Twenty minutes later, Chen Liaoneng bent and stretched back and hooked Chu Zheng's neck and kissed him.

"Okay. Tell me how to solve it."

"You're too perfunctory."

"You said it." Chen Liao bit his lower lip, "and didn't say how long it took to kiss."

“…”

Or is it my fault?

Chu Zheng remembers to set a time next time, hold the person in his arms, hold his hand, and make a stroke on the paper.

The pen in his hand is not under his control, and the handwriting he writes is different from his.

Chen Liao couldn't help but turn his head to look at her.

"Read the question." Chu Zheng's tone was cold.

Chen Liao felt like he was caught and quickly turned his attention to the topic.

Chu Zheng didn't say much, Chen Liao quickly understood what to do and finished the rest of the work himself.

After Chen Liao finished writing, he showed it to Chu Zheng: "Do you think you did it right?"

"Um."

Chen Liao: "I have another question, please wait for me."

Chen Liao asked Chu Zheng to let go of himself, and he went to the bed to find a workbook among the piles of books spread out.

When I came back, I sat back consciously and Chu Zheng naturally hugged the person.

"I did this for a long time yesterday but didn't do it." Chen Liao turned to a page and pointed to one of the questions.

Chu Zheng put her chin on his shoulder and read the topic.

After confirming that he could do it, Chu Zheng then made a request: "Five minutes."

“…”
Chapter completed!