Hundreds of billions of pet marriage: wife, you are the biggest

Chapter 7 Heavy Taste

Still a raging rage.

Sylas Li narrowed his eyes.

Mo Shiyi, you really are hopeless.

Not long after Mo Shiyi was dragged away, Ling Ranran woke up suddenly. It was so strange that she was half asleep and half awake when she heard Mo Shiyi's voice.

Must be hallucinations.

She shook her little head, opened her eyes, and was facing a pair of sea-like pupils, exactly the same as the scene yesterday morning.

"Are you awake?" Compared to her surprise and bewilderment, he was so indifferent.

"Why am I in your arms, let go!" As soon as Ling Ranran finished speaking, he immediately let go, and her head hit the bed hard, causing a bit of pain.

It took a long time to recover, but it was the first time I covered my chest, staring with terrified eyes, "What did you do while I was asleep?"

Sylas Li glanced at her, "With your figure, after eating it once, you really don't want a second time."

Ling Ranran, why is this man so vicious!

Just as she was about to reply, she suddenly thought of something, her big eyes suddenly filled with a malicious smile, "Tsk tsk, that's right, you really don't like my figure, you have a strong taste."

Li Sijue looked at her deeply, he wanted to see how this little fairy like her made trouble.

"I've heard Mo Ning tell you about your request, hurry up, and I'll introduce you to a good one, which is definitely suitable for you."

"Oh?" He was a little interested, worthy of him, with such a loud tone?
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On the second day of calculus class, Ling Ranran was quite absent-minded, because she was preoccupied with the matter of introducing a partner to that foul-mouthed tutor soon. Didn't Mo Ning say that he was gay? ?Then she happened to introduce him a good enough one, so that he would never harm her again in the future.

Thinking of this, Ling Ranran laughed mischievously, and just halfway through the laugh, a piece of chalk was thrown over, "Ling Ranran, you are so happy, come up and do the questions!"

It was their calculus teacher who was speaking, Mr. Li, nicknamed "Master Li", who was 45 years old and hadn't found a partner yet.

Ling Ranran was stunned all of a sudden, she was so happy that she felt sad, she reluctantly took small steps up.

Teacher Li looked at her coy look, and was ready to laugh at her, this Ling Ranran is clearly a math idiot, even Su Xijun, the best student in the class, can't solve the problem on her blackboard.

Soon Ling Ranran will surrender, and he can take this opportunity to give her a lesson.

Ling Ranran stared at the topic on the blackboard, rubbed her eyes, and suddenly realized that she recognized it, it was all pieced together from the basics that the master taught her yesterday.

It's like a pyramid, no matter how majestic it is, it's still made of bricks.

She opened her mouth in astonishment, she couldn't get used to this feeling, the original ghost painting symbol became so clear, "Ah!" She couldn't help screaming.

"Just do the problem, what's the ghost's name?" Teacher Li frowned.

Ling Ranran didn't say much, picked up the chalk, swiped, swished, the chalk seemed to be flying on the blackboard, very brisk.

"Ling Ranran, if you can't do it, go down as soon as possible and prepare the review paper." Teacher Li played with his fingernails, but a crisp voice sounded, "Mr. Li, Ling Ranran did it."

Teacher Li suddenly raised his eyelids, facing the faces of the students on and off the stage, and found that their expressions were very strange, their mouths were wide open, and their eyeballs were also staring very round.

She looked back suspiciously, only to be shocked by the density on the blackboard.

"Ah!" She couldn't help screaming.

Ling Ranran put down the chalk handsomely, and smiled deliberately at Teacher Li and said, "Teacher, what's your name?"

(End of this chapter)