Full-time girlfriend: Why would you work when I am here?

After putting away his suitcase, Song Pingqing went to the study to gather according to the itinerary that had been arranged long ago.

According to the servants, the study room on the second floor has been converted into a study room for the eldest lady Murong Xue and the three of them.

It is filled with various reading materials suitable for their age group, as well as matching tables and chairs and self-media equipment for teaching.

In the preschool curriculum, there will be a tutor who will come to the study room to give lectures to a few students on the cultural subjects.

There is also a dedicated person in the study to serve tea and snacks, so the four of them only need to study hard.

As soon as Song Pingqing entered the study, before he had time to exclaim that the study was ridiculously large, he saw a girl standing on the movable wooden ladder in front of the bookshelf.

When the girl heard the noise, she subconsciously looked towards the door and her eyes met Song Pingqing's.

The girl has a slim figure and is wearing a white long dress. Her hair is in big waves and is neatly braided and decorated with hairpins embellished with diamonds. Her face is delicate.

What a typical look of a young lady.

I have seen this sister in a book before.

The moment she saw Song Pingqing clearly, Murong Xue seemed stunned for a moment, and then she revealed a very cute smile.

"Hello, Song Pingqing."

It's not true that a six-year-old girl's voice is amazing, but Murong Xue's voice is clear, with the soft tone unique to a southern girl.

"You look a little more handsome than in the picture Daddy gave me."

Song Pingqing's cheeks flushed, and he uttered an awkward "ah", not paying any attention to the fact that Murong Xue's compliment was that he was handsome: "No, no, just so-so."

Not only is she cute, but why is she so good at praising you?

Who can resist the compliments of such a cute girl!

Originally, Song Pingqing had already prepared himself mentally to accommodate an arrogant young lady!

It turns out that the eldest lady is a sweet girl!!!

Song Pingqing couldn't help but glance at Murong Xue a few more times.

If the Liu Junjie I met a few days ago was more like the heroine of a self-made career novel, then the girl in front of me was more like the heroine of a romance novel.

This world is a little strange.

With this thought in mind, Song Pingqing couldn't help but take another look at Murong Xue's appearance.

Although she is still young, it would be an exaggeration to say that she is stunningly beautiful, but the strange aura around her is impossible to ignore.

After watching so much, Song Pingqing suddenly felt his nose getting hot and subconsciously reached out to touch it. Oh, luckily there was no nosebleed, otherwise it would be too terrible!

Murong Xue obviously noticed Song Pingqing's frequent stares. Seeing Song Pingqing's actions, her first reaction was worry. She put down the book, got down from the ladder, walked to her side, and asked softly, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"No...no...you are so cute, I..." Song Pingqing met those bright and watery eyes. Now she felt that the old romance novels were not completely exaggerated. The more she spoke, the redder her face became. She could only cover her face with her hands.

It's so embarrassing, really.

I really want to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Of course, Song Pingqing was not the only one who experienced this kind of shock.

Wu Qiming was so nervous that he almost fell to the ground while walking. Liu Mingxi was not much better, he stammered and could hardly speak a complete sentence.

Oh, what a bunch of losers.

Song Pingqing turned his face away and looked out the window as if unintentionally to hide his expression which had not yet calmed down.

"You guys are so cute." Murong Xue looked around at the three of them and smiled peacefully.

Before Baihua Academy officially opens, the four of them will study together.

There are preparatory classes in primary schools. How outrageous.

In addition to the regular basic courses such as Chinese, mathematics, English and French, compulsory courses include law, management, etiquette, aesthetics and equestrianism, and everyone can choose elective courses in their own interests.

Song Pingqing once thought that the purpose of arranging law classes for them was to make them clearly understand what bottom line should not be crossed.

As for interests and specialties, only the three newcomers have choices.

As the heiress of a wealthy family, Murong Xue's interests have been cultivated since she was in her mother's womb. As far as she can remember, she has been in constant contact with teachers of various subjects, and ultimately she retained the three that she chose: dance, piano, and painting.

Wu Qiming chose swimming and drums, and he is as noisy as he is.

Liu Mingxi chose chess and vocal music.

Song Pingqing chose Sanda and violin.

In fact, if Murong Xue hadn't repeatedly suggested that he must learn a musical instrument in order to integrate into campus life, Song Pingqing originally planned to only choose Sanda.

"Why are you interested in Sanda?" Murong Xue looked at Song Pingqing with a worried look in her eyes, "What if a girl gets hurt?"

"Be careful of scumbags, start from childhood." What if there is some stupid and abusive story?

"What is a scumbag?" Murong Xue asked curiously.

Song Pingqing replied seriously: "A man who wants to deceive your feelings is a scumbag."

Murong Xue couldn't help but chuckle, which made her look even cuter: "Xiao Qing is really funny."

...No!

Song Pingqing's new brain is really useful.

Putting aside basic subjects like Chinese, math and English, even French and German, which he had never been exposed to in his previous life, were easy for Song Pingqing's new brain to learn.

Another person who was as relaxed as this was Liu Junxi. He was worthy of being the genius girl's brother. Although he was inferior to that genius, his IQ was not bad either. The two of them learned with ease, which directly attracted Wu Qiming's envious gaze.

Murong Xue's learning ability seemed to be slightly worse, but she never showed any negative emotions. Every time after making a mistake in a question, she looked like a little angel full of energy.

"I will do it right next time!" Murong Xue encouraged herself.

"We will definitely do it right next time!" Wu Qiming shouted the slogan.

...What's the use of just shouting slogans?

Song Pingqing took Murongxue's exercise book away before Liu Junxi: "Come, I'll tell you again. This place is..."

As the only study partner of the same gender as the eldest daughter, Song Pingqing naturally has to shoulder more responsibilities.

For example, helping the eldest daughter pack the equipment she needs for her equestrian lessons.

Liu Junxi shook the phone in his hand and said, "Meet at the door after you pack your things. The driver and I have an appointment to pick you up at 8:30."

This guy is responsible for coordinating the itinerary with teachers of various subjects and the driver.

"Ok."

As for Wu Qiming… he is the innate atmosphere group saint and the supporting actor. I am not confident in handing other things to him, so forget it.

This was the first time Song Pingqing entered the eldest lady's bedroom.

Needless to say, the size and decoration of the room were all the best, but what made Song Pingqing feel extremely woc was the decoration style.

Pink curtains, pink bed curtains, pink carpets, except for the occasional touch of color, everything else that catches the eye is pink.

Song Pingqing said that he had never seen so many pink things at the same time in his previous life and this life combined.

Being overwhelmed by pink waves every day, no wonder Murong Xue grew up to be a sweet girl.

Of course Murong Xue did not miss the shock that flashed in Song Pingqing's eyes. She thought it was the size of the room that caused Song Pingqing to feel so shocked.

After all, her bedroom is more pink than the other three.

Song Pingqing had an exaggerated sentence in his mind: Miss Mary Sue wakes up from her 100-square-meter bed every morning...

OK, 100 square meters is a bit too much, but this looks like at least or square meters? A perfect place for a pajama party.

"If Sister Pingqing likes it, I can also ask father to give you a room like this, and we can live next to each other." Murong Xue looked at Song Pingqing carefully, as if she was afraid of disturbing her self-esteem.

You're probably the one who got used to the vicious female supporting role.

"No, I think the current room is fine."

Song Pingqing thought about it and felt that such a refusal was a bit blunt and might hurt the young lady's heart, so he added jokingly:

“I have no interest in running a marathon in my room.”

"...You're so annoying..." Murong Xue gently pushed her and said angrily, "Who would run a marathon in the bedroom?"

Of course it’s the noble Miss Mary Sue named Bingqing Diemeng Yali Yingyu Lingshangli Xuemei... (forty words omitted here)...!

Except for Murong Xue who had been here several times, the other three were visiting the racecourse for the first time.

After changing into riding clothes, someone brought over a small, snow-white New Forest pony.

Murong Xue walked over familiarly, touched the horse, turned around and said with a smile: "This is my horse, you guys should go pick one of yours, and choose carefully, because you will have to participate in the school competition in the future."

Wow, no wonder he wanted to learn this, it turns out he was worried about being embarrassed when he went to school.

The three of them looked at various ponies and small horses suitable for children to ride along the way, but they were hesitant and couldn't make a choice.

Liu Junxi and Wu Qiming were naturally vain boys, and they just wanted to pick a horse that was both handsome and strong, so they were overwhelmed by the choices.

As for Song Pingqing… after all, she is a person who has transformed from a grandmother back to a grandson. She just wants to choose a horse that is extremely friendly to beginners, so she is discussing it seriously with the introducer.

While the two were still hesitating about what to choose, Song Pingqing had already gone out with the introducer, leading a brown-red mini horse.

"Why did you choose this!" Mo Rongxue's expression became a little dazed when he saw the mini horse chosen by Song Pingqing.

Murong Xue was riding on her pony, with her trainer holding the reins for her.

“This is for kids to ride.”

"We are just children, and they say this horse is the most docile."

It is quite docile. This horse is not as noble as Song Pingqing.

The introducer said with some embarrassment: "Miss Song said she wanted the most docile one, so she chose this one."

Murong Xue looked at Song Pingqing, who was 1.25 meters tall, and then at the mini horse, which was less than 1 meter tall. After carefully considering her tone, she said tactfully, "Pingqing, I think this horse may be a little too small for you."

The introducer nodded frantically.

"Ah...then I should change one?" Song Pingqing was a little embarrassed. This was really beyond the scope of grandma's cognition. "But I really don't know how to choose."

"I'll help you choose!" Murong Xue unskillfully got off the horse with the help of her coach, and walked inside holding Song Pingqing's hand. "Just choose the same one as me, and I guarantee you won't go wrong."

"Too luxurious..." Song Pingqing had just seen this breed of horse. It was only for sale and not for rent, and the price was staggeringly high.

"What's the big deal? In fact, the price of long-term rental and purchase is almost the same."

Murong Xue used both hands to push her back forward, "Just pick it, why bother thinking about so many unnecessary things!"

There are not many New Forest ponies of the right age, and the most striking ones are a completely black horse and a chestnut horse with a white diamond on its forehead.

In terms of aesthetics, Song Pingqing thinks the black one is damn handsome, but in terms of being low-key, the maroon one looks less eye-catching.

Before she could speak, Murong Xue spoke first: "Pingqing, would you like to consider the black one?"

"What's wrong?" Song Pingqing turned to look at her with some surprise.

"I think you'd look really handsome riding a black one." Murong Xue said very seriously, "It suits your temperament better."

In fact, Murong Xue had only made a suggestion, but the introducer at the horse farm took the chestnut pony away directly after hearing this.

You don't have to be so discerning.

"You can give it a name." Murong Xue came over and took Song Pingqing's arm, "From now on, it will be yours."

"So your horse has a name too?" Song Pingqing was a little curious about what the eldest lady's horse would be called.

"Yes! My horse's name is Zhenqi!"

...No problem, dyeing the hair purple and sticking diamonds on it will make it look more like it.

Murongxue poked Song Pingqing: "Come up with a name."

"Let's call him Black Water."

"It seems weird, why is it called this?" Murong Xue was a little puzzled.

"It's black, shiny and slippery. Calling it black oil sounds like venting emotion. Calling it black light is inappropriate. Calling it black slippery is too ugly. Let's just call it black water."

This time it was finally the eldest lady's turn to be speechless.

During the time it took to reselect horses, the two of them also made their adjustments. Liu Junxi chose a brown horse, while Wu Qiming and Song Pingqing had similar aesthetic tastes and also chose a black one, but its coat wasn't as black as Song Pingqing's, and it had a little bit of mixed color on the forehead.

"I think your horse is more handsome than Liu Junxi's." Song Pingqing whispered to Wu Qiming.

"Yeah, he insisted on choosing that one. I can't agree with him." Wu Qiming is quite confident in his aesthetic taste.

In order to ensure safety, such courses naturally have one instructor per person.

Song Pingqing was very athletic, and the horse was quite docile, so after two lessons he could ride the horse leisurely by himself.

Murong Xue had learned a little before and could ride slowly on her own, so the two of them simply walked side by side, with their respective coaches accompanying them on both sides to provide protection.

When passing by Wu Qiming, it was obvious that his fat body added a lot of psychological pressure to him. He was so scared that he sat on his horse and dared not move. He was so nervous that he just wanted to scream.

"You two should not learn from him." The one teaching Song Pingqing how to ride a horse was a very cool and cool young lady, but her tone was very gentle, "You can easily scare the horse by yelling like that. Although your horse is more docile than his, animals are animals after all, and they can't stand being frightened like that."

"I understand. Ma also likes people who are emotionally stable." Song Pingqing continued.

The young lady thought this description was very interesting, thought about it and laughed, and commented: "Yes, your description is very accurate."

"Our Pingqing is very powerful!" Murong Xue added a compliment at the right time.

"No, no, no." Song Pingqing continued to remain humble.

You're making me feel so proud, Miss.

Murong Xue smiled as she looked at Song Pingqing, who looked so embarrassed that he almost wanted to slip away immediately.