After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 1567

"Ah - why is there such a hateful thing as homework in the world!"

Jiu'er started to go crazy while writing her homework. Her hair had been scratched into bird's nests and piled messily on the top of her head, with hairpins everywhere.

Let’s just say, how can college students not be crazy when doing homework?

Jiu'er looked in pain, and his face became ferocious.

Lan Chen was reading a book calmly on a chair beside him. Next to him was Jiu'er's translation homework, which he had already finished.

Listening to Jiu'er's wailing, Lan Chen raised his head. The pair of eyes behind the frame were flashing softly, and the corners of his beautiful lips curled up slightly.

Jiuer looked at the computer helplessly.

She finally finished one paper, but she still had two more to write, and she was going bald!

When she was a child and couldn't finish her homework, she would still rely on her cuteness to beg her grandfather and grandma to ask her brothers to help her finish it. Now the act of acting like a spoiled child no longer works. It's not that she is not as cute as before, but that her brothers are extremely busy. , who has the time to care about her homework? Besides, the majors are not suitable. They have graduated for so many years. Even if they dare to help her, she dare not let them do it for her.

We have no choice but to rely on our own efforts!

Miss Ninth's eyes were glowing green, and she was tapping her keyboard with her paws flying.

Lan Chen stayed with her silently, and also dealt with his work for a while. The night was very quiet, and the water in Jiu'er's hand was never cut off. Lan Chen helped her refill it.

Counting down is indeed the best way to improve efficiency. After saving half a month of homework, Jiuer finished it all in one night!
Naturally, it is the hands and brain that are tired.

“Oh my God, finally—it’s done!”

Jiu'er flexed his sore fingers, stretched out, stood up and threw himself into Lan Chen's arms. Just when he was about to rest for a while, Lan Chen clicked on the table.

"And your translation homework."

Jiu'er's face froze, her smile disappeared instantly, and she looked horrified, "Why are you still there?"

"Well, there is also an English translation, you forgot."

Lan Chen remembers her homework better than she does.

Jiu'er didn't want to do it anymore, and buried her face in Lan Chen's neck with a moan, "I don't want to do it, I have no brain, and my brain capacity is seriously insufficient..."

She hummed, then raised her face and looked at Lan Chen, "You are good at English, how about you help me do it?"

Lan Chen looked at her, "Then do you want me to help you eat, and do you want me to help you when you go to the toilet?"

Jiuer reached out and covered his mouth.

"If you don't help, I won't help." Jiu'er snorted, "There's not a word I like to hear."

She rolled her eyes at him and put down her hands to get off him, but Lan Chen hugged her around the waist and placed him firmly on her lap, saying, "Just write it like this."

"How to write like this?" Jiu'er felt nothing when she threw herself into his arms, but now she felt a little embarrassed sitting on his lap, and her face turned red.

Lan Chen took in her shy face, smiled slightly, and admired it a few more times. After all, it was rare for the Ninth Princess to be shy.

He readjusted his posture and brought her closer to the table, "Write."

Jiuer: "Okay."

Although it was very comfortable to sit in Lan Chen's arms, looking at the dense English letters, her head instantly swelled countless times.

Jiu'er's English is actually not weak. After all, she has a mother who speaks multiple languages. She has been communicating with them in various languages ​​since she was a child. Daily oral communication is no problem.

But once it came down to writing, she couldn't do it.

"How about..." Jiu'er turned to discuss with Lan Chen, "Should I get up and read it tomorrow morning? My mind will be clearer in the morning."

Lan Chen looked at her, "When did you wake up in the morning?"

"..." What nonsense are you talking about? "But I'm not clear-headed now." Jiu'er's little face was wrinkled and she almost wanted to cry.

Lan Chen couldn't bear it, and even wanted to give her the article he had translated, but he knew Jiu'er, and once she tasted the sweetness, she would become even more dependent on her later.

You can't spoil her like this.

"It's 11:12 now, try to end the battle at [-] o'clock. Come on." Lan Chen touched her head.

Jiuer looked bitter, "Just give me half an hour."

"This article is not difficult, you can do it." Lan Chen encouraged her.

Jiuer pursed his lips, "Encouragement is useless, you can try to seduce me with rewards."

Lan Chen took notice of her little plan at a glance, laughed in his heart, and thought about it seriously, "Let's do this. If you finish your homework at 12 o'clock, you will not be punished for this homework."

Jiuer's eyes widened in disbelief, "Why should you punish me?"

"If you forget all about your homework and procrastinate, shouldn't you be punished?"

Lan Chen's handsome face became a little serious, "Who asked me to supervise you, classmate Yu Songwan?"

Jiu'er was afraid that her uncle would talk to her with a serious face, and she would be scared to death, let alone if he called her name, the fear would be double.

"Okay, okay, I'll just hurry up and write."

Jiu'er said he was scared.

"Be good." Lan Chen smoothed her messy hair and said, "I'll stay with you."

It was too late, and Jiu'er didn't want Brother Chen to stay up late with her, so she settled down and concentrated on translating.

Lan Chen looked at her focused look, with a happy smile on his lips.

Jiu'er's little brain is very useful, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to get admitted to S University after playing in high school for three years. The little guy is just a little playful, and he is pampered by so many older brothers. He helped her cover up, so that every time the big exam was approaching, she had to cram for it. Each time she successfully passed the test, it also gave Jiuer the illusion that she didn't need to work hard. In fact, she knew this problem of hers, but she just couldn't change it.

After getting together with Lan Chen, Jiu'er was criticized by him for this matter, so Jiu'er asked him to help supervise her, but it was easy to get used to it, but it was hard to change.

Finally, the little girl was obedient.

Moreover, Jiuer is one thing when he is playful, but another when he is serious.

Although she was still wearing a chicken coop at the moment, she looked so beautiful in Lan Chen's eyes. The little girl grew up just holding her in his arms.

What a wonderful thing.

As soon as the hour hand reached zero, Jiuer put down his pen and finished his homework.

"Done!" She flexed her sore fingers, tidied up the messy desktop, and saw several translation manuscripts under the notebook. She looked neat and beautiful on them.

It was exactly what she translated in this assignment, but it was much higher than her level of translation.

It's completely the standard answer.

Jiu'er held the manuscript, looked at Lan Chen, and asked knowingly: "Comrade Lan Chen, when did you copy the answer?"

The next second, she grabbed his shoulders and started roaring, "Why didn't you take it out earlier?"

Lan Chen looked at Jiu'er looking crazy, but he laughed so hard that he couldn't help but laugh.

Jiuer was stunned for a moment.

I shouted in my heart: You monster.

(End of this chapter)