Song Yaoyao just had a drink at night, so she wasn't confused.
It was the strength of the alcohol, coupled with the clear and pleasant fragrance of the man, Song Yaoyao was in a daze, and fell asleep at some point.
There is always peace of mind around a man.
"gentlemen."
Uncle Zhang brought a bowl of soup and left. Huo Yunque took the tray and put it aside casually.
A small bag bulged on the bed, the girl turned over and shrank into the quilt, sound asleep.
Huo Yunque shook his head, he adjusted the temperature in the room to a constant temperature. Bending down to pick up the clothes on the ground, while tidying up, a mobile phone fell to the ground.
Ding-
Just in time, the phone rang.
Rourou: Yaoyao, are you still in class tonight? Everyone is waiting in the yy channel.
Even though Huo Yunque never liked to pry into other people's privacy, those words inevitably caught his eyes.
He picked up the phone and just put it on the table.
Rourou: Crooked? baby are you there Are you already asleep? How about I go and tell everyone that there is no class tonight
Tang Xinrou didn't wait for a response for a long time, she was very entangled in knocking her head, should I call Yaoyao
But what if I disturb her
A few minutes later, a beep beep sounded from the computer.
The homeowner is online!
Tang Xinrou's eyes lit up, and she immediately sat down with the paper.
However, after hearing a slight electric sound, Miri revealed the lazy and hoarse voice of a man.
Me?
"The child is asleep, and I will teach her tonight's class."
Huo Yunque was born with a lack of enthusiasm in his bones. He did all this for Song Yaoyao.
Taking out a paper at random, he glanced at it casually.
English.
"Now, please find the English test paper marked with serial number 1. If there is no problem, we will start now."
Tang Xinrou:? ?
The small group in the private class is fried.
Xiao Tang: I rely on me! I can hardly breathe! What is Mr. Huo?
Xu Yue: Don't say it.
Shen Xun: smile
Han Jun: Nervous... If we don't understand, will Mr. Huo curse
Xiao Tang: Hehe, scolding you is to save face.
In fact, Huo Yunque's lectures were really pure lectures.
No interaction, no looking at the screen, just follow your own train of thought. His voice is exceptionally superior, more imposing than a male broadcaster, and his tone is lazy and elegant, like a nobleman in the Middle Ages.
When reading English, it is good to hear the explosion.
[Woooooo, I'm sorry little teacher! I slapped myself, I actually had crazy thoughts about the little teacher's man!]
[Sister, you are not the only one, I also...]
[Just hearing this voice makes me cry.]
[Although Mr. Huo's lecture is very good, at this moment, who the hell cares what he is talking about? The sound is nice, isn't it over? !]
[Ah, Mr. Huo, I love you, Mr. Huo, do you like men? What about transgender people if you don't like it?]
[Pfft ha ha ha, enough is enough for you upstairs!]
[Can you listen to the class quietly? Is it hard to learn to respect people? If someone wastes time giving you free tutoring, you should be grateful to Dade, and you can still play high c here? You are outrageous!]
[Teacher, I didn't understand the last question, can you explain it again? QAQ]
Unfortunately, Huo Yunque never interacted with anyone.
He finished speaking the whole paper quietly, and it only took less than an hour.
Abruptly cut Song Yaoyao's lecture time by more than half.