The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

She asked.

“Can the concept of algorithms be understood? ”

After that, Huo did not speak, just stared at her there.

Su Yan hesitated for a moment.

Does that mean you don't understand?

And then she said,

“The concept of an algorithm is to follow a class of rules..."

Su Yan said it very seriously.

She looked at him as if she was serious.

The afternoon sun came in through the window.

On Su Smoke.

The slightly curly hair spread over her shoulders, sparkling her whole life.

That lovely sound, like magic, kept drilling into his ear.

For a moment, he couldn't see the woman.

I don't know if it has anything to do with the sunshine outside.

At this moment, Xiaohua opened his mouth.

“Ding-dong, congratulations to the host, a star lit up. ”

Su Yan is still talking there.

Suddenly the stars lit up and let her flash.

So much so that it stopped and looked at him.

Blink, blink, blink.

“Do you understand? ”

Huo Jiao, who was sitting on the chair, returned to God.

Look at her.

Her eyes, in the sun, look blue, like the sea.

He squinted.

Stand up and walk over.

Originally, he wanted to see if it was really blue eyes or his illusion in the sunlight.

Then I walked over and found out...

Su Yanhua's white flower thighs appeared outside.

Good thing that T-shirt is long enough to wear on Su Smoke, like a jumpsuit skirt.

The shelter is covered.

However, this T-shirt is a bit familiar.

Well, isn't that his dress?

When I was thinking about it, suddenly I heard her say it again.

“Can I borrow your pants? ”

Hearing this, Huo resigned for sure.

The clothes are his.

And one of the black pants was still in her hand.

He looked at her for a while.

Suddenly reach out.

Pinched Su Smoke's cheek.

Next second.

Pulled it off a few times.

Make sure it's real.

He looked up and down at her, his eyelids dropping.

“Teachers come to teach, no clothes? ”

Su Smoke is already in the closet at this time.

He pressed, and Su Smoke's body was stuck in the closet.

Tap.

Bone joints are flanked by sharp hands.

Close to Su Yan. Look up and down.

“Where are your clothes? ”

“I have no clothes. ”

Su Cigarette pulled this on her.

It's impossible to give it to him.

She doesn't have any money.

Didn't you just take a lesson?

Kind of. Money for the dress, huh?

Su Yan thought about it.

He's watching.

Hidden also shows her figure.

Linglong was kind.

His eyelids moved.

“Nothing on? ”

Then he reached out and decided to take a look and make sure.

Reach out and smile and snap your lips.

“Teachers don't wear clothes in class. What kind of class is this?

Human Structure Biology? ”

At this point, the door heard a knock.

“Young Master Huo, your tutor is here. ”

Huo resigned and picked his eyebrows.

“Come in."

Talk to someone outside the door.

But his gaze was always on Su Yan.

Su Yan tried to pretend that nothing had happened.

Pushing the door seems to be the housekeeper.

A woman heeled behind a butler wearing white T-shirt jeans and canvas shoes.

The youthful breath of college students.

The woman said something.

“Hello, my name is Zhao Rose, and I'm the tutor you hired. ”

As she spoke, the woman raised her head.

When she saw Huo's resignation, the words stopped.