People are in the real teaching, but the inner world

She doesn't treat him as an outsider, just like she is interacting with her own family, so how could there be any ambiguity?

Lingyin quickly noticed his gaze and said coldly:

"stop looking."

"Oh."

Although he was scolding him, he had no intention of changing his posture.

And he didn't have that idea now, so he really didn't watch it again.

So, he lay down beside her.

Lingyin glanced at him, said nothing, and then closed her eyes.

But soon he opened his eyes:

"There's nothing to do at this rate. Go to sleep. Take off your shoes and get on the bed."

"Uh...are you so confident in sleeping with me?"

"You said you wouldn't do anything without my permission, don't you want to go back on your word?"

"of course not."

Lingyin took off her shoes and socks and got on the bed.

When he came up, he took out a blanket from the closet and threw it over:

"Is this okay... You don't want to sleep on the same blanket with me, do you?"

"will not."

The two of them lay down one after another, with a pair of clasped hands between the two quilts.

After holding hands for so long, he felt a layer of moisture between his hands.

Lingyin's smooth little hands became a little sticky due to the moisture. He pinched them, and the soft flesh in the palms of his hands made a sticky sound like glue.

Lingyin said a little embarrassedly:

"Maybe you're sweating. Do you want to take a shower?"

"No." He refused decisively.

"You're not taking revenge on me, are you?"

"How could that be? Don't worry, I'm not that petty. If it's Lingyin's hand sweat, I can accept it. Besides, it might be mixed with my sweat. It just blends together like this. Isn't it amazing?"

"...Pervert." Lingyin squeezed out these words from between her teeth.

And he could hear that the voice was trembling a little.

She must have been frightened by his words.

But fortunately he didn't hear any disgust in his voice.

After that, he found that Lingyin's hands were hotter than before, and more sweat was produced as a result.

After all, she is a girl, and she would feel ashamed if a boy touched her sweat.

Coupled with what he said, I couldn't help but think in a strange direction.

This has led to the current situation.

Her expression was still normal, but Eito, who was holding her hand, could feel that her bare hands wanted to pull away, and her shy feeling of wanting to escape.

Finally, feeling the hands that were about to be soaked in sweat, Lingyin finally spoke after half an hour:

"Now go wash your hands without asking for your opinion."

"Oh."

He took away the bed sheet and was pulled to the bathroom by Lingyin.

Coming to the faucet, Lingyin said:

"Can you let it go for a while? I can't wash it like this."

"You can wash it. I'll help you."

He turned on the faucet and placed Lingyin's hand on it.

Under the impact of the water flow, most of the liquid on the hands was washed away.

But there are still places that cannot be washed.

He spread out his five fingers, flattened Lingyin's fingers, and then crossed them again, intertwining them with those slender jade fingers, rubbing and pushing them up and down, washing away the stickiness that remained on the white palm of his hand, along with the fingertips.

While he was cleaning carefully, Ling Yin's cold voice came:

"Can you please not be so obscene?"

There was a hint of shyness in his words.

She looked away slightly, not daring to look.

She had no intention at first, and even let go of the strength in her palm. However, the ravaged hand was driven by the other party's fingers, as if actively responding, and entangled with the other party.

But fortunately, the cold water rushed down and took away the warmth in my heart.

She didn't lose her composure.

After a while, Lingyin's pair of slender hands as white as jade returned to their original state.

Eido took out a tissue and wiped the moisture off his hands, then looked at her:

"This is my first time helping someone wash their hands. Isn't it an honor?"

Lingyin replied coldly:

"I can't tell it's your first time. You seem very experienced."

"It's indeed my first time, but you actually praised me for it, so this should be called... talent?"

"Hmph... useless talent."

She said again coldly, and then pulled him back to the bed.

This time she did not sleep again, but said:

"It's still early, I'll continue tutoring you."

"...Again?"

"Don't you like it? If not, I won't do it again."

"…Then let's take tutoring."

"Huh?" Lingyin looked at him in surprise. "You must hate tutoring. You fell asleep twice. Why do you still do this?"

"Of course—" Eito winked at her, "This way I can be with Suzune."

"..."

Hearing this, Lingyin felt her heart tremble, and then turned her head away, "Can you please not say such things suddenly?"

"But I'm telling the truth, don't you like it?"

"I don't dislike it...but next time you speak, be careful. Don't say it suddenly, or people will misunderstand you."

"Okay then." Eito nodded, "I'll remind you next time I tell you so you can be mentally prepared."

"Are you stupid?"

Lingyin glared at him, her eyes filled with shame and anger.

"In order to avoid being disliked by Suzune, I think it's not bad to be an idiot."

"you--"

She opened her mouth, not knowing how to answer.

Finally, she sighed:

"It's up to you. Say whatever you want."

"Ok."

In the end it was his victory.

Having said that, it’s time for tutoring.

Because his right hand was holding Lingyin's left hand, he had no time to write, so he could only lie on the table and watch.

Lingyin's beautiful face was clearly imprinted in front of his eyes.

Words like clear spring water floated out from her cherry lips, flowed across his cheeks, and with a hint of coolness, flowed into his heart.

The soul, heated by the summer heat, gradually cooled down after being cleansed by the sound.

For some reason, Lingyin's voice suddenly stopped, she closed her eyes and said:

"I told you to read a book, why are you staring at my face?"

"Sorry, I will pay attention this time."

"Give you another chance."

Lingyin raised her fingers slightly, pushed the hair in front of her temples behind her ears, looked at the book again, and began to explain seriously.

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However, he lost consciousness again.

Lingyin is really beautiful when she is serious, especially the confidence hidden in her calmness, which makes people want to believe what she says.

Even if you are explaining a simple arithmetic problem, even if you don’t understand it, you will feel convinced.

This is the advantage of the ringtone, it makes people feel at ease for some unknown reason.

This time, he didn't get distracted.

Although he understood the topics that Lingyin talked about, he still needed to listen.

Even if it is the same formula, different people understand it and use it in different styles.

Understanding Lingyin's way of solving problems and her train of thought is also a way to understand her.

To be more precise, it should be her habit.

While accepting Suzune's teachings and thinking, the tutoring session finally ended.

At this time, the alarm clock showed six o'clock in the afternoon.

Lingyin let out a long sigh, then said:

"Let's go to dinner, but——"

"what happened?"

"Go to your room first and change your clothes. Do you have clothes that can cover your face?"

"No, but I can wear a hat."

If possible, he wanted to avoid being discovered as much as possible.

So the two of them went to his room and got a Lincoln hat, which was a black magic hat, and put it on.

Lingyin was slightly shocked:

"Why do you have a hat like that?"

"Well...I bought it because it looked good."

As he spoke, he stuck the fake beard on the upper and lower sides of his lips, then took out a pair of black sunglasses and put them on.

The costume is complete.

Then pull the brim of the hat down a little bit, so that even if it is himself, he won't be able to recognize that the person in the mirror is himself.

And Lingyin complained:

"You bought these props just because you thought they looked good?"

"Probably... maybe."