"Forget it, let's go rest for the wounded." He Zheng glanced at her.

Meng Yao squirmed for a few seconds and said, "That'...... Thank you, I still have to do my homework, by the way, do you have a good place to do homework? ”

"There's also a study, you go there." He Zheng's voice floated out of the kitchen.

Meng Yao pushed open the door of the last room, and there was a row of bookshelves against the wall inside, as well as an L-shaped desk, with a silver-white laptop on the table, a black computer chair and a beige floor lamp behind it.

Start by placing your bag on the single sofa in the corner and find out your homework.

When passing by the bookshelf, Meng Yao glanced at it casually, and was suddenly slightly stunned.

"He also has a book with a true eye?"

"What are you looking at?"

Behind him, the man walked over.

Meng Yao was startled, came back to his senses, pointed to the books and asked, "What, are you also a fan of this guy?" ”

"Strictly speaking, I'm not a fan of him." He Zheng raised his eyebrows, said lightly, and then looked at her with interest, "Are you?" ”

"How is this possible!" Meng Yao pouted, "I can't be a fan of this kind of guy." ”

The corners of He Zheng's eyes jumped: "Why?" ”

Meng Yao said with a look of disdain: "These books are particularly scary just by hearing their names, I hate this kind of terrifying and bloody book the most, I won't read it if I am killed."

Taking a pen name is so middle two.,Maybe it's a little abnormal.。

I heard that he didn't even receive the Nobel Prize for Literature, and I really wonder if he got his brain in the water when he was taking a shower. ”

He Zheng's face darkened: "......"

Not paying attention to the man's face, Meng Yao continued: "Also, I heard that he never appears in public, maybe he looks ugly and obscene, or has some unspeakable defects......

"Enough, don't gossip like that."

He Zheng's white and full forehead was full of green tendons, he couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed her shoulders and pushed it towards the desk, and said coldly: "Aren't you going to do your homework?" Don't go yet! ”

Then, he strode to his desk, picked up his notebook, and walked away with a straight face.

Meng Yao glanced at it, and the man's back actually carried an inexplicably cold and terrifying murderous aura, and he couldn't help but shudder.

muttered: "It was fine just now, why did you suddenly turn your face." ”

[It's really a man's heart, a needle under the sea. Men are big pigs' trotters, and this sentence suits him perfectly! 】

When He Zheng heard Meng Yao's heart, his whole person became even worse.

He leaned back on the bed, rubbed his eyebrows, showed a helpless look, opened the notebook, and began to type.

After a while, there was a knock on the door.

He Zheng didn't raise his head, and said, "Come in." ”

Meng Yao pushed the door in.

He Zheng finally raised his eyes, glanced at her, and asked lightly, "Something?" ”

Meng Yao smiled wryly: "How is your English?" ”

He Zheng closed his notebook, "It's okay." ”

Meng Yao pulled out the English test paper, pointed to a sentence and asked, "How to translate this?" ”

He Zheng glanced at it: "If-you-do-not-leave-me, I-will-by-your-side-until-the-life-end." ”

His English accent sounded comfortable, fluent and graceful, with a certain poetic sense of rhythm.

"What do you mean?" Meng Yao asked.

He Zheng's deep eyes moved slightly, and his voice said calmly: "The meaning of this sentence is that if you don't give up, I will depend on each other for life and death." ”

"I'm glad I came to ask you, I almost mistranslated." Meng Yao patted his chest, looking happy.

"Oh? How do you translate? He Zheng raised his eyebrows.

"If you don't leave me, I'll die with you!" Meng Yao said.