Chapter 11
Mu Ziang stabilized his beating heart.

He sighed helplessly, and slid his right hand along Lan Yao's back to the back of his head.

The fluffy hair under his palm made him realize that what happened now was not his illusion.

His pupils shook slightly, but his voice was as calm as ever: "What's wrong?"

Lan Yao yelled, full of grievances.

Rubbing his head on Mu Ziang's shoulder indiscriminately: "I don't know how to do that question..."

The boy's voice was soft, with a coquettish tone.

Mu Ziang suppressed his chaotic thoughts and comforted him: "Every question has its solution. You just need to break through each one one by one."

Lan Yao's eyes lit up, and he quickly withdrew from Mu Ziang's arms.

He excitedly held Mu Ziang's hand, his eyes sparkled: "Zi Ang, you are so smart!"

In the clear and bright eyes, he was the only one.

Mu Ziang's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the corners of his lips tugged gently, "Yes."

With the idea of ​​learning, Lan Yao can't wait to take out the topic and read it carefully.

He said goodbye to Mu Ziang straightforwardly and headed to the classroom excitedly.

Before leaving, he did not forget to say thank you to Mu Ziang.

Mu Ziang nodded slightly and watched him leave.

When the boy's figure completely disappeared in front of his eyes, Mu Ziang turned around slowly and walked towards his classroom.

He walked a little absent-mindedly.

The steps became heavier and heavier until they stopped in place.

Under the flickering expression, he raised his right hand.

It seemed that there was still the feeling of stroking the soft hair on the back of the boy's head in his hands.

His fingers rubbed each other with a little nostalgia.

In some empty and deserted corridors, there was a cold laugh.

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All day long, Lan Yao was staring at the textbook.

The whole body exuded the aura of keeping strangers away, which made everyone feel a little panicked.

A news gradually circulated in the school: Su Huai, who was a school grass and a top student, finally became stupid because of too much study pressure!The whole person was crazy, as if he had changed into a different person.

Night fell quietly, and the bell for the last class rang.

Lan Yao stuffed all the textbooks into the schoolbag.

Even so, most of the books were not packed in.

Without saying a word, he hugged all the textbooks in his arms, as if he was going to learn all of them.

Lan Yao and Mu Ziang said goodbye in a hurry, and walked towards home with high spirits.

Because all his energy was on his studies, he didn't notice the strange eyes of the students around him when he was looking at him.

It was a rumor that was circulated, but now it is directly regarded as true.

On the way home, Lan Yao was also studying what the spatial position was.

229 looked at Lan Yao's series of actions, feeling extremely sad, wanting to cry, wanting to shed tears.

Why, why is its host so different?

Other people's hosts travel around the world, who doesn't think about missions all the time?

Its host is quite good, thinking about learning every day! ! !

Under the helpless rage in 229's heart, Lan Yao returned home.

Lan Yao seemed to be possessed, and opened the door with a sullen head.

He closed the door without looking at anyone in the room.

Pull out the chair directly, sit down on the stool, put the book on the desk, and read all kinds of things.

He frowned slightly, as if he was in trouble.

Leng Yihan's expression changed slightly after he said hello but got no response.

(End of this chapter)

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