Sitting in Xia Meng's arms, both Xia Zhi and Xia Meng can easily see the content displayed on the computer, and they don't feel any awkwardness. Xia Meng is such a light girl, sitting on Xia Zhi
Xia Zhi didn't feel any burden in his arms.
But Xia Zhi always felt that something was not right about this situation.
But as for what was wrong, Xia Zhi thought hard and couldn't figure it out.
"What's wrong?" Xia Meng asked. Xia Zhi shook his head: "Nothing. Are you comfortable sitting like this?"
"That's it. I also want to ask you if you feel it's heavy."
However, the way Xia Zhi looked at Xia Meng, she had made it clear that if Xia Zhi dared to say even half a word of "serious", he would die miserably.
"It's not heavy." Xia Zhi shook his head, saying that he didn't feel any psychological pressure at all. After all, this is also a fact.
Xia Meng nodded with satisfaction, then turned his head and turned on the computer.
"If that's the case, I'll stay like this from now on. It'll be much more comfortable than when I was in bed."
Xia Zhi has no reason to refuse, and this is indeed more convenient, isn't it?
After turning on the computer, Xia Zhi and Xia Meng started to study. To be precise, Xia Zhi started to study, while Xia Meng took on the role of the classroom and enjoyed it endlessly.
When Xia Zhi saw this document, his originally simple mood became a little more complicated. He shook his head and got those things out of his mind.
After briefly reviewing the previous things, continue reading.
Because Shiraishi Rika's notebook itself was particularly easy to understand, and with top academics like Xia Meng speaking out from their own experiences, Xia Zhi didn't feel the pressure of studying at all, and naively began to think that studying was a simple matter.
When people start to focus on one thing, time always passes very quickly. When both of them came to their senses and Xia Mengmeng was about to pour a glass of water, he realized that the time had already reached eleven o'clock in the evening.
Generally speaking, it's time for Xia Meng to go to sleep.
"It's already eleven o'clock, it's time to go to bed."
Xia Meng shook his head: "I sleep eleven or twelve hours a day, and I'm not sleepy yet."
Xia Zhi felt not in a good mood after hearing this.
"I'm sorry... I didn't even take you out to play properly even though I came here specifically to play." Xia Zhi scratched his head.
"It doesn't matter if we go out to play or something like that. I'm very satisfied with it now." Xia Meng shook his head without caring at all, and then looked at Xia Zhi: "Besides, you are usually here now
There is no time to go out and play during class? Even if you find time to go out and play, it has been raining so heavily these past two days, and there is nowhere to go if you have time, so you might as well stay here honestly."
"But, won't you feel bored?"
"Reading books that I have read countless times makes me feel even more bored. You don't have to worry too much about me. I know what to do. Or do you think I am the kind of person who will suffer easily?
Are you stupid?" Xia Meng looked at Xia Zhi with a somewhat unkind expression, and Xia Zhi quickly shook his head.
"If you really feel embarrassed, then study hard. I am here with such a simple note. If you can get a good grade, it will be great. Dad and Mom will be happy too.
"
"I will." Xia Zhi nodded.
"Although I feel a little indifferent, I would like to remind you again that if the results do not meet my psychological expectations, then don't say that I am merciless."
"I know." Xia Zhi smiled bitterly.
Until now, Xia Zhi still doesn't know what the standard of psychological expectations mentioned by Xia Meng is, and she doesn't have any confidence in her heart. Maybe whether she can be satisfied in the end is just a matter of her words, but at least Xia Zhi won't doubt it.
Xia Meng is harming herself. No matter what Xia Zhi wants to do in the future, academic performance can always be a guarantee. This is very applicable no matter where it is.
Reading is not the only way out for a person, but it is the easiest way out for everyone.
"Forget it, it's already this time. You're not in a good state today, so you'll be better tomorrow. Anyway, you have a whole day." In just a few words, Xia Zhi's entire weekend was arranged. Xia Zhi was a little bit dumbfounded.
But there was no rebuttal.
He also understood that if he wanted to watch it for a while, Xia Meng probably wouldn't want to sleep. In addition, he was indeed a little tired today, so Xia Zhi turned off the computer.
Xia Meng stood up from Xia Zhi's arms and stood aside. Xia Zhi was about to stand up and moved slightly outside the kotatsu table, but then froze.
After thinking about it for a while, Xia Zhi sat back down again. Xia Meng looked at him doubtfully: "What's wrong with you?"
"I think I can study for a while longer."
"Who are you lying to?" Xia Meng narrowed her eyes: "It's okay to lie to others, but you also used it to lie to me. Do you think it's warmer inside the kotatsu table, so you don't want to come out?"
"No, no." Xia Zhi heard the threat in her words, so he gritted his teeth and hurriedly got out of the kotatsu table, shivering immediately.
"Is it that exaggerated?" Xia Meng looked at Xia Zhi amusedly.
"It's just that my legs are a little sore." Xia Zhi tried to argue for the sake of his own dignity, and soon stopped shaking, although he still felt a little cold.
After reluctantly looking at the kotatsu table, Xia Zhi was about to take the computer away.
"Just leave it there for now. It will be the same if you clean it up tomorrow morning." Xia Meng yawned.
Xia Zhi didn't think too much and immediately gave up the idea of taking the computer back to the bedroom. Seeing Xia Meng yawning, Xia Zhi, who wasn't very sleepy at first, seemed to be infected by the sleepiness and followed suit.
Same action.
"Let's go to bed today."
"Mengmeng, you go to bed first. I'll wash the ingredients for tomorrow's breakfast."
"It will be the same if I wash it tomorrow, right?"
"I'm used to it now. It won't take long. You can go to sleep first."
"Okay." Xia Meng turned around and returned to the bedroom, while Xia Zhi came to the kitchen and started washing the ingredients.
Suddenly I found that my mobile phone was still here, and the indicator light above it was still flashing. I opened the mobile phone and took a look, and there were two text messages.
One of them came earlier, and it was Tachibana Aya.
Xia Zhi couldn't help laughing, replied casually, and then turned to the next item.
...It was sent by Shiraishi Reika.
Although the mood is a bit complicated, the relationship with Shiraishi Rika has definitely not deteriorated. What has changed is actually just Xia Zhi's own thoughts. Although I am a little worried about this text message and don't know what it will contain, but
Xia Zhi still opened it with some expectation.
Considering the relationship between Natsuki and Shiraishi Rika, can he still say that?
Xia Zhi simply replied. He put down his phone again and continued to wash the dishes.