"I made an appointment with your parents to come to tutoring today, so come and have a look." Yu Chu replied, "Besides, the door is open, so I have to come in to remind you."
The boy on the second floor narrowed his eyes.
Yu Chu walked back to the entrance, closed the door, and said in a good-tempered manner, "Can you study now?"
The boy suddenly smiled slightly.
He looks fair and tender, and his facial features are exquisite of a mixed race. When he smiles, he looks milky, but there is a kind of deep sex appeal. The young man put one hand on the railing, and said indifferently, "I'll let you go... Can't you understand Chinese? Do you want me to say it again?"
Yu Chu looked at him in surprise.
Why is this kid so violent...
She was silent for a while, then shook her head and said, "But this is my job. You really don't want to take tuition?"
"I don't want to." The other party was obviously a little impatient, frowned delicately, and withdrew her fair and beautiful hands from the railing, staring at her with deep blue pupils, squinting condescendingly, "I will tell my mother that I don't need your tutoring, Can you go now?"
Yu Chu nodded, "Yes."
Her attitude was always calm and gentle, the boy frowned and looked at her, "Go out and help close the door."
After finishing speaking, he hugged the pillow and turned back to his room. On the slender back, the kitten pattern on the pajamas looked cute and cartoony, with a strange sense of cuteness.
Yu Chu stood downstairs thinking for a while.
According to observations, this eighteen-year-old child may only be one or two years younger than her, but his favorite things are very cute—kitten patterns, snow-white pillows, and cotton velvet slippers. And he has a bad temper.
So do you have to raise the fragments as your sons
Yu Chu sighed, looked down at the mess all over the floor, and instead of leaving in a hurry, he brought cleaning tools and began to clean up the glass pieces on the floor.
She picked up the large pieces of glass, put them in the trash can, and then went to clean up the broken glass.
And that boy never came out again.
After cleaning the floor, Yu Chu packed the garbage into bags, then thought about it, and went up to the second floor.
She stood in front of the boy's door and knocked.
No one responded.
Yu Chu continued to knock patiently.
After a while, the door was finally opened, revealing the slender and beautiful mixed-race child inside, with a very impatient expression, one hand took off the earphones next to his ears, and looked at her with deep blue eyes, "What are you doing?"
He frowned, "Why haven't you left yet?"
As she got closer to this guy, Yu Chu actually smelled the sweet and soft milk fragrance. She lowered her eyes and glanced at the milk in the other's hand. Thinking of the nympho conversations between her roommates, she couldn't help but smile slightly.
She raised her head, "Is your name Xun Zhou?"
Hearing this, the young man looked her up and leaned lazily against the door holding a milk cup, "No matter what my name is, I don't need a teacher to make up lessons for me. Please leave my house immediately. Otherwise, I'm going to call the police."
While talking, he put the milk glass on the counter by the door, took a bag of potato chips from the counter, tore it open, and threw a piece between his thin lips, but his blue eyes kept staring at her, full of enthusiasm. unfriendly.
But the appearance of eating potato chips like this is actually very cute. The young man's fair and delicate fingers, and his light-colored thin lips gave him the feeling of a milk cat.
Yu Chu glanced at his potato chips, then looked down at his watch, "It's noon, haven't you eaten yet?"