Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

Chapter 212 Complementary Mathematics

Ye Zheng excitedly surrounded Dabai and couldn't stop playing. Dabai ignored her. She could also whisper and tell a story to him for half a day. She also made up a flower ring for him. From time to time, the yard came with white-white growling and pieces of Ye Zheng.

By the time Ye Zheng returned to God, it was already dark, so he left the yard of great white and great cabbage and walked into the house with mathematics and the night cold.

After waving his goodbyes, Ye Zheng went upstairs in a heavy mood to hold the bag.

Seeing Xu Yi come out of the study, Ye Zheng rushed forward and asked, “Is Shi Nightcold busy now? ”

Seeing Ye Qiang, Xu Yiton was about to cry. This grandmother was quite enough fun.

Busy, can you not be busy, the one inside is busy jealous of the dark sky!

He obviously wanted to make the beauty happy. Who knew the beauty had been abducted directly? He knew what it meant to raise a tiger.

“Master, it's okay, it's okay! If you're looking for him, go inside now!” Xu Yi said immediately.

“So how's he feeling now?” Ye Qiang was relieved to ask that, if she was in a good mood, it should be easier for her to agree to a supplementary lesson.

“It's good!” Xu Yi did not hesitate to sell the leaves.

“Oh, that's good...” Ye Zheng relieved herself and walked into the study unconsciously.

When he went in, he saw a man sitting on a vine chair on the balcony, holding a foreign book in his hand, his face hidden in the shadows, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

“Something wrong?” When he saw her approaching, the man slowly raised his head and looked at her with a cool, moonlighted eye.

Ye Zheng also did not know if it was her own illusion, always felt that Xu Yi was in the pit of her.

Is Night Cold really in a good mood?

She thought about it for half a day and couldn't find a reason to feel bad about it, so she didn't think about it much.

“Well, here's the thing... I have less than a month to go to college, but my math is so bad, I want to fix it! Have you been busy? Can you teach me? Give me two every night. No, just an hour! ”

Ye Qiang dared not ask too much, after all, he is a busy man.

But the saying is good, listening to the King's words is better than reading for ten years, even if it is only one hour, it will be of great benefit to her.

Apart from the fact that she was very receptive to the way Straight Night Cold was explained, there was also a physiological reason that she would never dare to desert in front of Straight Night Cold, her spirit was highly concentrated and particularly efficient.

Ye Zheng waited nervously for the man to answer.

Half an hour later, the man dropped the book in his hand and said, "I can give you two hours. ”

“Two hours!” Ye Qiang, his eyes lit up. “Really? ”

“But I have conditions.” Night sight is dim.

The nerves of Ye Zheng suddenly tightened, “Conditions… Conditions… What conditions? ”

Night Cold: “Correspondingly, you have to pay a certain amount. ”

Ye Qiang: “What does this reward mean? ”

Night Cold: “Give me eight hours. ”

Ye Zheng suddenly stunned, “Ah...? ”

Give him eight hours to do what?

The next second, she suddenly remembered the previous time in the dormitory, a similar situation was encountered. At that time, the condition proposed by Shi Nightcold was six hours. Yes, it meant sleeping with him for six hours...

So, at this moment, the eight hours in the middle of the night are about the equivalent of --

“You mean let me sleep with you all night!? ”

Shocked, Ye Zheng glared at his eyes and spoke out.

Listening to Ye Zheng's words, Shi Nightcold glanced at her and said: “Do you only need me to make up for you for one night? ”

Ye Qiao shook his head reflexively. “One night is definitely not enough, at least until the end of the college entrance exam. As of the end of the college entrance exam, I expect to take it every night, if you have time...”

Night Cold lifted the cup at hand and sipped the tea, "Well, that's sleeping with me every night. ”

Ye Qiang: “…”