"Don't talk about falling down, I'm going to call and tell my uncle that you not only skipped class but also wanted to moleste me." After staring at Han Ye's handsome face for a while, Yu Wanwan suddenly reached out and took out her cell phone from her pocket , as if to call Han Ye's father.
"Did you make a mistake!"
Han also hurriedly snatched Yu Wanwan's mobile phone, clutched it in his hand, looked at her petite figure with a pair of dark and deep eyes slightly lowered, and said, "Is there anything in your body that deserves my molestation?"
"...What do you mean!?" Yu Wanwan was so angry that she put one hand on her hip and patted her chest with the other hand and shouted at him, "I am also a girl anyway, how am I not worthy of your molestation?!"
"..."
Han also stared at her for a long time, and finally surrendered, "Okay, okay, I lost, let's make up lessons, can we stop discussing the topic of molestation?"
"Hmph." Yu Wanwan gave him a hard look, took her mobile phone out of his hand, put it back in her pocket, and then walked towards the study with arrogance.
Waiting until her figure disappeared at the door of the study, Han Ye couldn't help but smile with the corners of his mouth curled up. He folded his hands behind his head, whistled, and followed into the study in a good mood.
In front of the desk, Yu Wanwan had already taken out the books for today's make-up lessons. After seeing Han sitting down next to her, she asked casually, "Let's review math first today."
"Why is it mathematics again..." Han Ye twitched the corners of his mouth, looked at her with a speechless expression, and said, "Every time it is mathematics, mathematics, mathematics, why can't you change it??"
"Then... review English first." Yu Wanwan hesitated for a moment, then reached out and brought up the English book.
"No." Han couldn't help but rolled his eyes.
"Or just silently write ancient Chinese poems." Yu Wanwan took a deep breath and continued to talk to him very patiently.
"I don't want to be silent." Han also curled his lips and continued to speak in a calm voice.
With a sound of "snap!", Yu Wanwan slapped the table hard, and shouted at Han Ye, "You don't want to learn math, you don't want to learn English, and you still don't want to learn Chinese. What do you want to learn!?"
"Can you teach me whatever I want to learn?" Han Ye looked at Yu Wanwan's small ruddy mouth that kept opening and closing, and an evil idea suddenly popped into his mind.
"Nonsense, otherwise why would I come to be your tutor." Yu Wanwan glared at him, her voice grumpy.
"Oh, then I want to learn to kiss." Han Ye sat in front of the desk, staring directly at Yu Wanwan with his dark and deep eyes, and said in a very flat tone.
"..."
"..."
There was a sudden silence in the study.
Yu Wanwan looked at Han Ye with an expression of disbelief and said, "What do you want to learn?"
"I want to learn to kiss." Han Ye looked at her slightly with his eyes downcast, and the corners of his thin lips curved slightly.
Yu Wanwan closed her eyes, clenched her fists tightly by her side and then loosened them, loosened them and clenched them again. After finally calming down her urge to hit someone, she raised her head and smiled slightly at Han Ye Said "Okay, no problem."
"Huh?" Now it was Han's turn to be stunned.
"Don't you want to learn to kiss? I'll teach you." Yu Wanwan stood up, walked in front of Han Ye, put one hand on the chair behind him, and bent down to look at him.