he said. She hesitated, and whispered, "Well, that's it...... This question is a bit difficult. ”

Xu Jiamu smiled even deeper, raised his long arm and took out the math book from the table, glanced at the questions in the homework book and opened the corresponding course.

"Here."

Xu Jiamu bent down, put the textbook in Sang Ji's hand, and explained delicately.

After talking about two questions, Sang Ji seemed to have found the trick and solved the remaining three questions by the way.

The intimate contact made Sang Ji forget the stiff relationship between them, and raised the homework book with a smile and asked, "Wow, that's all right." Am I smart? ”

The strands of hair that he raised when he looked up swept across Xu Jiamu's face, and the smell of milk shampoo lingered in front of his nose. Looking at her well-behaved little face, his heart pounded unconsciously.

She has a beautiful smile, her eyes are curved into a crescent shape, and her face is full of youthful air with pink apple muscles raised on both sides.

The two looked at each other, and Xu Jiamu forgot to respond.

It took a long time to react.

Sang Jimeng lowered his head, flipped out the Chinese test paper, and pretended to be writing questions.

The sound of a "pounding" heartbeat sounded in the quiet living room, and Sang Ji couldn't tell whether it was Xu Jiamu's or his own.

Looking at her shy appearance, Xu Jiamu's thin lips hooked, and she answered the question she just asked casually, "It's not smart, it's normal!" ”

Sang Ji didn't understand, and turned his head to look at him.

Xu Jiamu: "At least there is no defect in IQ. ”

“……”

Sang Ji pursed his lips and withdrew his gaze, instantly understanding why he couldn't handle him for so many years.

Because he owes!

What used to be a gentle owe is now a cold owe.

Sang Ji couldn't think of the answer to the multiple-choice question in the test paper, so he simply put down his pen.

Thinking of Xu Jiamu's approach just now, he reached out and took out the Chinese textbook, according to the questions on the test paper, opened the second unit and found the answer from the book one-on-one.

I didn't listen to it in class and didn't take notes, so I asked him when I didn't understand the analysis of classical Chinese and poetry, and the rest - self-reliance.

The Chinese test paper was done, and Xu Jiamu checked it.

After correcting the mistakes and confirming that they are correct, Sang Ji put all the textbooks on the desktop into his school bag.

It's already eleven o'clock.

Sang Ji still wants to stay with Xu Jiamu.

Leaned his packed schoolbag on the sofa, took out his mobile phone and clicked on the screen from time to time, but his attention was all on him.

Before she sat for two minutes, Xu Jiamu took away her mobile phone in a trance, "What kind of mobile phone do children play with, go to sleep." ”

Taken aback by his sudden movements, Sang Ji looked up at him stunned.

Xu Jiamu was amused by her stunned appearance, and held back a smile, "Not sleepy? ”

Facing his deep gaze, Sang Ji immediately lowered his head, "It's not ...... yet"

"It's time to go to bed." Xu Jiamu pretended to interrupt her coldly, and threw the phone on the table, "I'll take it tomorrow." ”

Sang Ji moved his lips, a little dissatisfied, but still got up and went upstairs.

Just as he was about to enter the room, he stopped and turned to the man downstairs who was still holding a tablet and said, "Then why don't you sleep yet?" ”

Xu Jiamu, who was swiping the screen to check the documents, paused slightly with her fingertips, and looked up at the second floor, where the girl had already entered the room.