"Mr. Nalan, are you sure you have patience?" he has tutored her for several times, but she vomited blood every time.

Nalan Che stared at her coldly: "I'm ready to fight with you for a long time."

Tong Xiaoman picked up his math textbook, half covered his face, chuckled and said, "if you are not angry with me within an hour, I will let you stay tonight."

Nalan Che's deep dark eyes immediately narrowed, the sharp eyes twinkled, and the sexy lips evoked a charming smile of evil charm and soul stirring: "little barbarian, just say it directly if you want me to stay, without deliberately looking for an excuse."

Tong Xiaoman's pretty face turned red and Qingcui said, "you can only say it if you can hold on."

"Can I insist, you don't know best?" the expression on Nalan Chujun's face became more and more evil. It seemed that he wanted to gnaw her hot eyes and glanced at his own lower three ways.

Shit, this color ruffian doesn't need to draft at all when talking about yellow jokes.

Tong Xiaoman was in a mess in the wind and regretted. Why did she mention it just now? Alas, she really should the true meaning of that sentence. If she doesn't do it, she won't die.

"Don't waste time, come on." nalanchi pulled her to her desk and sat down, and then spread out her exercise book in front of her. "What kind of questions do you know?"

Tong Xiaoman grabbed the ball pen, clicked on the simplest algebra problem, and then clicked on the simplest geometry problem.

Then he smiled, "yes, that's all."

He was wise not to ask her this time, because he knew that she could do far less than she couldn't do.

Although it was expected, childe Naran still felt a little sad. His feelings and his little savage mind were all in chemistry.

He stared at the various difficult questions on the exercise book, measured them in his mind like lightning, took his pen, circled several questions on it, and seriously said, "these questions I circled are just a little more complex than the simplest. As long as you learn these questions, you won't get high marks in the exam, but you will pass, understand?"

Tong Xiaoman's eyes moved with his pen and said cautiously and firmly, "as long as you can pass."

Just pass.

Her words rippled in his heart. Nalan Che looked at her. He caught a touch of seriousness in her eyes. She engraved his words that day in her heart.

He couldn't help being a little excited. For her, learning was more difficult than her life. Now, she was determined to learn well because of his words.

How can this not move him?

His girl finally knows how to think of him and take care of his face.

He could not help reaching out and touching her face. In a hoarse voice, he said, "just try your best."

"Not good." Tong Xiaoman shook his head without thinking about it. She promised him to pass. If she couldn't even do such a thing, how could she come out and mix.

I didn't know what she thought. Childe Naran really thought she was working so hard for him. She secretly decided to teach her.

So, under the Guizai, very yellow very violent tutorial began.

Mr. Nalan took a ruler and lit the passage in his exercise book. He had explained the examples n times in detail, resisted the urge to spit blood, and clenched his teeth and asked, "little savage, do you understand?"

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