Chapter 385 - Remedial Language
"Using the word union, it seems that Ying'er's language is still not very good, and she needs to be re-taught." Jian Yizhou pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose with his hand, and a sneer was drawn on his thin lips, "Tomorrow Ying'er will rest, let's come to tutor all night tonight." ”
"Don't ......"
Shi Ying was so frightened that she retreated again and again, and grabbed Yan Muchen's hand like asking for help, "The boss is big, I'm just joking, with you Jiang Qingying, you will definitely not choose me." You help me and my brother intercede, I don't want to tutor Chinese. ”
For her, a science student, language is the natural enemy, especially classical Chinese. She knew the words, but she didn't recognize them together.
Let her tutor the language, it is better to let her go into battle to kill the enemy!
At this moment, Shi Ying wanted to tell Jian Yizhou that he was the hacker who attacked the company. I don't know if I can escape the clutches of tutoring Chinese if I pull the senior brother as a cushion.
"Learning makes people progress, Senior Brother Jian is also kind, Ying'er don't refuse." Yan Muchen smiled lightly, put Shi Ying's hand holding his hand into Jian Yizhou's hand, and added lightly, "Does Ying'er like to kiss others when playing games, this habit doesn't seem to be very good." ”
"Kiss?" A certain senior brother's face was completely blackened.
"Boss, you actually betrayed me, aren't we a family, how can you betray me?" Shi Ying stared at Yan Muchen angrily, and a pair of big eyes were about to pop out.
"We are a family, Senior Brother Jian is not an outsider, everyone is a family." Therefore, when it is time to educate, it is still time to educate, so as not to let it out and hook up with other men.
Yan Muchen didn't dare to guarantee that next time Shi Ying would kiss again, he would be able to resist not killing, God knows how much perseverance he used just now to resist Ling Chi Jiang Qingying's impulse.
The man glanced at Shi Ying lightly and left in the girl's angry and resentful gaze.
"It just so happens that I just won an ancient text some time ago, and I brought it with me when I went down the mountain this time, so let's go study it together." Jian Yizhou chuckled and pulled Shi Ying, who wanted to cry without tears, to the living room on the first floor.
This night, the lights in the living room on the first floor were not extinguished.
The next morning, Shi Ying crawled back to the room with two big dark circles under her eyes, stood on the side of the bed and stared at Yan Muchen for a long time, measuring her little hand on the man's neck, and finally she was so sleepy that she couldn't help but crawl to the other side of the bed and fell asleep groggyly.
As soon as the girl fell asleep, the man next to her woke up. Holding his head with his hands and looking at Shi Ying dotingly for a while, Yan Muchen's eyes slowly dimmed.
Although I only played two games yesterday, every time the king was drawn by Ying'er, she looked like she was winning, and she didn't even look at the cards to know that she was the king in her hand, which is no coincidence.
In addition, his Ying'er mahjong is also very powerful, and his chess skills also surprised him. It seems that his family Ying'er is more calculating than he thinks, and he hides it well.
The man chuckled, even if he had more questions in his heart, he still didn't ask Shi Ying a word. He believed that one day she would tell him everything, and he was willing to wait slowly, and when that day came, he would have something to say to her.
The afternoon sun was shining, Shi Ying was so sullen that she got up from the bed, touched her hungry stomach and walked downstairs, and couldn't help muttering while going downstairs, "Senior brother is too much, no one is even allowed to drink after a night of tutoring, I don't know if the girl is made of water, if you don't let you drink water, it will wither." ”
"It's been a week, and the senior brothers have been down the mountain for a week, when will they leave...... I want to cry ......"