The next day.
As expected, An Ci was the last one to wake up.
She had just finished washing up when An Lan knocked on the door and came in.
"Zizi, there's something urgent going on at the company. Your dad and I have to go there. If you're bored staying at home, you can go to grandpa's place." She said.
An Ci put on a sweater. His soft hair was a little disheveled because he had just woken up, which made his fair and tender face look even more harmless.
"Okay." She couldn't help yawning, and there was a little moisture on the corners of her eyes and eyelashes.
She tugged at her collar and glanced at the unfamiliar bag on the table. "Mom, what's that?"
An Lan glanced at the luggage bag and suppressed a smile, "I received a package this morning. It's the homework assigned by the elders."
Anci, "..."
What a sin! So much homework! Don’t the elders plan to let her celebrate the New Year?
An Lan looked at her, looking like she was about to be emo at any moment. She reached out and touched her head, then laughed and said, "Don't just stand there. Come downstairs and have breakfast."
An Ci hehe.
Now she doesn't even like dragon meat.
There was an emergency at the company, so Song Xiunian and his wife left in a hurry, leaving only Aunt Hong at home.
An Ci ate breakfast absentmindedly, but in his heart he was thinking about how to finish the pile of homework.
After drinking the last sip of milk, she wiped her mouth. Aunt Hong came over to clean up the dishes. She casually asked, "Xiao Ci, do you want to prepare something to eat for Fugui?"
Back in the imperial capital, Aunt Hong called her by her name just like everyone else.
When talking about wealth, a cold and distant face appeared in An Ci's eyes, and he suddenly had an idea.
"Auntie Hong, I'm going to Uncle Che's place to play with Fugui." She got off the chair and ran upstairs quickly.
After a while, An Ci came downstairs with a few papers, stepped on her furry slippers, opened the door and ran out like the wind.
"Bang--"
The door was blown shut by the wind. Aunt Hong heard the noise and came out. She walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and watched An Ci run to the door of Villa No. 3. Only then did she feel relieved.
At this moment, Villa No. 3.
An Ci looked at the person who opened the door for her, and the word "Uncle Che" circled on her lips before she swallowed it back.
She waved her little hand, "Good morning."
Shen Mo nodded. He rarely interacted with others, so he didn't know what to say for a moment.
After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Do you want to come in?"
An Ci didn't bother to be polite with him, "Okay."
She walked in and found the house unexpectedly quiet.
"Where's Uncle Che?"
"Going out." Shen Mo closed the door, turned around and saw her kicking off one of her slippers, and said, "The ground is cold, no need to take off your shoes."
Hearing this, An Ci realized that his house didn't have the heating on. She put her slippers back on and noticed the sweatshirt he was wearing. She asked, "Aren't you cold?"
Shen Mo said, "It's not cold."
He is not very afraid of the cold and rarely turns on the heating when he is alone at home.
An Ci followed him to the living room and caught a glimpse of Fugui lying in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, basking in the sun and chewing on beef jerky. The corners of his lips twitched.
Who does this dog look like? It seems to know how to enjoy itself.
She didn't even come to greet him when he arrived. He really forgot his old love as soon as he found a new one.
Seeing An Ci coming, Fugui raised his eyelids, glanced at her lazily, and then continued to gnaw on his beef jerky.
An Ci was amused by its perfunctory attitude. Fine, if it had the guts, it could stay here forever.
Too lazy to pay attention to it, she turned to look at Shen Mo, "Well, my cousin said that you are very good at studying."
Shen Mo didn't nod or say anything, but just looked at her quietly, and the corner of his eye casually swept across the paper in her hand.
An Ci spoke tentatively, "It's like this, I don't know how to write a few papers, so could you..."
Shen Mo thought she wanted him to teach her, but her next words surprised him. "Can you help me write?"
Shen Mo, "..."
The little thing's voice was still soft. She seemed to know that her request was a bit excessive and unreasonable, and her ears immediately became hot and red.
An Ci looked at him eagerly, her free hand grasping the edge of his shirt. "Brother, I have a lot of homework. If I don't finish it, the teachers will punish me."
She wasn't lying. If she couldn't finish that big bag of homework, her vacation would end early and she would be sent back to Continent M to continue her studies.
Shen Mo looked at her quietly for a few seconds, his expression normal, his voice not so cold anymore, "Give it to me."
He stretched out his hand, An Ci's eyes lit up, and he quickly handed him the crumpled paper and a pen with both hands.
Shen Mo walked towards the sofa with the test paper. An Ci followed him, took off his slippers, and stepped barefoot on the light gray carpet.
The soft carpet is comfortable to walk on and not cold.
Shen Mo put the test paper on the coffee table, then sat directly on the carpet. Seeing this, An Ci also sat over.
Although Shen Mo is a good student, the knowledge content on these papers is different from what is taught in school. She is worried that Shen Mo will be hit hard if he can't do it.
However, what happened next proved that her worries were completely unnecessary.
Shen Mo just glanced at the question, picked up the pen and started writing without even thinking.
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