good at cooking, he makes breakfast."Lin Zhi's eyes widened again, wanting to speak but held back. Because Zhuo Yu'an had already come out of the kitchen and called for them"Have breakfast."Lin Zhiyao...I gave Tinglan a copy, and symbolically gave Lu Kuo on the opposite side the same question.

Lu Kuò: Nonsense!

"Listen, Lan, if you don't understand just ask him, I have something to do and I'll be going now."

Fleeing the classroom with a backpack.

Listening to the sound of waves, he was engrossed in his work without a second thought.

Zuo Yu'an's question was just like his lectures, going deep and then shallow, with each point connecting to the next. It was even more detailed than the teacher's explanation, so Tinglan understood as she worked through it.

Next to her, Zhuo Yu'an quietly accompanied her, his attention unconsciously drawn to her hands. They were beautiful, fair and slender. He remembered the feeling of holding her palm during the arm-wrestling match that day, and the entanglement of their fingers in his dreams.

She turned her head slightly and took a sip of water, allowing her racing heart to calm down a little.

A teenager's thoughts can hardly be concealed. He has not yet mastered the skill of controlling his emotions, nor has he learned to express and contain them with ease. Thankfully, the girl beside him was not focused on these matters and did not notice his burning affection.

He is a goal-oriented person, carefully planning and working towards every step of his future. She came as an unexpected surprise to him, blooming into his first love. At first glance, he was drawn into her whirlpool, an intricate web from which there was no escape.

Yet she had done nothing, and known nothing.

She was so engrossed in doing the questions that her head was getting closer and closer to the desk. He couldn't help himself, he reached out with his palm and gently pushed her forehead.

“Get comfortable, eyes on the prize.”

Tinglan just finished the last question and, with a flick of her wrist, she raised her head to meet his gaze. Her eyes sparkled like stars as she beamed happily.

"Done."

Today because of his explanation just now and this accompanying practice,

Everything that wasn't grasped in class has now been digested, and I feel a sense of ease and joy throughout.

Zhuo Yu'an suddenly looked at her face up close, and countless ripples arose in his heart. The ripples rippled across the lake surface, and her smile, like a strong wind, pushed those ripples higher and higher. At this moment, he really wanted to hug her, not for any other purpose, just to hug her, so that the churning ripples could subside.

Restless youth, nowhere to place it.

Yes, I dare not move. I'm afraid to scare her; I might even lose a friend in the process. Just like how she reacted to that boy who confessed to her. After that, whenever they met on campus again, she would hide away as if he were a ferocious beast.

The too-innocent and naive girl is both heartwarming and a little frustrating.

Zhuo Yu'an took over her homework and looked at it one by one. All of them were done correctly, so he praised her.

:"Excellent!"

Tinglan felt a little embarrassed: "Thank you, I always bother you with teaching me."

Then she glanced at Lu Kuo's desk and the blank exam paper on it: "Is Lu Kuo angry"

"Huh "

"You were supposed to teach him, but ended up teaching me instead. Didn't he get upset" He looked a bit like he was throwing a tantrum and just walked away without doing any of the problems.

"Oh, it's the same if I teach him tomorrow."

Hearing the time, Tinglan hurriedly packed up her books and went home. If she returned late, her mother would surely scold her. After taking a few steps, she suddenly remembered that her classmate had helped her for half a day, and she just left like this. It seemed too impolite.

So I stopped and said to Zhuo Yu'an, "I'll buy you a drink."

He had grown accustomed to her indifference. It was unexpected when she suddenly responded, .

He was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.

"Sure."

The two walked side by side to the small store outside their school. Tinglan asked, "What do you like to drink"

To be honest, Zhuo YUAN doesn't drink beverages. He only drinks water normally, but after glancing at the carbonated drink in her hand, he said

“I'll have this too.”

Tinglan happily went to the counter to pay for another bottle.

Listening's family didn't allow her to drink it either, but she and Cheng Chen often bought some after school and finished it at home. So while waiting for the bus, she twisted open the cap and took small sips, a look of satisfaction on her face. By the time the bus was about to reach her stop, she still had half a bottle left. She didn't want to throw it away, so she had to gulp it down, her cheeks puffed out.

Carbonated drinks are prone to causing burps anyway. Drinking so much in one go, your stomach got bloated. Suddenly, a big burp choked you, and you started coughing violently, your face turning red from the choking.

As if on cue, she coughed and bent down to get off the bus. Everyone on board stared at her, mortified.

Zuo Yu'an also hurried out of the car with her and patted her on the back. After a while, she calmed down.

Tinglan felt both embarrassed and amused. Someone her age nearly choked on their drink. If Chenchen were here, the two of them would definitely be laughing hysterically together. In front of classmates she wasn't very familiar with, she restrained herself a little.

Zhuo Yu'an also smiled, watching her back until she disappeared before getting on the next bus home.

The drink in my hand had never been opened, it was always held in my hand. I intended to take it home and put it in the refrigerator, but as soon as I opened the door, the nanny came up to me happily and said, "Yu An"

Mr. Cheng is back from his business trip.

His mother, Cheng Zhimin, saw him and said with a smile: "Why are you home so late today Go wash your hands and have dinner."

But the smile didn't last long. Seeing the carbonated drink in his hand, he immediately put on a stern face: "How can you drink this junk food Throw it away, throw it away!"

When Cheng Zhimin came over to help him get his backpack, she also took his drink and threw it away.

Zuo Yu'an dodged, switching the drink to his other hand and protecting it: "I didn't drink."

"You didn't buy it to drink, did you Throw it away! This junk food is bad for your health. Come on over and eat dinner, Mom made your favorite."

Luckily, Cheng Zhimin didn't insist on throwing the drink away. After giving instructions, she turned and went to do other things.

He couldn't put it in the refrigerator, so he had to take it back to his room and place it next to his desk before going out to wash his hands and eat.

This was the first time his parents brought him to Qining, and his mother appeared at home for the first time. She made a meal for him, but her cooking wasn't very good, not as delicious as what the nanny used to make.

Cheng Zhim in saw her son, who was handsome and clean-cut. She was very satisfied with how he looked. At the dinner table, she mainly asked him about his studies at school and if he had adapted to life in Qining.

Zuo Yu'an replied, "Pretty good." Nothing to adapt to.

"That's good. Your parents came to pick you up because they wanted to spend more time with you, but as a result, their work has become even busier."

"Well, it doesn't matter." Zhuo Yu'an didn't care. Anyway, his parents were rarely around from a young age, so it was the same everywhere he went.

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