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Chapter 685 Hot Temperature (2)

The car moved forward slowly.

There are several coffee shops on this street outside the villa area.

But Chicheng drove straight past without any intention of stopping.

An Ran finally couldn't help asking: "Where are we going?"

"My private apartment."

An Ran's eyes widened, "You, what are you going to do?"

"Tutoring homework." Chi Cheng glanced at her, "Otherwise what do you want to do, huh?"

Private apartment in Chicheng.

Is it the apartment where I and Xiyan were picked up by Chicheng after getting drunk a long time ago, and woke up?
It sounds like I haven't been there for a long time.

"But why did you take me there?"

"Clean."

“The coffee shop is also very clean.”

"Not the kind of cleanliness I want."

Ahhh, An Ran wondered if she had become evil.

I unconsciously thought about it...

My brother's private apartment, it's just me and him later.

She held her little face in her hands.
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Inside the apartment.

Following Chi Cheng in one after the other, after closing the door and completely sealing the two of them into the room, An Ran felt her heart was about to jump out of her throat...

Just so nervous.

Chi Cheng was very calm, took off his coat, walked to the desk and looked sideways at An Ran, "Are you waiting for me to hug you?"

……Not at all!
An Ran quickly walked over with her schoolbag in her arms.

The textbook was opened flat, and Chi Cheng marked An Ran with a few English questions from the exercise book for her to do.

Then he went to the bookcase to pick a book, and sat on the sofa beside him to read it.

The scene was silent for an instant, only the sound of flipping books remained.

He lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes cast beautiful shadows, and he looked very seriously.

An Ran was doing a question at first, but when she glanced at it, she froze in place.

Brother, really, it looks so good...

In his memory, he seemed to like reading books very much, but in this impetuous society, it seemed that he was as indifferent as water.

Chicheng sat there with his legs superimposed, his back straight, and he turned the page of the book again, without looking away, "Is there a word on my face?"

"Cough..." An Ran quickly looked away, "I was just thinking about which grammar to use."

Chi Cheng closed the book, got up and walked over, standing behind her and leaning over to look at the questions she was doing.

"I haven't finished writing yet." An Ran stretched out her hand to block it, but Chi Cheng grabbed her wrist and moved it away.

He glanced at An Ran's questions, "I didn't write any of the words correctly, have you memorized them well?"

"I have..." An Ran blinked innocently, pointing at her finger, "But I just can't remember what to do..."

She doesn't have Xiyan's photographic memory.

English is simply her Achilles' heel. She can only rely on rote memorization and forgetting all the time.

"I can't remember." Chicheng hugged her from behind, pinched her chin, made her turn her head to meet his gaze, and said in a quiet and elegant voice, "From now on, I will give you 15 minutes Go and memorize the wrong words, I will check them later."

(End of this chapter)