Li Chengxian received Tang Qianrong's order and ran away from Tang Qianrong's villa in the shortest possible time.
When Tang Qianrong appeared in the study room where An Jingxing was, he saw An Jingxing nestled on a sofa, huddled on the coffee table in the corner, looking through the textbooks in his hands with difficulty.
Tang Qianrong glanced at the empty desk with a frown and was speechless.
"Is the sofa comfortable to sit on?"
An Jingxing tried his best to sort out what he didn't understand before Tang Qianrong came over. He forgot the time for a moment. In addition, it was his first time in this house, so he couldn't occupy the magpie's nest and occupy the main seat.
?
"It's okay, not uncomfortable."
"You don't feel uncomfortable, I feel uncomfortable. You are sitting on the sofa, how can I read a book and help you? Go sit on the desk, immediately." Tang Qianrong's voice was very stern, even with a hint of anger.
An Jingxing didn't know what made him angry, but when he heard his tone, he didn't dare to refuse him.
What should I do if this man is unstable and suddenly becomes unhappy and refuses to help me? Thinking of this, An Jingxing immediately ran to the desk with his book and sat down obediently.
But to be honest, although the sofa was comfortable, the coffee table was too short. Sitting and reading like this was very tiring for her waist and neck. After reading for just a short while, she felt a little uncomfortable. But as a servant, she
I don’t dare to choose so many.
If Tang Qianrong had asked her to sit over with nice words at this time, she might have thought that things were abnormal. On the contrary, he scolded her so harshly, and she felt at ease.
Although this man is not so polite every time he talks to me...but it seems that he benefits more in the end?
"What are you thinking about? If you have any questions, why don't you ask immediately?" Walking to the position next to An Jingxing, Tang Qianrong leaned over slightly, saw her slightly absent-minded expression, and couldn't help but give a sharp reminder.
He was stunned to call An Jingxing's half-flying soul back... How is that possible?
Even if this man is a bit more serious, he can't be as sinister as he thinks, right? After all, I am an old mother who has given birth to a child, how can I attract a man like him? I must be overthinking.
Shaking his head violently, An Jingxing quickly devoted himself to the teaching materials in his hands.
The sun was setting in the west. An Jingxing was still studying a passage in the book and had not come back to his senses. Tang Qianrong was sitting aside drinking coffee. The distance between the two of them had unknowingly grown from ten centimeters apart at the beginning to now.
Almost shoulder to shoulder.
Tang Qianrong had one hand wrapped around the back of the chair behind An Jingxing, and the other hand was holding a cup of coffee. He looked down at her doing the questions. If someone were passing by outside the house at this time and saw this scene, they would definitely think that these two people were
A couple, or a close brother and sister...
After all, An Jingxing is not very old. Even though he has just given birth to a child, he still has red lips and white teeth. His pointed oval face and his pair of big black eyes are smart and charming.
Tang Qianrong, on the other hand, is tall and handsome, with exquisite facial features dotted with dark blue eyes. Under the thick sword eyebrows, there are deep emotions hidden, which cannot be seen clearly, but with a somewhat hazy sense of beauty.
The two of them together are as beautiful as an oil painting.
The classical clock rang four times in the sunset atmosphere.
An Jingxing was brought back to his senses by the sound of the bell. When he looked up, he saw that the coffee in Tang Qianrong's coffee cup had bottomed out, but he was still sitting next to her, watching her take notes.
