Mysterious Young Master, Super Cool

Once again into the Haunted House, even the teenagers were a little embarrassed.

Before, when she found out that the good man he had teased twice was Ming Yu, the teenager thought that he would be turned away by Ming Yu as a pervert.

Who would have thought that now that she could not only enter Haunted House, but also go to the Haunted Bedroom to receive tuition?

After lamenting the mystery of life, the young man silently felt the pain of the one million that was occupied by the underworld.

After all, it's the same sentence-rich money can make ghosts torment.

"Stupidly standing still? What are the questions on the table?" The young man stood still, lamenting the mystery of life, but heard the voice of the underworld coming from behind her.

At this point, Mingyu seemed to have just returned from the company, wearing only a black shirt and a dark blue suit jacket in his arms.

No fancy touches are needed, this man is an eye-catching presence.

Even the young man who had seen more graceful and elegant aristocratic sons in country M once dazzled him.

"What are you still doing? I'll finish washing them later. If you haven't finished the subject yet, see how I kill you!"

If these words are spoken between couples, there will be an extra ambiguous.

But speaking from the mouth of the underworld, the teenager only felt that it was threatening and oppression!

Therefore, she did not dare to put more attention on the end of the underworld, and quickly sat at the desk.

After a brief glance at the question, the teenager already knew the difficulty of the question.

Recalling that Ming Yu just said that she couldn't do anything to kill her, the teenager suddenly felt that these were all propositions!

But a billion in the hands of the underworld, she had to bow her head!

In the end, the teenager could only pick up pen and paper with fate!

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When Mingyu came out of the bathroom again, he had changed into a black bathrobe. On the hair, he also carried water droplets.

He wiped his wet hair with a towel, and walked towards the teenager.

The underworld is high.

The light from the ceiling hit his long figure, as if a halo had been applied to his whole body.

It is a pity that the teenager obviously has no mood to appreciate the underworld. Because she is still fighting with those **** equations!

"Done?" The voice of Ming Yu reminded the teenager in a timely manner.

The teenager who was originally immersed in the subject suddenly looked up.

A pair of peach blossom eyes that are already seductive, pure black pupils seem to be brewing an unknown spiral nest, waiting for the opportunity to devour the mind of the underworld.

At the moment when the four eyes were opposite, Mingyu suddenly felt that his soul had been torn a little, and his heartbeat accelerated a lot in an instant.

Possibly also to cover up this weird feeling, he suddenly dragged away the paper still pressed by the boy on the table.

Then the sight of the underworld fell on the paper.

At first it was to ease the weird feeling in his heart, but then his consciousness was really attracted to something on the paper, so that the frizzy feeling turned into annoyance at first.

"Is this the answer you got from your brain, or your toes?" His voice sounded good. It was just the disdain in his voice that made the teenager somewhat unacceptable.

"I said it all, I'm not good at this subject." After the boy put down his pen and paper, he didn't really get angry with Ming Yu, and his attitude was calm.

"Since you're not good, why don't you work hard? Qin can make up for this, don't you understand?"

In fact, juvenile learning or mathematics is not related to the underworld. But even the Underworld didn't know why he was so annoyed when he saw the answer on the paper.