Quick Travel: Pathologically Loyal Dog Strategies

Chapter 831 Classmate, Don’t Delay My Study 29
Bo Huai: "Aren't you afraid of choking to death?"

"???"

Why do you speak so badly?
Shen Ronghua: "Half asleep, half awake, I don't have such worries."

"So if you hear movement in the middle of the night, don't be afraid."

She suspected that the reason why she had such a dream and had such a habit was all because she was too tight.

After going down the mountain, she never had a good meal. When she stayed overnight in the ruined temple, all she dreamed about was big fish and big meat, but every time she woke up, the only response to her was grunting.

How miserable.

Bo Huai didn't think there was anything to be afraid of, "Let's read the book, within three days, learn all the basic characters."

Shen Ronghua readily accepted, and obediently sat behind the desk, following the old gentleman's teaching, the sitting posture was extremely standard.

Without any explanation, Bo Huai pushed the desk to the opposite of her.

Shen Ronghua's ears trembled, he raised his head to see his behavior, and reminded: "Yuan An said, you were very clear before and never crossed the line."

The unspoken meaning is that you are now over the top.

Bo Huai smiled lightly, "From now on, you will count me as half a student, can you compare with him?"

All of a sudden, Shen Ronghua remembered that in the days to come, Bo Huai would be solely responsible for her studies.

She couldn't say anything more immediately, she buried her head and continued to copy.

The characters on this plane are particularly complicated, and her wrists are a little sore after writing too much. She stopped many times, wanting to take a breath, and the other party's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling would look over.

It's like mocking her, and she can't bear the hardship of studying.

Whenever this happens, Shen Ronghua will be stimulated to the top, unwilling to rest for a moment, so as not to be laughed at by Bo Huai.

But, why does Bo Huai find out every time she stops?
Thinking of this, she raised her head.

Thinly lit kerosene lamps illuminate every corner of the house with dim yellow light. The light is particularly stable and does not flicker from time to time like candlelight.

Shen Ronghua had been thinking about the freedom to use kerosene lamps, but it was easily realized here by Bo Huai.

Emotions are a little more complicated.

Bo Huai was holding a book in his hand. She couldn't even recognize the four characters in the title.

Bo Huai moved the book away, met her dazed face, and frowned indiscernibly: "Why are you in a daze?"

Just now, the sight fell on him, then it turned away, faded away, and then disappeared.

Therefore, he couldn't help but speak out.

Shen Ronghua came back to his senses and replied, "I'm curious what book you read."

"It's just some strange talk." Bo Huai said indifferently.

Shen Ronghua was really curious now, "What kind of weird talk? You actually read this kind of thing?"

For scholars, this kind of strange talk is an extremely unpopular book. Generally speaking, storybooks, strange talks, etc., have somewhat added the imagination of scholars, that is, writing daydreams into articles and expressing obscenity product.

Especially ghost stories and the like, most of the stories in the storybook are about the scholar and the rich lady, while the ghost stories are more about the unlucky love between the monster race and human beings.

In short, Shen Ronghua was surprised that Bo Huai was interested in this kind of thing.

Xu Shi could see some of her intentions, and Bo Huai explained: "Although this article describes love, its writing skills are very good, and the way of presenting the article is also unique."

Shen Ronghua suddenly realized, and felt ashamed of what he had just thought.

As expected of a mission goal, people would only indulge in ghost stories when they read them, but he only wanted to learn when he read this kind of stuff.

"Do you want to know the content?" He leaned forward suddenly, his handsome face was illuminated by the dim yellow light, and there was a rare gentleness between his brows and eyes.

(End of this chapter)