The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 1119 The Love I Expect

She found out that he was right.

Ten years ago, he could see at a glance which questions she had done wrong in the sixth grade paper.

Ten years later, he was able to open his mouth and tell where her thinking on the postgraduate entrance examination was wrong.

Sure enough, he deserves to be a top student who obtained double master's degrees at the age of 22.

Shocked, Yan Zhixin picked up a pen and followed his train of thought to correct the wrong questions.

Mo Junting brushed his hair slowly: "Have you thought about how to do the last question?"

Yan Zhixin bit the penholder.

She just doesn't know how to do this question, so she has been free until now.

When he asked, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and think.

The success or failure of the postgraduate entrance examination is said to lie in mathematics.

In Fei Zhenghua's words: "As long as you can pass mathematics, basically there will be no problems in the postgraduate entrance examination."

But math is her shortcoming.

Yan Zhixin thought hard for a while, but without a clue, she raised her head and found that Mo Junting hadn't hung up, and they were still videotaping.

Seeing her look up, Mo Junting asked, "Have you figured it out?"

Yan Zhixin: "..."

Mo Junting raised the corners of his lips: "Call 'Brother Mo Mo', and I'll tell you."

Yan Zhixin: "..."

Decisive, hang up the phone.

She couldn't believe she couldn't do it.

Then, I really can't do it.

Flipping through the textbooks, looking up information on the Internet, looking for reference answers... She spent half an hour working backwards from the answers, and finally figured out the idea of ​​the question.

Throwing the pen aside, Yan Zhixin leaned back on the chair, reached out to pick up the phone.

The back view of grandpa and grandma walking together holding hands was still there. She looked at it for a while, and sent the photo of her grandparents embracing together to Moments.

Write in your thoughts at this moment: the love I am looking forward to.

After writing what she thought of, she deleted it word by word, sent an emoji, and then got up to take a shower.

……

Mo Junting felt a little uncomfortable.

He has always enjoyed teasing her.

He liked watching her hop.

A pair of beautiful eyes were wide open, and she became angry from embarrassment, gnashing her teeth, but there was nothing she could do about him.

But recently, she has stopped doing this.

Like just now, when he casually joked, she hung up the phone.

He originally wanted to say, "If you go back to Haishi to review, I will ensure that you pass all subjects."

Who knows, he didn't even have a chance to speak.

He is sad.

After thinking about it, luckily I didn't speak.

If she opened her mouth, she probably wouldn't want to go back to Haishi anyway.

Think about it, it's rare for her to be by her father's side, and his father got married again, so it's better for him to go to the imperial capital than to ask her to go back to Haishi.

Mo Junting put down the book in his hand and asked Ling Shan, "Are you ready?"

Ling Shan bowed and said, "Tomorrow night, we can leave on time at seven o'clock."

Mo Junting let out an "um" and picked up the phone.

With a quick swipe, the message she sent ten minutes ago was displayed in Moments.

One expression, two photos.

Mo Junting clicked on the two photos for a look, and then thought of the expression on her face when he was on the phone, he suddenly understood, got up and said, "Arrange the flight, I will go to the imperial capital in advance."

Ling Shan froze for a moment.

However, this kind of emergency has not happened before, he immediately responded and started to prepare.

Mo Junting said again: "It's my personal matter. You continue to follow the established itinerary and leave at [-] o'clock tomorrow night."

Arriving at the Imperial Capital Airport, Mo Junting took a car from the bodyguard and drove to the main residence of Fei's family at a fast speed.

It was the dead of night.

All the lights in the house were turned off, only the street lamps were shining quietly.

Mo Junting stopped under the street lamp, looked up at the buildings in the darkness, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

　Babies of Greater Guangdong, how are you doing?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)