sweet love

Chapter 3 Mom, I Really Misunderstood Just Now
After dinner, Song Xixi was sitting in the living room watching "Law Lecture" with Song's father. Hearing the doorbell, the father and daughter gave way to each other. It wasn't until Song's mother who was washing dishes in the kitchen roared that Song Xixi resentfully went to open the door.

"Why so long?"

"Well, you're here—" Song Xixi looked at the people outside the door, and her heart beat faster.

Is there really such a handsome little brother who comes to make up lessons for her?

Then if she doesn't get into the best imperial university in the country, won't she be sorry for this little brother's good looks?

Papa Song looked over from the living room: "Xixi, who's here?"

"Ah...it's that..." Song Xixi's cheeks were hot, and she didn't even know the name of this handsome guy.

Tang Zhihuan naturally bypassed the silly girl and came in. Although they were separated by more than ten years, the furnishings at home remained unchanged.

Skillfully put on the slippers, pulled Song Xixi down, and signaled her not to stand stupidly outside the door: "Hello, Uncle, I am the tutor you hired. I am a student at the School of Computer Science, Imperial University. I applied for your tutor position because of my internship." , here is my student ID card and college entrance examination transcript."

Tang Zhihuan handed the materials to Papa Song to see. These materials were prepared by him in the laboratory and could withstand Papa Song's online inspection.

Song Xixi swallowed, and when Tang Zhihuan handed over the report card, she saw a score of 148 in mathematics.

And there is a test paper in her schoolbag, which is exactly 48 points.

After exchanging pleasantries, Song Xixi took Tang Zhihuan back to the bedroom to prepare for tutoring.

As soon as he entered the room, the man looked up at the furnishings in the room, then sat down in front of the desk, tapped the table methodically with his slender fingers: "Which subject do you start with?"

Song Xixi hugged her schoolbag, smiled brightly, and took out a math test paper from the bag: "Well, can you sign it for me?"

"48 points?"

Squinting his long eyes, Tang Zhihuan picked up the thin paper.

Song Xixi looked at Tang Zhihuan's appearance, worried that he would tell Papa Song if he didn't sign, and threatened with a hard tone: "If you don't sign, I will fire you!"

"dismiss?"

Tang Zhihuan raised his eyebrows, looked at the girl in front of him calmly, and smiled lowly: "Are you willing?"

Looking at the little fresh meat posters plastered all over her room, and his appearance in his 20s obviously fit Song Xixi's aesthetics.

Hearing this, the girl's face instantly turned crimson: "I...how can I not bear it!"

Tang Zhihuan stared thoughtfully at the girl obediently standing opposite him, his eyes were as deep as a cunning wolf, as if he could see through Song Xixi's thoughts at a glance.

Under such gaze, Song Xixi's face became hotter and hotter, and gradually felt guilty.

This Mawei, the effect is great.

The man withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and smiled slightly, picked up a pen, put the paper on the desk, and signed his name.

Song Xixi opened her eyes and watched: "Hey, why did you write your name, you have to write my dad's name!"

"Anyway, it's not like you haven't called before."

"What did you say?" Song Xixi didn't hear clearly and looked at him suspiciously.

"I said, let you take out the draft paper."

"..."

The girl pouted, and obediently took out the draft paper from her schoolbag.

Tang Zhihuan took it, there were graffiti on the draft paper, and there was a conversation between two people, one of whom was Song Xixi, the content of the conversation was extremely lewd, discussing whether a certain aspect of a popular star is good, or even fantasizing about becoming a heroine.

"Hey hey-don't look!"

Song Xixi's cheeks were flushed, and when she leaned over to snatch her, Tang Zhihuan turned over the draft paper first. Song Xixi didn't stop the car, and fell straight into the man's arms, her heart beating violently.

Compared with the girl, the man's expression is much more normal, he squinted his long eyes and stared at her: "What are you doing?"

"Xixi, Mom cut some fruit for you—"

At this moment, Mother Song pushed open the door, and almost dropped the fruit plate in her hand. Fortunately, she stabilized her expression and coughed lightly: "Well, Teacher Tang, can you study while eating fruit?"

"of course can."

Tang Zhihuan nodded with a smile, and patted the head of the girl in his arms with his slender hands, "Get up, go get some fruit."

"Oh..." Song Xixi's heart was pounding, not daring to look into Song's mother's eyes, she lowered her head and took the fruit: "Mom, can you knock on the door first when you come in, just now..."

"Okay, okay, you guys study hard, Mom won't bother you anymore." Mother Song waved her hand, turned around and closed the door behind her daughter's words.

what! ! !
Song Xixi faced the wall in thought, blushing like a persimmon, extremely embarrassed.

Mom, it was really a misunderstanding just now!

(End of this chapter)