There are too many routines for paranoid male gods

Chapter 617 Han Jinchu, Are You Stupid Or Me?

Mo Yichen scanned the room: This is the room where Han Jinchu lived?
Han Jinchu thought of something, quickly put away the drawing board on the table, and hid it aside.

The attic is so small that only a bed and a table and chair can fit.

Han Jinnian, who had cleaned up a table of dishes downstairs, looked up at the ceiling.

The young master of the Mo family really worked hard.

Han Jinchu's attic was so small that he squeezed into it.

But the space is so small, so small, they wouldn't do anything on it, would they?

Han Jinnian shook her head, what was she thinking about?Actually blushing, shouldn't she find a place to get some air first?

Drunk, why did I have to be born two years later than Han Jinchu, otherwise maybe I am the one who has such good fortune now.

Bah bah, I started thinking wildly again.

She's still better off flashing.

on the attic.

"you……"

"you……"

"You speak first."

"You speak first."

"Then I'll talk first." Mo Yichen said, "Bring it."

"What?" Han Jinchu thought he wanted to read the picture book she put on the table just now, and his face flushed instantly.

"The last time I gave you a mobile phone, didn't you say that you gave me a gift in return?"

Oh, that thing...

Han Jinchu glanced at the scarf next to her. Too bad, she forgot to hide the scarf.What if he hates scarves?Will he be angry if he sees it?

"What are you thinking? You're not ready, are you?" Mo Yichen continued to ask.

If he said no now, he would be unhappy, right?

Han Jinchu quickly took out 200 yuan from his pocket...

Mo Yichen turned slightly cold, "What do you mean?"

"You...you wait!"

Han Jinchu quickly took out one of them, and quickly folded a paper crane for him.

"is this OK?"

She handed him the paper crane with some trepidation.

"..." Mo Yichen thought about it and took it.

"There's another one..." Han Jinchu hastily continued to fold it.

"Wait a minute." Mo Yichen said to her: "The rest will be discounted with a dime."

"A dime? Why?" Han Jinchu froze for a moment.

Because, in that case, she could give him a thousand and one paper cranes.

Mo Yichen would not tell her, he said lightly, "Need a reason?"

"No...no need." Han Jinchu said.

As long as he doesn't get upset, it's fine.

He smiled slightly.

When she saw his smile, she was stunned for a moment, and then her whole mood seemed to be infected, and she smiled lightly.

He felt something pressing him behind him, and just as he was about to turn around, she pulled the scarf quickly and stuffed it under the quilt, including the picture book just now.

"Take out the things you hid just now." Mo Yichen said.

"What... what?"

"I saw it all."

"Did you see that? Well... well, I really didn't mean to draw..."

"Didn't you put your physics test paper for this exam on the table? I saw... Twelve points. It's really yours, Han Jinchu." As he spoke, he revealed the corner with the score written on it from under her quilt The test paper was pulled out.

"..." It turned out that what he saw was the test paper, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

"What are you still doing? Sit next to me."

"Do...what?"

"Didn't you agree to help you with physics tuition last time?" Mo Yichen said.

"Really...really?"

Han Jinchu was both pleasantly surprised and a little uneasy.

"You have to improve your level from the first day of junior high school." Mo Yichen said, "Do you still have your previous textbooks?"

"……exist."

Han Jinchu hurriedly looked for textbooks, and then found all the physics textbooks from junior high school to high school and put them on the desk.

Her hair just caught the door of the cabinet, and the hair tie was hooked off.

Her long hair fell down, making her cheeks look inexplicably charming.

He suddenly lost his mind.

When she found that he was looking at her, she couldn't help but blushed, "I'm sorry."

She remembered that he said that he didn't like the way her hair was hanging down, so she hurried to pick up the hair tie and tied her hair up.

Who knew that the hair tie was broken by a hook just now, she felt even more embarrassed, grabbed the hair with one hand, and said to him, "Well, I'll go find another hair tie."

"Han Jinchu." He reached out and grabbed her wrist.

Her wrist was grabbed by him, her hair was out of control, and it poured down again.

She lowered her head in embarrassment, not letting him see her now.

He continued to speak: "When facing me, you can wear your hair down."

She didn't expect that he would say that, and looked up at him in surprise, "Why? Don't you think it's messy?"

"I don't mind you being bad."

"But I don't mind," she said seriously.

"...Han Jinchu, are you stupid or am I stupid?"

'Is it because you can't understand what I'm saying, or I can't express my right thoughts? '

'I just don't want people to see you with your hair down, so it doesn't look good. '

"What?" Han Jinchu didn't understand.

"Anyway, that's it." Mo Yichen pulled her onto the chair, "Listen to the class now."

"……Um."

His breath came faintly, and her heart was beating wildly.

His voice is so nice, Mo Yichen is indeed a genius, with a few simple words, he can clearly explain the problems that she couldn't understand before.

if……

It would be great if I could be so close to him every day...

I don't know how long it took...

"That's all for today." Mo Yichen said to Han Jinchu: "Starting tomorrow, you will find me on the school rooftop every noon, and I will help you with tutoring."

"Ah."

Mo Yichen turned around to go downstairs, but accidentally caught Han Jinchu's quilt, pulled the quilt... A scarf inside was exposed...

Han Jinchu's face was pale, and he quickly hid the scarf inside.

Mo Yichen frowned, "Is that a scarf for boys?"

"Ahahaha, ahhahaha..." Han Jinchu didn't know how to explain, "That...that is what I woven for my dad... Isn't he delivering a courier? It's hard work, it's going to be cold, I Prepare him early."

"...you know how to knit a scarf?"

Han Jinchu turned even paler when he mentioned the scarf.

He doesn't think she hates it, does he?
"That...well, I'm not very good at it, no, this is the first time..."

"For the first time, why didn't you consider me first?"

"What... what?"

Mo Yichen pulled out the scarf from the quilt, frowned critically and said, "This style doesn't suit your father's age at all."

"..." Han Jinchu blushed in embarrassment, she knew he didn't like scarves, so...

(End of this chapter)