Chapter 310: Lining of Fanwai: What kind of tuition are you doing?

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At night, An Ning took a bath, was wiping her hair with a towel, wearing a fluffy bathrobe, and some undried drops of water slid off her neck and fell into the mysterious area of ​​her chest.
The original white skin was very seductive because it turned into a pinkish red after taking a hot bath. The fragrance of the shower gel was very seductive.
When she heard the knock, she walked to the door and asked, "Who?"
"I." Chris' voice came from outside the door, and he was quiet. Then he realized that he didn't seem to be wearing underwear. Although the bathrobe was thick and could not be seen, in the face of a opposite sex, wearing underwear was almost equivalent to taking off. Out of clothes!
A sense of insecurity quickly came, and she took off the towel on her head and shouted to the door: "Chris, wait a minute."
She was about to get an underwear in her suitcase, and before walking a few steps, Chris' voice came again.
"You're a little faster, so heavy!"
An Ning thought about what he said to himself on the stairs today. It seems that now he is coming to tutor himself in English. Listening to him, he should have brought tuition materials.
She looked down at her dressing gown, quickly took a full-length mirror, and found that it was not obvious, so she was too lazy to go through her underwear and opened the door.
But when she saw someone outside, he was standing there leisurely. Although the books he held in his hands seemed thick, his appearance did not look like he could not hold the teaching materials.
An Ning came to her senses, and she was cheated by Chris!
He said to her with a smile: "Good evening, Ning."
not good at all! An Ning scolded herself softly in his heart, and just now he was distressed. He was tired of carrying the textbooks, and wanted him to come in quickly and put down the books.
Don't even wear underwear, it's better now! Knowing this would allow him to stand outside for a while.
An Ning stood with wet hair, Chris frowned, threw the book in her arms on the table, took the towel in her hand, and wiped her hair.
"Just showered?"
An Ning nodded, her entire head was blinded by a white towel, and she could not see her expression at this time. Chris was very skilled in helping her to wipe her hair again, holding her hand to the bed, Taking a step, he took the hairdryer out of the bathroom.
"Don't you say tuition?"
Chris forced her to sit on the bed, and her voice was indeed extremely soft: "Dry your hair first, watch out for a cold.
But what An Ning thought at this time was to be able to finish the tuition task tonight and let Chris leave the room.
In fact, she has slowly noticed that this man is extremely superb. She has been unknowingly trapped in his sweet trap, unable to extricate herself.
The most terrifying thing is that she didn't dislike it at all, and even enjoyed it, which made it difficult to believe the peace that had been against Chris.
Although she promised to associate with Chris, but this progress, it is too short to accept his time.
She felt her hands rubbing her hair across the towel, and her cheeks couldn't help getting hot.
and many more!
An Ning found a strange place.
How can Chris be so skilful in helping his hair? It looks like I used to do it often.
He seemed to see An Ning's thoughts early and smiled. "When Laura and Abel were little children, I helped them shower and blow their hair, so I can do these things.
"Oh-" An Ning got the answer, a long sigh of relief, Chris took off the towel, plugged in the hair dryer plug, and helped her blow her hair.
An Ning embarrassedly raised her hand, held the handle of the hair dryer, and touched Chris with her hand.
She closed her hand reflectively and said softly, "Well, let me do it myself."
However, the whistling wind completely obscured her voice, and Chris noticed that her hand had touched herself, as if she wanted to take the hair dryer out, so clever as him, how could she not know the meaning of tranquility.
But he pretended not to know it, and continued to blow his head.
"Be sure to blow dry your hair, even if there is air conditioning in the room," he said calmly, ignoring An Ning's grasping hand.
"I'll do it myself!"
"Rather, don't mess around."
Chris held Anning's shoulders in a domineering manner, so that she would no longer move. "Quickly, patiently wait a little longer."
Anning muttered, knowing that Chris hadn't heard his words at all, he had to give up.
Her abandonment, Chris saw in his eyes, happy in his heart.
This simple girl ... he looked at Anning tenderly, and his slender fingers shuttled her smooth black hair.
Finally, the hair was dry, and Chris threw the towel into the bathroom basket, placed the hairdryer on the shelf, and took the comb.
"I'll do it myself, Chris."
An Ning felt embarrassed. After all, she was already so big, and she had to let others help with her hair. Really, the more you live, the more you go back!
Now combing her hair must come by herself, even if the two are in a relationship, but she can rely on herself for this kind of thing, so don't bother Chris.
"Shh, don't move."
Chris helped her comb her hair, and Anning watched him talk to himself, not angry, but asked strangely, "What happened to you?"
He said lightly: "There is a very romantic thing in your country."
"That's combing his wife's hair, which represents the husband's love for his wife."
An Ning didn't dare to look into his eyes, don't open his face, and his eyes fell on the pillow on the bed: "You ... we haven't left our mark, are you like this?"
"I haven't married you yet. Is it your wife or not?"
Anning suddenly felt as if she had been cheated. Chris said, come tonight to tutor yourself in English. What's the matter now?
What kind of tuition is this? !! I'm afraid she didn't get into the trap of Chris, the pervert?
"We are not, but I think it's time to practice."
what?
An Ning opened her eyes wide, and she found that Chris was not only domineering but also narcissistic! Look at him with a sound tone, as if she had promised to marry him.
The man in front of her could not even guess. She used to think that Chris was a gentleman, but later found that he was actually a domineering president. Gradually, as they learned more, she found that the man smiled, but the city government was very deep.
She is good at digging people and digging one pinch, and then she found out that this man who likes to wear a suit is actually a big satyr who always wants to take advantage!
Chris didn't know at all, An Ning had already set aside all his thoughts at this time. After helping her comb her hair, she got up and said, "Okay, let's get started."
An Ning finally let out a sigh of relief. If he still made something too intimate with herself, then she wouldn't even want to sleep tonight!
And she absolutely believes that she will die from a myocardial infarction.
Because of tachycardia.
An Ning sat at the table, Chris washed his hands, sat down, opened the book, and said, "I've already said hello to the school, and you can go to school tomorrow."
"Professional or something, remember to choose a class on the school's official website tomorrow morning."
Chris handed in a resume of the school, full of English.
So fast!
After An Ning thanked her, she took her resume and set it aside.
"Well, before starting tuition, I need to know your English level!" Chris did not know where to draw a test paper and pushed it to her.
"You make this paper first, I know how to tutor you."
this moment! It's finally here!
It is not a problem to say that the TF test is difficult! She was most concerned about the bottom test at this moment.
Thinking of her English proficiency in high school all the time, she really didn't dare to compliment.
It's okay, but spoken ...
It can only be described in two words, that is sparse.
She saw that she was so gentle and affectionate to him just now, like a serious teacher, sitting beside him, expressionless.
Chris found that An Ning didn't move his pen, looked at himself all the time, and said sternly, "Write."
An Ning shrinks her neck, and has to say that Chris' face is still scary.
"That ..." An Ning raised his hand like a schoolboy making a report, and said carefully, "What if I don't do it?"
"Do your best, fill it up."
"What if I do n’t understand?" This is not something she can fill up. In case she doesn't understand it at all, isn't it to fill in?
Chris saw anxiety in Anning's face, but finally softened and touched her hair with her hands.
"It won't be empty."
An Ning was scared by Chris. She was so afraid that she would fall into another Chris's pit. She couldn't help but ask, "What if you fail?"
As soon as the words fell, Chris had a weird smile on his face.
"If you fail, you will be punished."
"What the hell!"
really!
An Ning thought, fortunately, I asked myself, otherwise, if he failed, the punished thief would not know it!
"Ning." Chris tapped the test paper with his fingers and motioned her to write. "Does your country have a sentence called Yan Master?"
She thought with hatred in her heart, gritted her teeth and lowered her head to prepare for the test paper, and her heart was crying.
For the first time, she felt that Chris Chinese was not a good thing!
When her gaze reached the first question, she froze.
It came up with a large English reading question. After her eyes quickly scanned several lines of content, her face instantly became purple.
What does this all write! ? Why can't she understand a word?
Looking at the long string of strange English words and the very long sentence with a lot of clauses and grammar, her head suddenly became bigger.
A feeling of embarrassment rose from the bottom of her heart, and she looked embarrassedly at the articles like heavenly books, her consciousness was a little fuzzy.