The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Su Xiaomo cried abruptly, looking at He Jiayu like a neurosis.

"Big brother, everyone is a man, why can't you touch it!"

He Jiayu forced to stop strangling her, "But you are a woman! A woman! A woman! Important things to say three times! If I touch your chest, you are not going to kill me, it is estimated that you will kill me Right. "

Su Xiaomo gave him a glance: "I have a flat chest. Come, feel free to touch."

She was so stiff that she had no friends.

"..." He Jia retired in case of defeat.

"Good, sleep." He Jiayu hid Su Xiaomo in the bed, Su Xiaomo struggled hard. He didn't let go, but his tone was very kind: "Sleeping-sleep-"

Seeing struggling, however, Su Xiaomo grumbled twice and fell asleep after a while.

He Jiayu got out of bed, supported her, and thought about life for a while, then sighed and left Su Xiaomo's house.

He didn't hear it, and Su Xiaomo murmured in his sleep: "I want to tell you, I like you very much ..."

However, he cannot be told.

Can't let him know.

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The next day, An Xia Xia was called early in the morning. After reluctantly washing, she found a guest in the living room.

"Teacher Tang?" She cried in surprise.

Sitting on the sofa, Tang Yijun was chatting with Dad An. He was very knowledgeable and friendly, and he was very speculative in talking with Dad.

"Xia Xia, come here." Dad An beckoned her. "This is Teacher Tang, and your future tutor."

"Class representative, how are you, please call me a lot later." Tang Yijun reached out to An Xia Xia.

An Xiaxia shuddered flattered.

Father An gave a few sentences and went downstairs. Tang Yijun raised his lips: "Take your textbooks in the study to the study, and I will help you make a study plan."

An Xia Xia followed suit and took the book into the study.

Tang Yijun held his mobile phone and looked distressed. An Xia Xia inadvertently glanced at the displayed WeChat interface of the mobile phone, and the chat object was Bai Ziyue!

Oh, howls ~ Is Teacher Tang secretly in love with Teacher Bai?

"What do you want!" Tang Yijun flicked her head and explained briefly: "I will take two hours a day to help you make up lessons. Don't be restrained. Now I am your teacher, but you are my boss."

His humor infected Anxiaxia, and Anxiaxia smiled sweetly.

Tang Yijun is her teacher, but she really understands Anxiaxia's situation. She quickly sorted out a learning plan, starting with learning new knowledge and then consolidating her review.

After starting class, An Xiaxia found that Tang Yijun was actually a decathlon!

All subjects are covered, and he speaks particularly well!

At first glance, when I was in school, I was a school bully.

Teacher-student interaction was very good. Suddenly, a knock on the door rang, and Father An opened the door and smiled embarrassingly at Tang Yijun: "Teacher Tang, excuse me."

"It doesn't matter." Tang Yijun smiled.

Father An brought a cup of coffee and a cup of milk tea, hesitated, and handed An Xia Xia a box.

"This is the one that Zennah just sent ..."

Anxiaxia froze, took it, and opened the box.

In the eyes is a necklace, delicate chain, pendant I do not know what material, carved into the shape of a sun flower.

"What is this?" An Xia Xia muttered.

Tang Yijun was in front of his eyes: "Can you show me?"

An Xia Xia handed him the necklace. He looked at it and laughed softly, "It's a meteorite."

Meteorite? Why send her a meteorite?