Wen Yu Zhou retracted his gaze from the boy and said, “With your current academic foundation, when will you ever be able to get first place?”
Ning Shu was a bit flustered.
The knowledge in this world is quite different from what he has learned, and he is now struggling to learn and explore.
“…I’ll try my best.”
Wen Yu Zhou didn’t speak again, he lowered his eyes and pointed out the mistakes on the boy’s practice problems.
Ning Shu was listening, and began to feel a little drowsy.
It could be because the air conditioner is too comfortable, or it could be because I just took a shower and feel comfortable.
Wen Yu Zhou didn’t hear a response. He raised his eyes.
The boy was lying there, asleep.
He closed his eyes, his eyelashes slightly curled, and his skin was a bit rosy from just taking a shower.
His gaze fell upon the legs beneath the other person’s table.
The boy’s legs are very beautiful, long and slender.
Especially the calves, there was hardly any hair. Other boys had a lot of body hair, but Ning Shu’s legs were long and fair, as if even a slight touch could leave a mark.
Tender like beans or tofu.
Wen Yu Zhou’s gaze carefully swept from his feet, and calves, to his thighs.
The skin on the inner thigh of a young boy is very delicate.
It’s possible he was bitten by a mosquito, his scratch is still there, looking particularly alarming.
Wen Yu Zhou might be right.
He was all like a peach.
The man couldn’t help but think of the other person’s fair, plump and upturned buttocks, shaped like a peach. His Adam’s apple bobbed involuntarily.
Ning Shu slept a little dazedly.
He always felt like there was something he hadn’t finished, but drowsiness came on fiercely, and he slept rather deeply and comfortably in the cool air…
He didn’t want to go back to his stuffy, airless house at all.
But Ning Shu quickly realized that a hand seemed to be touching her leg.
That big hand hesitated for a moment, with a hint of roughness.
Ning Shu felt a little itchy.
When the hand wanted to reach in a little further, the boy awoke. He raised his face, his eyes a bit dazed and moist.
Then she saw Wen Yu Zhou across from her.
The man sat upright, his back straight. His eyes looked at him now, devoid of any warmth.
Ning Shu’s drowsiness instantly vanished, and he whispered a little sheepishly, “Uncle Wen.”
He thought about the big hand from earlier.
Felt like I might have had a nightmare.
For a moment, she felt a blush creep up her cheeks and bit her lip, unsure why she would have… such a dream.
Wen Yu Zhou noticed the flush on the boy’s face.
His eyes dimmed slightly, and he said faintly, “That’s all for today.”
You have no talent for learning.
Ning Shu hurriedly said, “Uncle Wen, I… next time I won’t do this again.”
Wen Yuzhou didn’t listen to his explanation and stood up.
Ning Shu sat in his seat, feeling a bit out of his depth.
But he really couldn’t take it anymore, which is why he fell asleep.
As soon as I think about having to go back to that stifling room.
He seemed a little lost in thought.
Wen Yu Zhou went into the bathroom, seeming to be washing up.
He stared in the direction of the bathroom, watching his tall and straight back.
Wen Yu Zhou has a great figure, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist.
Ning Shu stared for a long while, then thinking of her small arms and tiny body, she retracted her gaze.
He bowed his head and said it was a bit shameless.
Because the weather is too sultry today.
Ning Shu smelled a faint fragrance. He felt that the crabapple flowers seemed about to bloom and couldn’t help but walk over.
There are already signs of it about to bloom.
He saw the house across from him, its windows open. But there was no wind at all, and crickets chirped in the yard.
The young man couldn’t help but feel a little lost.
If he went back today, he probably wouldn’t be able to sleep. He might even have insomnia and wouldn’t have any energy in the morning.
But can he stay here?
Ning Shu’s mind couldn’t help but conjure up a thought.
Of course, he could ask Wen Yu Zhou to stay here for one night.
Even if it means sleeping on the floor.
It’s better than having to endure seven or eight hours, he’d probably be cooked alive.
Although the idea is a bit shameful.
But Ning Shu still obediently waited for Wen Yu Zhou to come out.
He quickly stood up, feeling that his purpose was a bit too strong. His eyelashes trembled slightly, but he still mustered the courage to say: “Uncle Wen… can I sleep here tonight?”
Wen Yu Zhou stood there, watching him, his expression unreadable: “Give me a reason.”
Ning Shu thought for a moment, pursed her lips and said, “Because…because I still have some things I want to ask you.”
Wen Yu Zhou didn’t speak, and it was unclear whether he believed his explanation.
He just walked past, picked up the water from the table and took a sip.
Ning Shu’s heart felt a little empty: “If it’s inconvenient…” Before he could finish his words, Wen Yu Zhou’s voice came over, “I go to bed on time at half past ten.”
He couldn’t help but widen his eyes slightly, seeing that it was almost half past ten.
Li Ma immediately pursed her lips and said, “Thank you, Uncle Wen.”
Ning Shu consciously went and made up the floor.
“But Wen Yu Zhou said, ‘If you want to sleep on the floor, just go back to your own room.'”
He is handsome with high cheekbones. Under the lights, there’s a kind of serious coldness to him.
Ning Shu didn’t quite understand what he meant at first.
Does this mean they have to sleep together?
Ning Shu’s gaze couldn’t help but fall on the man’s bed. Although it wasn’t small, with two men sleeping in it, it probably wouldn’t be very spacious.
Wen Yu Zhou pinched the bridge of his nose.
He said in a deep voice, “There are two minutes left. You can choose to leave.”
Ning Shu finally climbed up. He would rather climb than stay in that stuffy room with people for a night.
Wen Yuzhou let him sleep inside.
Then he reached out and switched off the lamp on the table.
The room grew dark, but Ning Shu felt very comfortable.
He closed his eyes.
…but how could he ignore the men around him. …
Wen Yu Zhou slept with his hands and feet neatly tucked in. He just lay there peacefully. But even so, Ning Shu couldn’t ignore his presence.
He closed his eyes for a while.
But I could hear Wen Yu Zhou’s voice in my ear: “Still thinking about what happened today?”
The man’s voice was low and slightly cold.
Ning Shu knew Wen Yu Zhou didn’t seem very approachable, and she often felt nervous around him.