Marriage sleepy: less power to pet lightly

Chapter 286 The Bet in the Room
However, Song Zhiwei, who is the number one student in science, soon discovered that she had almost forgotten all the mathematics she learned in high school.

She tried her best to remember for a long time, but she only remembered the rough outline of those complicated formulas, and she was not sure if they were right.

It seems that she really overestimated herself and underestimated mathematics.

She sneaked a glance at Wei Xuan who was doing the quiz at another table.

I saw him maintaining a straight sitting posture, doing calculations on the exercise book, and seemed to answer the questions smoothly.

Song Zhiwei pouted, but she couldn't believe it. After so many years, how much he could remember was probably setting off smoke bombs on purpose.

"Do the questions seriously, don't forget that we still have a bet." Wei Xuan's sudden voice startled Song Zhiwei.

After snorting, Song Zhiwei turned around and returned to the topic.

She skipped the uncertain questions first, and started with the simple and sure ones.

Anyway, the two were comparing questions that were answered correctly within the specified time, and there was no specified difficulty, so Song Zhiwei cunningly chose multiple-choice questions.

Half an hour is up soon.

Wei Xuan, who strictly abides by the time, reminded her to stop writing.

Unruly, Song Zhiwei ticked off three multiple-choice questions temporarily to increase the number of correct answers.

Wei Xuan took away her exercise booklet.

"Okay, let's start comparing the answers." Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Song Zhiwei was full of confidence. Seeing that most of what Wei Xuan did was answering questions, she couldn't help laughing at his inflexibility in her heart.

Wei Xuan pretended not to see the mockery in her eyes.

He sat by the bed, not in a hurry to open her exercise book, but first agreed on the rules of the game: "You raise the bet first."

Song Zhiwei tilted her head and thought for a while, then suddenly showed a smirk, "If you lose, show me in women's clothing!"

Because Wei Xuan's sun was rising, Song Zhiwei thought it must be funny for him to wear women's clothing.

This woman is always filled with these strange thoughts.

"How about playing bigger?" Unexpectedly, Wei Xuan felt that this was not exciting enough, and wanted to increase his bet.

"What kind of Dafa?" Song Zhiwei asked.

"Win or lose, count according to the right or wrong of the question." Wei Xuan said his way of playing, "If I make a mistake, I will wear a piece of clothing you specified; if you make a mistake, I will take off a piece of clothing on your body."

Song Zhiwei narrowed her eyes and glared at him. He really thought "dirty" and wanted to play a stripping game.

But apart from taking off her coat, she is still wearing socks. Today she is wearing a long skirt and stockings. After all, there are 7 or 8 pieces in total.

"In this way, first count your mistakes, and then count my mistakes, and how many questions you made wrong will be offset by the total number of my mistakes. For example, if you make ten wrong questions, then I don't need to take off my clothes for the first ten questions, how about it?" ?” Song Zhiwei proposed unequal conditions.

But Wei Xuan didn't know if he was too confident, but he readily agreed.

But he suggested: "If it's not enough, you have to make it up with a kiss."

Song Zhiwei thought that he really looked down on people, even if she really got a dozen questions wrong, wouldn't he be wrong?
Hmph, she didn't believe it anymore, he still remembered how much he had learned from high school.

So she readily agreed.

She was the first to correct Wei Xuan's exercise booklet.

The first question... Well, it seems to be right, pass.

The second question... well, it seems to be right, let's go.

……

After reading four questions in a row, Wei Xuan was almost the same as the standard answer, and Song Zhiwei couldn't help wondering: "Did you peek at the answer?"

Wei Xuan solemnly stated: "Slandering is as shameful as cheating, and adding doubts will count as your wrong question."

Song Zhiwei glared at him, counting his luck, she didn't catch him "acting".

"Ha! You are wrong about this question." When she saw the seventh question, Song Zhiwei finally found out that Wei Xuan made a small mistake. A formula was wrongly written, which caused the answer to be a bit off.

"Go, put on my coat!" Song Zhiwei said cheerfully, pointing to her pink coat.

Wei Xuan was willing to admit defeat, and really put on her coat.

But his arms are too thick, and they definitely can't be stretched into the sleeves, they can only be draped over his shoulders.

But just seeing a stern-faced old man wearing a small and pink coat is enough for Song Zhiwei to be happy.

She happily took a photo with her mobile phone and said she would keep it.

Wei Xuan warned her: "No rumors are allowed."

"Look at your performance." Song Zhiwei smiled triumphantly, this kind of photo is not hot enough, who is interested, after he puts on her underwear, it will be worthy of "appreciation" by others.

Wei Xuan urged her to continue.

Song Zhiwei continued to read.

But the more she looked at her, the darker her face became. What's going on? Why is he not wrong?
After reading all his questions, Song Zhiwei raised her head and glared at him, "You must remember all the ones you chose!"

"Aren't you the same?" After reading his, it's time for Wei Xuan to read Song Zhiwei's.

Song Zhiwei said unconvinced, "We started by comparing the number of answers, and then you changed the rules to the number of wrong questions. This is not fair to me who answered too many questions!"

Wei Xuan flipped through her exercise booklet and asked her to compare by herself: "We are almost the same, and you are mostly multiple-choice questions."

Song Zhiwei was speechless, well, it's almost the same.

But since he can get more than half of the answers correct, she should be at a similar level, so she said confidently, "Then you start."

However, she was wrong on the first question.

"How could it be?" Song Zhiwei didn't believe it, and snatched the booklet away. After comparing the answers, she found that it was indeed one of her formula notes that was confused.

Oops, it seems that there are a few questions in the future, and she used this formula.

Song Zhiwei pretended to be calm and said, "It's just a question, and it cancels out with you."

"En." Wei Xuan took back the booklet and continued to read the rest.

The second question is still wrong, this time it's not that Song Zhiwei misremembered the formula, but she was too impatient and miscalculated a number.

Under Wei Xuan's gaze, Song Zhiwei took off a sock.

Well, I knew she would play this trick.Wei Xuan was not in a hurry, and continued to look behind.

Especially for a formula error, Song Zhiwei got all five questions wrong.

Soon, only her underwear was left on her body.

Because there is heating in the room, Song Zhiwei sitting on the bed is not cold.

"This question is wrong again." Wei Xuan tapped the notebook.

After confirming that she was wrong, Song Zhiwei wanted to deny it, after all, it would be "dew point" if she took it off again.

"Wei Xuan, I'll be cold if I take it off." Song Zhiwei blinked her eyes, shamelessly trying to get away with being coquettish.

However, Wei Xuan stretched out his hand and hugged her into his warm and thick arms, "This way it won't be cold, take it off."

Song Zhiwei bit her lip angrily, and finally took off her underwear slowly under his gaze.

She immediately covered her hands to prevent his eyes from "eating tofu".

But how could Wei Xuan give up his own welfare? He grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand to his side, staring unceremoniously from top to bottom, "There is nothing to cover up, sooner or later."

(End of this chapter)