Chapter 962 - Bro Yan, I’ll still underaged

Chapter 962: Bro Yan, I’ll still underaged
She then pushed him with both of her hands,
Can you let me go now?


No hurry.

Yan Sinian curled his lips as an ambivalent tease was sandwiched between each of his every word.
So, to celebrate us closing the deal, should we have a melee on the bed in celebration?

Get lost!

And just as she let out a growl and could not do anything else.
Clack. The door was suddenly open.



Mo Ning, I heard that that you had beaten up Yu Hai…

The female tutor was stunned as she looked at what happened in the room.

…

Mo Ning snapped as she pushed the man on top of her away and pointed at him without hesitation.
Miss! It was him, he was trying to force himself on me!


Oh.

The female tutor nodded subconsciously as she could barely pull herself out of her stupor.
Yan Sinian slowly sat on the bed as he gave Mo Ning a mysterious glance before turning over to the female tutor.
Compared to Mo Ning’s loss of temper, he was calm and composed and gave everyone a good vibe about him.
He said innocently between blinks,
Miss tutor, it was an accident.

The tutor gave him a suspicious look.



You must believe me,
Beneath Yan Sinian’s smiling eyes was a chilling gaze.
And that faint gaze sent chills down the tutor’s spine.
Without any hesitation, she nodded.
I believe you!

Yan Sinian laid down on the bed again as he crossed his arms behind his head and said lazily.

Mo Ning beating someone up in the basketball court so brazenly will surely leave a bad taste, so how about getting her to write a thousand word long apology essay, that will suffice as an apology right?


Yes, right!
The female tutor nodded.

…

Mo Ning gave Yan Sinian a violent glare before she was dragged away by the female tutor.
Yan Sinian’s words seemed to be like gospel as the tutor really dragged Mo Ning to write a thousand word apology essay.
Mo Ning wrote a good part of the night until the library closed before she left clutching her sore wrist, and returning to the dorm exhausted.


She pushed open the door. She did not even look at Huo Junyu who was reading or Yan Sinian who was lazing on the bed before falling flat onto her bed.

Boring.

Huo Junyu threw away the book in his hand and gave Yan Sinian a glance.
Bro Yan, do you have anything interesting to read?


Catch.

Yan Sinian simply threw a magazine over.
Huo Junyu grabbed it and the moment he saw the front page, he gave out a helpless look as his mouth twitched.

Bro Yan. I’m still underage.

The magazine was that internationally popular mag and the one Yan Sinian gave him was a limited edition, with only 15 copies worldwide, one could not even purchase it even with a wad of cash.
Yet Yan Sinian’s focal point had always been different from everyone and raised his eyebrows.
You’re still a virgin?


…



Seeing Huo Junyu’s expression darkened, he pondered and quipped goodheartedly.
Seeing that you called me bro, I’ll bring you to pop your cherry next time.


…

Forget it, he might just as well go to sleep.
As she listened to Yan Sinian so brazenly try to lead an under-aged boy astray, Mo Ning did not try to stop it and only let out a sneer to indicate her disgust.
The sneer instead, like a wick, drew the fire onto her instead.
Yan Sinian then said with an ever calm voice,
Mo Ning, can you share half of your bed with me?


No.
Mo Ning’s tone was frigid as she outright rejected him!

A shame.

Even so, there was no shame in any of Yan Sinian’s words.

Seems like I need to shuffle around a little at night.