why are you forcing me to study

The three of them were walking together on the road, with Jiang Lixin walking in the middle, holding Shan Yunche in one arm and He Qinghui in the other.

People on the road cast envious glances at them.

Shan Yunche kept looking at He Qing and smiling back.

Jiang Lixin: "Ah, our car is in front. Ah Che, you and Hui Hui sit in the back."

Finally, he was able to walk back next to He Qing.

He Qing looked back.

This car looks like a lot of money.

Didn't even dare to sit down in the car.

There are four rows of seats in the car.

Is this... really a private car?

He Qinghui looked at the furnishings in the car a little curiously, his big eyes filled with great doubts again.

"It turns out that the aunt you saved was my mother."

He Qing replied: "I... I didn't know the world was so small."

Shan Yunche was still thinking about how to clear up her misunderstanding of He Qinghui.

It doesn't seem necessary now.

very nice.

Along the way, He Qinghui stared blankly at the scenery outside the window.

It is really different from Songwu Street.

There are many high-rise buildings here, unlike Songwu Street, where most of them are dilapidated bungalows; the road is very spacious, and there are almost no pedestrians walking by at a glance, unlike Songwu Street, which is crowded with people and vehicles .

There are no small vendors here, and there are only neatly arranged greenery on both sides of the road.

The commercial street and billboards are full of beautiful things in eyes.

Although it feels a lot more upscale than that at home, it always feels a little less smokey.

Not quite used to it.

Finally arrived at Shan Yunche's house.

Because the car was too flat, He Qinghui was tall, so when he got out of the car, he accidentally bumped into the roof, "Ahh—"

Shan Yunche hurriedly got out of the car and followed him, rubbing his head with his palm, "Be careful, does it hurt?"

As soon as Jiang Lixin turned her head, she saw Shan Yunche rubbing He Qinghui's head, thinking that these two children are so cute.

"Ache, come back, come in quickly."

"I know auntie."

While rubbing him, Shan Yunche led him in.

Jiang Lixin put the little black leather bag on the sofa, "Uncle Li, how are the dishes I sent you on WeChat just now?"

"It will be fine soon, don't worry."

"That's great, tell them to hurry up, there are guests at home."

As soon as He Qinghui entered this house, it felt like he had opened the door to a new world.

There are two floors in the house, and there is even a person like a housekeeper.

The living room is very spacious, with rich and colorful furnishings, but each style is very simple.

It is very similar to Shan Yunche's style.

He Qinghui has always known that Shan Yunche's family is powerful, but he has never had a very clear idea.

Today he finally saw it.

A little unexpected.

Jiang Lixin: "Ache, take it back to your room and wait for a while, the meal will be ready soon."

Shan Yunche: "Understood."

He Qing replied: "Go...to the room?"

So don't treat him as an outsider?

Seeing the tense expression on his face in a daze, Shan Yunche directly helped him carry his schoolbag, making a gesture to go upstairs.

"Hey, wait..." He Qing tugged at the corner of his clothes, "Which room are you going to?"

"Of course it's my room."

"??? Is this appropriate?"

"Nothing inappropriate."

There is nothing inappropriate about what the hostess of this house agrees to.

"Shan Yunche, wait first..."

Shan Yunche went up the stairs in front of him, and he could only follow in small steps.

He Qing could see it now.

His domineering nature is genetic.

Shan Yunche's room is really spacious and big.

The desk is huge and so is the bed.

The whole room is filled with the nice scent of mint that comes with him.

Shan Yunche put his schoolbag on the chair in front of the desk, dragged another chair from the side, and motioned He Qing to sit down, "Are all the answer sheets in the schoolbag?"

He Qinghui hesitated for a while, then sat down on the chair next to him, arranged the answer sheets of each subject in a row and spread them out on the table.

Taking advantage of this little gap before eating, Shan Yunche planned to finish analyzing the math paper first.

"Sit closer."

He Qinghui obediently moved the chair towards him, leaning against his elbow unconsciously with his chest.

Shan Yunche turned his body slightly, and drew a circle on his wrong question with a red pen, "The final question was done very well. This mid-level question should not be wrong. This step is because the formula was misremembered."

"Um……"

"Also here, the answer is correct, but the steps are not complete; for this question, writing the college entrance examination like this will not give you full marks. Another way." Shan Yunche tore off a sticky note, and quickly wrote down the most concise and effective method. Posted aside, "It's definitely okay to write like this."

He Qinghui listened quietly.

Shan Yunche looked at his answer sheet, and continued question by question.

Gradually, He Qinghui felt that he could no longer hear his voice.

His gaze slowly moved from the answer sheet to Shan Yunche's slender hands, and then up to his Adam's apple.

Finally, move to his profile.

As he talked about the topic, his long curled eyelashes kept trembling.

Under the light, it looks like two small fans.

The outline is very deep.

Shan Yunche clearly looked at others coldly.

But when you look at him, it is so gentle.

why.

He Qing wanted to know the answer.

But I can't find it anywhere.

He Qinghui stared at him, and subconsciously called out his name: "Shan Yunche."

After being interrupted, Shan Yunche stopped, "I didn't understand."

He Qinghui didn't listen at all.

The moment Shan Yunche turned his head to meet his gaze, he realized how close they were.

He Qinghui stared intently at his eyes, as if trying to see through them.

"He Qinghui, you..."

He Qinghui didn't know what happened to him.

It's just... crazy.

Shan Yunche suddenly felt that his throat was dry, and he kept swallowing.

The eyes of the two people moved down to each other's lips at the same time.

Parted lips.

He Qinghui nervously clenched the hands supporting the chair.

The face approached him uncontrollably.

Shan Yunche also slowly approached him.

The moment their lips were about to touch, they heard a knock on the door.

Jiang Lixin: "Ah Che, the food is ready. Take it back and eat it, don't let it get cold."

He Qinghui stood up in a jerk, pushed the chair away, and said a little at a loss: "That...Auntie called us, let's go, let's go."

Before Shan Yunche could reply, he quickly walked to the bedroom door, opened it and went out.

"call--"

He Qing turned his back against the door panel.

Heart pounding.

About to jump out.

Just... what the hell happened?

Why approach him uncontrollably.

Why do you think so...

kiss him.

He Qinghui shook his hair vigorously.

Lost your mind?

crazy.

Must be crazy.

crazy! ! ! !