"No, you don't." Jiang Huan was only puzzled for a second, but reacted quickly and walked a few steps to the stairs with his schoolbag on his back and walked up: "Then I'll go upstairs first." ”

"Well, remember to be polite to the new teacher, if you dare to scare her away." Lao Jiang didn't raise his eyelids, and he knew very well that his son was smashing and said: "You are good-looking!" ”

Jiang Huan rolled his eyes and ignored it, only hurried upstairs with his feet.

His eyes fell on the study, Jiang Huan walked over in a few steps, knocked on the door twice first, and didn't wait for a reaction inside.

Click-

He twisted his eyebrows, and without hesitation, he turned the handle and pushed the door open!

"Wow !!"

Then he heard a miserable cry clearly!

The sound insulation in the study is excellent, so it's normal to close the door and not be able to hear it.

Jiang Huan was only stunned for a moment, and then immediately closed the door with his backhand, for fear that a few people downstairs would hear it.

"Do you think you've heard something?"

"It's a delusion, right?" The few people downstairs were just puzzled for a while, and then they didn't care anymore.

Jiang Huan waited until he entered the room and closed the door before he realized that something was wrong.

This cry was not a female voice, but the voice of his own brother.

Jiang Huan looked up and saw an amazing scene.

Jiang Shao, the little demon king of the Jiang family, knelt at the small table on the ground with tears, lying on the small table, holding a pen in his hand, and writing there with a handful of snot and tears on his beautiful little face.

Jiang Shao's little boy was still crying there with tears in his eyes: "I really won't wow woo woo woo woo this question!" ”

"No, I'll just write it until I meet!"

As soon as Jiang Shao finished crying, the back of his head was patted, and the girl in the white dress beside him pursed her lips expressionlessly.

"Wasn't you confident when you first scared me? How? Is it a man who can only do these things of stealing chickens and dogs to scare people? Keep writing for me! I didn't say stop, don't stop! Huo Yuan's thin white fingers pointed to the table and said.

"But...... But ......" Jiang Shao's eyes were full of tears, and he was about to faint from crying.

Movement seems to be heard.

Huo Yuan, who was sitting there, turned his head sideways, and the moment he met the eyes of the young man who walked in, both of them were stunned.

"Woo woo woo go!!"

The young man whose pen was about to be bitten by him raised his face, and finally saw Jiang Huan who entered the door.

In an instant, he rushed over as if he had found a savior, crying and shouting.

"Brother, help me, wow woo woo woo woh!!" Jiang Shao pounced, hugged Jiang Huan's thigh, shrank behind his leg, looked at Huo Yuan over there tremblingly, and pointed his little finger over: "This woman!" This woman is the devil wow! Whining! ”

Jiang Shao twisted his little face, buried his face to the side, and whined.

"She forced me to do my homework, and I just wrote the papers, I said that I was not you, she didn't believe it, she didn't say that this must be a trick I wanted to slip away."

Jiang Shao paused, choked for a moment, and then cried even louder.

"Then he pressed my scalp and forced me to write a sophomore paper for high school! If you make a mistake, hit me! Woo wow wow this day can't be lived! ”

“……”

“……”

The little boy hugged his brother's legs, crying a miserable, sparse uproar, as if he had suffered a grievance.

And after hearing his series of sobbing cries, both of them were silent for a moment, raising their eyes to each other.

Jiang Huan swept over the mice, cockroaches, and spider toys at Huo Yuan's feet, and his eyes were fixed on Huo Yuan's beautiful little face that stared at him with unconcealed surprise.

Jiang Huan raised his eyebrows, "Brother Zhao invited the tutor who is you?" ”

Huo Yuan was also very surprised, looking at Xiao Jiang Shao, who was crying and crying and suffering a lot of grievances, and finally looked at the test papers here, and then at Jiang Huan over there.

About the same age.

Tutoring is required.

Maybe I know.

"Who am I going to tutor for?"