Wen Xia felt the hot breath on her cheek, swallowed subconsciously, and moved her body down, trying to get out of his arms.

Unexpectedly, he held her tighter. The boy raised his eyes slightly, "Are you feeling guilty?"

He stared at her fair and rosy face motionlessly, his pure eyes were very bright.

Seventeen-year-old Wen Xia is pure and innocent, the type most loved by boys in school days.

Wen Xia raised her hand and swore, "I didn't know there was Jiang Xu, really."

"Don't accept his milk tea in the future. If you want to drink it, your husband will buy it for you." Qin Mo's expression improved a little.

Wen Xia nodded quickly and added a condition, "And double skin milk."

This is so cute.

Qin Mo's pupils dimmed slightly. He put his arms around her waist and bent down to kiss her.

Wen Xia hummed and slowly put her arms around his neck.

After a few minutes, he let her go and saw that her cheeks were flushed and a little immature.

For a moment, he felt like he was having an affair with a young high school girl.

He chuckled, bent down to pick up the test paper on the ground, took her hand and walked to the desk, "Come, husband will explain the test to you."

He first corrected Wen Xia's paper and roughly estimated that she only had about 60 points.

It's pretty bad.

Mathematics is generally a difficult subject for students, and most of the poor academic performance is due to mathematics.

He made a brief analysis and said, "Your scores on the multiple-choice questions are pretty good, but your scores on the essay questions and fill-in-the-blank questions are poor. I saw that you didn't even apply the basic formulas on the essay questions, and your formulas were even confusing."

"The foundation was so poor before, I guess it won't be of much use to talk about the test paper."

"Wait a minute. I'll go get the first-year high school math textbook and briefly explain the commonly used formulas to you."

After he went out for a few minutes, he came back with two math textbooks. After sitting down, he flipped through the books and pointed to the table of contents, saying, "The key knowledge for the first year of high school is sets, functions, number sequences, plane vectors, and trigonometric functions. Among them, number sequences and plane vectors need to be mastered in particular..."

The lecture lasted for two or three hours, and neither of them paid attention to the time. One of them patiently explained a formula over and over again, while the other listened carefully, occasionally shaking his head to indicate that he didn't understand.

At this time, Wen De called, and Wen Xia realized that it was already six o'clock, so she quickly answered the phone.

After a few words, she hung up the phone and hurriedly packed up her textbooks. "I'm going back."

"Okay, bring your freshman textbooks. I took notes in my textbooks."

Qin Mo helped her clean up and gave her two textbooks. Finally, he bent down and kissed her, "Don't read it too late."

"Okay." Wen Xia hurried home.

Wend was already cooking in the kitchen, and there was a smell of food. He heard the door open, and came out of the kitchen. He looked at the math textbook in Wen Xia's hand and asked, "Where did you go?"

"I've asked a classmate to help me with my homework. I have an exam on Friday, and my math is terrible." Wen Xia said worriedly while changing her shoes.

This was the first time Wen Xia took the initiative to tell Wen De about her study problems since she entered high school. Before that, he knew about Wen Xia's situation from Cao Jun.

He had always known that Wen Xia's grades were very poor, and he felt troubled and helpless because of this, not knowing how to teach her.

He tried to persuade her with kind words, but every time they exchanged just two or three sentences they would start to blush.

Winder said in a deep voice: "Do you want me to sign you up for a tutoring class on the weekend?" Although he graduated from a prestigious university, he has almost forgotten all the high school knowledge, so tutoring for homework is unlikely.

"I was just about to tell my dad about this. My foundation in the first year of high school is too poor. I need to catch up as soon as possible."

Wen Xia couldn't always ask Qin Mo to help her with her homework, otherwise it would delay his studies.

Wen De didn't expect Wen Xia to say this. He was stunned for a moment, then quickly nodded, "Okay, I'll go ask which tutoring class nearby is good tomorrow."

…

After cramming the first-year high school formulas for the entire night, Wen Xia felt heavy-headed. She glanced at the gray sky outside the window, got up, threw herself on the bed, and fell asleep.

Wen Xia slept until ten o'clock. She got up and yawned. She left the bedroom and saw Wen De on the sofa. She said sleepily, "Dad, you didn't go to the factory today?"

"I have to go to No. 2 Middle School to do some work this afternoon, and I'll take you to school while I'm at it."

Wend's eyes moved from the newspaper to her. "Don't stay up late reading. It's bad for your eyes. Breakfast is warm in the kitchen."

"Thank you, Dad. I'll call Yanyan and ask her to go to school with me."

"Um."

Wen Xia suddenly realized a problem. It seemed that when she was at home, Wende was also at home.

The factory at home is in the development stage, and there are many things to do, so Wend has no free time.

Now that I think about it, he must have taken time out of his schedule to look after her.

She walked over to sit next to Wend, hugged him with both hands, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Dad. I will study hard and take care of you in your old age."

"Let's go eat." Winder felt helpless about her childish behavior, but he felt a little greedy in his heart.

"Okay, Dad."

Wen Xia saluted him mischievously, then walked briskly to the kitchen to eat.

While eating, her cell phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number. She hung up out of habit, but the call was repeated three times.

She answered, "Hello?"

"Wen Xia, it's me, Jiang... Jiang Xu." A young man's voice came from the other end of the phone.

It goes without saying that it was Jiang Yan who gave the phone number to Jiang Xu.

Jiang Yan, just wait for me. I’ll make you look good when we get back to school.

Wen Xia took a bite of the big bun and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Someone gave me...gave me two movie tickets, and wanted to ask if you want to...want to go to the movies together?" Jiang Xu stuttered, completely revealing his nervousness at the moment.

He didn't say he liked her, so Wen Xia couldn't just say I don't like you, so she declined tactfully, "No, my dad is going to take me clothes shopping later, you should find someone else to look with you, sorry."

Winder looked up at her.

Jiang Xu on the other end of the phone was disappointed, "It's okay."

Wen Xia hung up the phone quickly and sent a text message to Jiang Yan while drinking porridge.

Jiang Yan, go back to school and die!

ps: Let’s go to school together in your uncle Wen’s car in the afternoon.

It took a long time for the other party to reply her message, and the words on the surface revealed traces of flattery.

Xia Xia, my mother gave me a can of fermented bean curd, I will give you most of it.

Wen Xia laughed and typed quickly on the keyboard.

It’s too late, wash yourself well and prepare to die!

I stopped looking at my phone after that.

After dinner, Wen Xia curled up on the sofa with Wen De. She took out a book of classical Chinese texts that high school students had to memorize and began to recite them aloud.

Suddenly, Winder put down the newspaper and said, "Come with me to buy some clothes."

Wen Xia was still muttering, "Oh, how dangerous and high it is! The road to Shu is as difficult as climbing to the sky..."

I was confused and didn't react for a moment when I heard this.

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