My wife is pure and pure

In order not to let the setting she made up reveal any flaws in the discussion, Luo Mingyu promptly led the topic to Han Zitong.

The two are not very familiar with each other, and the formal acquaintance and chat were only yesterday and one day.

Even Luo Mingyu has directly witnessed the beautiful mountains and rivers that only those with the closest relationship can be lucky enough to see.

It also didn't allow her to understand Han Zitong's daily life in more detail.

As for girls' preferences, such as what color they like, what they like to eat, what brand of skin care products they use, etc., they need to be gradually known over time instead of asking them all at once like filling out a survey report.

This is not a fast job and requires enough patience.

Only by taking steps step by step can we slowly find out the best distance and strength when getting along with each other.

Even a girl like Han Zitong who rarely gives herself any positive feedback to encourage her to go further.

Luo Mingyu once thought that she was the one who could truly be described as abstinent.

Luo Mingyu could completely imagine the scene of her sitting on her stomach with this lukewarm expression, eager to enjoy herself.

It's like the rocking car sitting at the entrance of the supermarket and the playground, swinging back and forth, shaking its head and milk.

And when you play, you have to pay a B, and you can play for a whole day with one B.

Han Zitong didn't know what rubbish was in the mind of this girl whom he admired and envied.

I don't know what kind of evaluation I am in the other party's mind.

"I'm going to go to tutoring later, and my mother enrolled me in a Mathematical Olympiad class."

"Ah? Do you still need to go to remedial classes with your grades?"

Luo Mingyu looked at Han Zitong in surprise. Her grades can be considered by domestic universities as long as she performs normally.

As far as this is concerned, remedial classes are needed. With all due respect, if it is only the knowledge of high school, Luo Mingyu feels that Han Zitong's level is even better than many teachers in remedial classes.

Of course, this is just to say that the level of conclusion is not that the level of teaching cannot be compared.

But, does she really need to be counseled like this?

If she had her grades, Ms. Ding Lan would promise to kiss her little baby every day when she saw her little daughter.

And Han Zitong's mother who has such achievements is actually not satisfied...

At this time, Luo Mingyu seemed to feel a little pressure from Han Zitong.

"Well, my mother asked me to participate in this year's Mathematical Olympiad, saying that it was to let me adapt to the question types over there."

The Mathematics Olympiad competition is something that has nothing to do with Luo Mingyu, or it is a product of two worlds.

She struggled even with normal math problems.

"Oh that's it... then what time do you have to go to school?"

"11:30, and then my mom will come pick me up."

As day students, their evening self-study time is only until 8 o'clock. Even so, Luo Mingyu doesn't want to touch her textbooks and schoolbags when she gets home every day.

This is one of the reasons why her grades are so low.

In terms of learning, Luo Mingyu's efforts have always been relatively limited.

"Then you go to bed at least after twelve o'clock, right?

Chapter 89 Big aunt!

Han Zitong's work and rest schedule is very regular, every night after the cram school, including the time on the road and all the washing and tidying up, it will not exceed 12:30.

It can be said that it is just a very simple treatment, just wash your face and brush your teeth.

He didn't even think about the fragrance that girls are used to wearing.

However, the young girl's skin itself is also supple and firm enough.

And she was able to sleep happily until 4:[-].

Yes that's right, it's 04:30 AM.

At this time, it is often before dawn, and Han Zitong will wake up in a daze to start a new day of study.

It's even harder than the social animals of 007. The whole person is full of learning, and it is completely in the shape of learning.

I am afraid that the inner thighs are not all written with integral formulas.

Luo Mingyu and Han Zitong went down the stairs together and left the teaching building.

While walking side by side, they chatted harmoniously, and Luo Mingyu knew a lot about Han Zitong during the not-so-long journey.

Knowing her difficulty and the pressure she faced.

"You can take whatever you want to drink."

Luo Mingyu patted the small wallet in his pocket very generously, where there were two brand new bills that Ms. Ding Lan had just given this morning.

"Then...I want a fruity orange."

Han Zitong casually chose a bottle of juice.

The variety of goods here in the school canteen is not too complete, and there are not many drinks to choose from. There are only a few popular brands.

Luo Mingyu chose a bottle of chilled iced black tea for herself, and she specially ordered the bottle of Han Zitong's at room temperature.

She did not forget that Han Zitong was bleeding at this time.

It's only been a day, no matter how I think about it, it's not the time to drink cold drinks unscrupulously.

Luo Mingyu, who is also a girl, clearly understands the consequences of eating too cold at this time.

Take out the money, check out and collect the wallet, all in one go.

"Here~ This is at room temperature."

Looking at the fruit juice Luo Mingyu handed over, Han Zitong slightly parted his pale pink lips, and spoke in a quiet but very clear voice.

"Thank you."

Of course she noticed that Luo Mingyu had noticed that she had her period, and at the same time, she immediately recalled what happened at the little monitor's house yesterday.

The pale and tender face was dyed a peachy pink like dripping ink.

The cold snow-like eyes also melted like a spring breeze.

The dim light is not enough to illuminate her beauty, and the hazy moonlight cannot bring out her charm.

Luo Mingyu, who was twisting the bottle cap vigorously next to her, did not notice the stunning beauty that flashed by her just now.

All her mind was wondering why the cap of this bottle of drink was so difficult to unscrew, which gave her the illusion of holding the old godmother in her hand.

And it's just her sweaty hands and liquefied drops of water on the iced drink.

Han Zitong easily unscrewed the cap of her own, brought it to her mouth and took a sip, she licked her lips and looked to the side.

The girl who bought herself a drink was rolling down the sleeves of her school uniform to cover her slender palms. Before she could say "Let me help you" in her heart, the other party finally unscrewed the cover with great effort.

Then he took a big mouth full of satisfaction.

Han Zitong suddenly felt that the way she competed with drinks just now was very cute, just like...

A kitten intently grabbing a ball of wool.

"It's almost time, let's go back quickly."

Han Zitong glanced at the time on his phone, and reminded him without being too obsessed with beauty.

Even if she didn't have to tell Luo Mingyu, she wouldn't stay here for too long. This is because she didn't forget that she had just left an attribute of being afraid of the dark with Han Zitong.

The dark lights here are obviously not as bright as in the teaching building.

The second is the one-click task that she has been thinking about.

Currently there are 55 minutes remaining.

Luo Mingyu planned to finish it before class, so she decided to let Han Zitong walk in front when going up the stairs.

I just stuck to the handrail next to me, and then when I went up the corner of the stairs, I pretended to slip and didn't stand still, and took a step forward.

Then take a pat that is neither light nor heavy, and the strength should be mastered so that it is not too heavy. It is not good if the patted by Han Zitong leaks out, and you should also pay attention not to bend your fingers and nails. up.

In that case, Luo Mingyu might really have to make psychological preparations tonight to be revenged by Han Zitong and be just around the corner.

She may even have to prepare herself in advance, lest this inexperienced girl hurt herself too much, and that feeling is not good.

From the first floor to the fourth floor, there are five corners, which means that Luo Mingyu has five locations to choose from.

She believes she can succeed.

Luo Mingyu kept rehearsing in her mind for a while how she should walk, and compared the two choices of kicking with the left foot and kicking the right foot with the toe.

And there was not much time left for her to think further, and the steps leading upstairs had appeared in front of her eyes.

Below is the first corner.

Luo Mingyu didn't intend to get started here, first tried the angle and position, and also observed Han Zitong's speed up the stairs.

Although there are five locations to choose from, there is only one chance to make a shot.

If you fail once, you can only find someone else.

Therefore, being cautious and careful is what Luo Mingyu can't give up at this time, she is born with no relationship with Mangzi.

The stairs going upstairs are not particularly spacious, Luo Mingyu pretended to give way and walked behind Han Zitong, and she didn't feel anything wrong.

The first corner here is the classroom of the first year of high school. There are quite a few junior high school students who are still noisy, and there are many people in the corridor who are always running and jumping.

It's not easy to start here, Luo Mingyu carefully observed all the way and constantly adjusted the distance and position between himself and Han Zitong.

At this time, she didn't look too much at other people's butts to make a series of snakeskin comments.

This is not to say that Han Zitong's is not as attractive as Zhuang Mengmeng's. In fact, both of them have their own merits, but their tastes are different.

It's like my sister Luo Mingran's taste is heavier than Luo Mingyu's, and she can accept saltier ones more.

It's just that Luo Mingyu doesn't have that kind of thought at the moment, she can feel that her heart has started to pound on her chest.

Her throat was also a little dry, and she wanted to drink another sip of her iced black tea to moisten her mouth, but she was afraid that this would make her miss the fleeting best opportunity, so she could only hold back.