time difference

Chapter 10 Imbiancare

But Yan Zicheng really doesn't know what Qin Shaoya's view on love is now.She raised her chin and touched it. Since when did she pay attention to women's soft breasts and voluptuous curves?Hmm... eighteen?nineteen?Or twenty?Or...from the moment she met Luo Yulin in the bar?

Oh shit!

Thinking of Luo Yulin and Yan Zicheng wanted to scold the street, he obviously had no feelings for him, but he always hung her up, coming and going as soon as he was called.Yan Zicheng snorted and sneered, he was also a bitch, he was clearly aware of that guy's intentions, but he still chased after him, in the final analysis, it was his own fault.

Thinking so, Yan Zicheng's eyes fell on Qin Shaoya, and he patted the top of her head, "Hey, little bastard."

Qin Shaoya glared at her fiercely, "You bastard."

Yan Zicheng twisted her ears.

"Ah! Let go!" Qin Shaoya tugged at her hard, Yan Zicheng asked, "Do you have someone you like?" As for the appearance marked by Qin Shaoya's small face, at this age of youthful sprouting, there should be many The boys chased after her, but because of the negative label of "the child the mother doesn't want", Qin Shaoya has been ignored.

Qin Shaoya was stunned for a moment, then frowned, and then... nothing more.With a blank expression, she foolishly followed Yan Zicheng, walking slowly without saying a word.

Yan Zicheng laughed when he saw it, "What's the matter? Why is there a sudden silence?"

Qin Shaoya lowered her head, dragged her feet, peeked at her out of the corner of her eye, and asked hesitantly, "You... why are you asking me this question?"

"Ah?" Qin Shaoya asked Yan Zicheng rather dumbfounded.

Qin Shaoya scratched her head and whispered, "I don't know what it feels like to like."

Yan Zicheng smiled, "That's right, so small, what do you know?"

Now Qin Shaoya was upset, "Who says I don't understand, there are also people in our class who are in love."

"Then have you ever been in love?"

Qin Shaoya shook her head.

"Would you like to try it on?"

"Huh?!" Qin Shaoya suddenly stopped and looked at her.

"Go!" Yan Zicheng patted her on the head and pulled her across the street.

Yan Zicheng was fine, but Qin Shaoya was still worried, his mind was full of Yan Zicheng's question just now: Do you want to try?what is itfall in love?How to talk about it?use your mouth?Who to talk to?Qin Shaoya sneaked a peek at Yan Zicheng with a strange expression, her buttocks and breasts turned up, red mouth winking, with her?abnormal.

too old.

In fact, Qin Shaoya really thought too much, Yan Zicheng said what he said casually, without any thought at all, the whole process was that the speaker had no intention of listening, and the listener had no intention, and it made an oolong mess.

Yan Zicheng said: "You bastard, let me tell you, if you fall in love with someone, you must tell me."

"Why?"

"I'll check for you and help you refer. Look, you can't tell your father about this kind of thing, right? If you tell him, he won't beat you to death? You don't have much experience, so you have to have someone who has experienced it to help you."

"Who do I like, why should you be the gatekeeper? Crazy!"

"Then I don't care, anyway, you have to tell me first."

"Psycho! Who are you, take care of me like that!"

"You little bastard, I'm your mother—" Yan Zicheng raised his hand and wanted to slap her, but stopped halfway through the slap, turned into a unit building, and changed his words slightly: "Tutor."

Tutor? ! ! !

"Wait!" Qin Shaoya ran up the stairs to catch her, "Just send it downstairs, what are you doing up there!"

"The teacher wants to meet the parents. Don't worry, I won't charge you money. On the contrary, if you improve in your studies, I will reward you with pocket money."

"I'll go! Wait! Give me—" Qin Shaoya pulled Yan Zicheng's clothes with one hand, and pulled her hair with the other. A depressing male voice, followed by heavy footsteps, and then the door was pushed open.

Well......

Qin Shaoya let go of Yan Zicheng's clothes, glanced at the bloodshot eyes of the man at the door, and lowered his head abruptly.

After a brief silence, like a violent storm, the man shouted at Qin Shaoya: "Come back?! You still know you're back!"

Qin Shaoya pinched the corner of her clothes tightly, frowned, bit her lip and trembled twice, suddenly raised her head, and just as she opened her mouth, Yan Zicheng covered her and pushed her aside, "Don't talk, I'll talk to your father." Qin Shaoya looked at her, turned her face away, walked to the wall and stood up.

Qin Wenchang noticed the young woman who brought her daughter back, and his heart moved. This woman's eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Qin Shaoya's. If Shaoya was an adult, she must be so charming.Seeing Qin Wenchang, Yan Zicheng's mood was also very complicated, her eyes felt a little wet, she turned around, touched the corners of her eyes, and forcefully held back her tears.

"Excuse me, are you..."

Yan Zicheng turned his head and said with a smile, "Mr. Qin, hello, I'm the teacher trainee brought by Mr. Wu, the head teacher of Qin Shaoya's classmate this year."

"Oh, Hello."

Qin Shaoya listened from the side, waiting for her, damn it, you can say such things?Why don't you blush when you lie!

Yan Zicheng glanced sideways at Qin Shaoya, showed a merciful smile, and continued, "Mr. Qin, Mr. Wu said that the child is about to enter the third grade of junior high school. He assigned tasks to our group of interns and asked us to spare time to help some students with weak foundations in the class. So I will come to help Shaoya with tutoring every Monday to Friday at nine o'clock in the evening, and I will come back in the morning on weekends."

"This...how embarrassing, about tuition fees——"

"Hey, don't be polite to Mr. Qin, I'm also in the internship stage, and I can improve a lot if I get in touch with students more, just treat it as me studying with Shaoya." Turning around, he waved to Qin Shaoya, "Isn't it? , Shaoya?"

Qin Shaoya bulged her cheeks, looked at her with a complicated expression, and after a while, hummed irritably.

"Hey..." Qin Wenchang sighed, and invited Yan Zicheng into the room, "You don't know, my kid has been naughty since he was a child, so don't worry about it. Oh yes, I haven't asked the teacher yet. First name, may I ask your teacher's last name?"

"My name is Yan Zicheng. I'm serious and strict. I'll say Cheng at three o'clock."

"Hi Teacher Yan, just be strict with her." Qin Wenchang dragged Qin Shaoya in, "Don't you pour water for Teacher Yan?"

Yan Zicheng waved his hand, "No, no, I'm just sending classmate Shaoya back today, and then I'll talk to you about tutoring."

Qin Wenchang thanked: "Teacher Yan is really troublesome. My girl was just rebellious. She ran away from home two days ago, which worried me to death. However, she is not bad in nature and smart, but she just can't sit down and study. Hey , how did Teacher Yan meet Shaoya?"

Qin Shaoya came over with two cups of hot water, gave Qin Wenchang a cup, "Dad, drink water", then put the cup heavily in front of Yan Zicheng, coughed, and sat aside.

Qin Wenchang taught her: "Be polite to the teacher, do you hear me?"

"Oh!"

Yan Zicheng covered his lips and smiled, and explained: "I met Shaoya at the noodle restaurant outside the school last night. At that time, I saw that she was not looking well, so I asked her a few words, and later found out that she ran away from home and I didn't want to go back, so I took her back to the apartment and chatted with her for a long time." She patted the back of Qin Shaoya's hand, "In fact, Shaoya already knew that she was wrong, and she was afraid that Mr. Come back late."

Qin Wenchang pressed the center of his eyebrows hard, and sighed: "I don't have the energy to scold her. I can't find her these two days, and I have no place to let go of my heart. Okay, okay, just come back." He Ask Qin Shaoya, "Have you eaten well? You feel thin after not seeing you for two days. Why do you worry about this child, tell me!"

Yan Zicheng gave Qin Shaoya a wink, Qin Shaoya clicked his tongue, seeing his father's haggard appearance also froze, and responded in a low voice: "Dad, I'm sorry."

Qin Wenchang rubbed the top of her hair, "What a bastard! You should thank the teacher well."

Qin Shaoya bared her teeth at Yan Zicheng, apologizing to the teacher?save her?What kind of teacher is she?

Yan Zicheng smiled softly, "Don't be polite to me, Shaoya, I will be your tutor part-time during this time, I hope we can get along well."

Qin Shaoya rolled her eyes, seeing her father's frowning, she had no choice but to nod obediently, "Okay, I see, thank you teacher."

Thus, the matter of Qin Shaoya running away from home was turned by the matter of Yan Zicheng pretending to be a tutor.

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Although Yan Zicheng's tutor is fake, but I have to say that she is really reliable.Yan Zicheng helped Qin Shaoya with English and comprehensive essays at home, and he spoke logically and analyzed thoroughly, especially English, those tadpole essays that Qin Shaoya could not understand, made Yan Zicheng babble a few times, and then he suddenly became enlightened.

Qin Shaoya looked suspiciously at the enchanting woman sitting beside her, "Are you really a teacher graduate?"

Yan Zicheng held his chin and poked the tip of her chin with a ballpoint pen, "I graduated from a school that is much better than the normal school."

Qin Shaoya didn't believe it, and pulled away the pen, "What school?"

"society."

"what?"

Yan Zicheng turned his pen and tapped her on the head, "You don't understand even if you tell me, write quickly!"

"Oh..." Qin Shaoya picked up a fountain pen and continued to do her homework.

"Huh?" Yan Zicheng leaned over to look, frowned, and took her hand to shake, "Your English writing is too ugly. My sister taught you handwriting and typography. The exam is very popular. Come on."

"Hmm." Qin Shaoya straightened her waist, and felt that there were two soft things rubbing against her back, which felt weird...

Yan Zicheng said, "What are you doing? It's awkward."

Qin Shaoya faltered, "You, don't stick to me."

"how?"

"I'm not used to it."