dain, Shu Tinglan's words made Zhuo Yunan's face change instantly. He couldn't even bring himself to say a word. How could anyone dare speak to the girl he held dear in such a manner Not even his own...A boy walked over and threw a set of practice problems at her. "Didn't you want me to help you with your homework"

She pouted, "You haven't agreed yet, so I don't know what to ask you."

"Have you asked yet" he said with a hint of sarcasm.

"No."

"So, you're not going to ask me about the homework you don't understand Are you just planning on getting last place every time"

"There is no reverse," she emphasized.

"Is there a difference between you and the bottom" For someone like him, a top student, anything other than the top three is practically being at the bottom.

Shù Tīng Lán readily agreed: "Then you start tutoring me from today on."

Zuo Yu'an walked forward with her backpack, she hurriedly followed behind.

He rode the bike, and she sat on the back seat just like last time, her arms tightly wrapped around his waist.

This time he didn't refuse, driving at speed through the streets and alleys, getting further and further away from Qining High School.

"Where are we going Aren't we supposed to be doing homework" she asked.

Zuo Yu'an didn't answer, nor did he slow down. Instead, he rode faster and faster. Shu Tinglan simply leaned back against his back, letting the setting sun bathe her face, and the gentle breeze caress her cheeks. Everything was beautiful.

With a clang, Zhuo Yu'an stopped the car and turned to look at her, "Aren't you afraid I'll sell you"

"Do you have the heart to"

Zhuo Yu'an's ears turned red, he parked the car aside and walked straight ahead. Shu Tinglan looked up and saw it was Qining City Library.

"What are you doing here"

"Buy a tutoring book." Zhuo Yunan replied.

Shu Tinglan mumbled, "Buy a tutoring book You used to personally tailor tutoring materials for me."

"What did you say"

"You're an idiot."

"How dare the people who are at the bottom of the class call others idiots"

Let me emphasize again, I scored average to above average, not >>>

"Counting down." school. His heart was pounding like a drum, his earlobes were flushed, and the scent of the girl's hair still lingered at the tip of his nose. During the bus ride, with its starts and stops and swayi...