The Big Guy Who Wears Fast is Crazy Again

Nan Yuan now mainly reviews mathematics, physics and chemistry, because the foundation of these three subjects is very important.

Although Ye Siqi is poor in learning, she has learned all the knowledge that she should learn, but because her brain is not flexible enough, she cannot understand many problems thoroughly, so she can only memorize it by rote.

But now, those rote knowledge points save Nan Yuan a lot of trouble.

With Ye Siqi's rote memorization, coupled with Nan Yuan's comprehension ability, the junior high school textbooks can be learned quickly.

Now she reviews a chapter of knowledge points and does a chapter of practice questions. If she doesn't do all of them, she simply skips them and directly does the typical and error-prone question types.

Han Luoqing's workbook is full of answers, and the steps to answer each question are detailed and neat.

Some easy-to-fall questions were circled by him, which provided Nan Yuan a lot of convenience.

After completing the questions, you can also correct your mistakes by referring to the answers above.

In front of the desk, Nan Yuan was concentrating on the question, when a shadow suddenly moved towards this side, and the shadow of a gray-black head just fell on Nan Yuan's notebook.

Nan Yuan frowned slightly, "Han Luoqing, you are blocking my light."

Han Luoqing didn't speak, moved to the side, and the shadow of his head on the notebook moved to the side.

When Nan Yuan just finished the question in her hand, the pen in her hand was gently taken away by the man.

"It's already very late. I'll see this today and continue tomorrow." Han Luoqing took away her book, with a strong attitude that could not be refused.

Nan Yuan thought to herself, it's really wide to manage.

However, since she was sent to the door, she was ready to be under his control.

"I'm going to take a shower." Nan Yuan said.

"Your pajamas are in the middle layer of the closet, in that white plastic bag." Han Luoqing reminded her.

"I see." Nan Yuan glanced back at him when she left, and suddenly said, "Brother Han, tonight's meat buns are delicious, and I want to eat them tomorrow morning."

"...There are so many demands, hurry up." Han Luoqing started to shove people, his eyebrows raised, but his tone was not serious, at most he was biting his teeth.

Nan Yuan raised her mouth slightly and left the study.

When she left, Han Luoqing pressed the button to turn on the desk lamp, stared at the light for a while, and suddenly felt that the light was not very good.

It's been two or three years, and it's time for a new one.

After taking a bath, the little boy in Han Luoqing's eyes began to look for trouble again.

"Han Luoqing, do you have a needle here?" the child asked.

After the bath, the girl put on the little sheep double-pocket nightgown he bought. It was pink, and it matched her blushing little face, but the expression was too cute.

"What do you want a needle for? Is the socks torn or the clothes torn?" Han Luoqing asked.

He is a rough old man, how could he have such things as needles and threads.

Even if he did, he wouldn't be able to do needlework.

Nan Yuan's tone was as ordinary as eating and drinking, and said, "I noticed a few blisters on the soles of my feet when I was taking a bath."

When Han Luoqing heard this, his expression suddenly changed, "Are the soles of your feet blistered?"

Nan Yuan snorted lightly.

"The soles of your feet are blistering, and you only discovered it now? How slow are your sensory responses?" Han Luoqing frowned fiercely, and his tone was also stern.

Ordinary little girls would have been frightened by his appearance, but Nan Yuan explained slowly: "My pain is a little dull, I'm not afraid of pain, this blister doesn't hurt."

She was actually surprised, but after walking for more than an hour, a few blisters appeared on the soles of her feet.

After thinking about it, Ye Siqi's family is in poor condition, but her parents love her very much. In order to let her study hard, they usually don't let her do heavy work. At most, she wipes the table and washes the dishes. Her body is indeed delicate.

Probably because her parents had too high expectations for her, she was under too much pressure in her studies. After a long backlog, she chose to vent it in another way.

Han Luoqing took out a nail clipper from the drawer with a straight face, "Use this."

After a pause, he said, "Just sit on the sofa, let me see if Yan is serious."

Nan Yuan looked at him directly.

Han Luoqing explained subconsciously: "See if you are exaggerating, think I pity you."

Nan Yuan was silent for a few seconds, then commented, "You are very good at brainstorming."

Han Luoqing:…

Nan Yuan took the nail clipper that he handed over, and sat on the sofa with her small buttocks, her right leg resting directly on her left leg, and her movements were smooth and smooth.

Han Luoqing saw her manly sitting posture, and before he had time to say anything, he saw her raised soles.

Two large blisters adorned the soles of the feet, which were obvious and dazzling.

Han Luoqing's brows furrowed tightly.

It's only an hour's walk, how can you be so delicate?

Nan Yuan used a nail clipper to cut two openings, and the bulging water in the blisters suddenly poured out of the openings, and soon most of the small soles of the feet were wet.

Han Luoqing handed over the tissue and ointment in time, "Squeeze out the water in the blisters and wipe some of the ointment, and you'll be good to sleep at night."

Nan Yuan took the things in silence and couldn't help thinking of Xiao Luohan in the previous world.

Even if her body is well exercised, her skin is still very delicate, and bruises will appear when you pinch it lightly.

Afterwards, that person would kiss the pinch marks on her body, and while carefully applying medicine for her, he said distressedly, "Little Yao'er, next time I will be gentler."

Of course, that's bullshit.

Nan Yuan pulled away from the short-lived memory and continued to deal with the blisters on the soles of her feet.

The person next to him just looked at it and didn't help, and asked fiercely, "I'm asking for trouble, do you dare to leave next time?"

Nan Yuan said lightly: "If I want to, I dare to come. If I don't want to, you ask me to come, and I will not come."

To Han Luoqing, this little guy pretending to be cool should be funny, but he didn't laugh.

He felt that the little guy seemed a little unhappy.

She desperately came to run to him in such a shabby place. On the surface, she looked cool and dragging, but she was probably aggrieved to death. With such a heavy backpack, such a long road, and a deep unfamiliar alley, how could she not be at all? not afraid?

Han Luoqing thought of this and began to reflect on himself.

Anyone can murder this kid, but he seems, really shouldn't... murder her?

But does he have to apologize to the kid?

In the end, there was no way to apologize, but the man's tone softened all of a sudden, "You stay with me first, when you regret it and want to leave, tell me, and I'll take you back. Don't carry your salute and steal it by yourself. It’s not safe to slip, and it’s tiring.”

At this time, Nan Yuan had already dealt with the blisters, and her two fair feet stretched into the man's newly bought sandals. The sandals were orange, and there were two little yellow ducks on the back of the shoes.

The owner of the little yellow duck slippers snorted, "Okay."

"Little one, what's your name?" Han Luoqing asked her.

Because he didn't intend to have anything to do with this kid at first, he didn't ask his name, but now that the two are roommates, it is natural to know each other's names.

Nan Yuan replied indifferently, "My name is Little Budian."

Han Luoqing sighed.

Isn't it just now asking her name, how is her temper so big?

Nan Yuan looked at him for a moment, then suddenly raised the corner of her mouth again, and answered the question again: "My name is Ye Siqi. But big man, you can call me petite."