2395: C2395 Marry of the Wealthy Class 2322

C2395 Marry of the Wealthy Class 2322

The door was pushed open, and some of the fog ran out. However, it was quickly blocked off again. His strong body was only wearing a pair of casual pants.

Ye Miao took the ball from the shelf, poured out the shower gel and sat on the side with her hands out to help knead it.

The person in the bathtub let out a comfortable sigh.

"What's good?"

"It's great that I can finally be alone with you!"

Ye Miao's heart skipped a beat and his smile became brighter. He kissed her and a few drops of hot water splashed on his chest. It was crystal clear.

The phone suddenly rang. Ye Shuimo moved and was about to pull away, but the back of her head was immediately held down. She could clearly feel that kiss carrying a trace of unyielding dissatisfaction and competition.

On the other side, Soong Mengjie said nervously to her husband, "No way."

Ye Bo was also worried that the two of them would start a fight. After all, according to the company's subordinate's description, when the current situation was combined, it was unintentional.

"I'll ask around again tomorrow."

"It's connected."

Soong Mengjie gestured at him and held the microphone. "Shuimo, it's nothing important. I just wanted to celebrate your attending school today and have a chat with you."

Half an hour later, Ye Shuimo hung up the phone, yawned four or five times, and was carried out of the bathroom.

The temperature in the room was just right, and the embrace of the person beside her was very comfortable.

Ye Miao was still a little unreconciled. During the important moment his lover was in today, the two of them actually didn't have any communication at all.

"How are you feeling today?"

Ye Shuimo responded with a cheerful snoring sound. She once again cupped her hands around his chest and subconsciously moved closer to the source of the heat.

He laughed and kissed his lover on the forehead. "Good night."

Ye Shuimo officially became a university student, but as the saying goes, from student to society was not difficult, but from society to student was much harder. She found that after half a month of classes, she was somewhat unable to understand what the teacher was saying.

It was 11 pm when Ye Miao pushed open the study door. Two hours ago, he was still working hard with his pen, but now, he was still biting his brush and crying in frustration. He didn't even realize how big of a person was standing behind him.

When Ye Shuimo put her hand on her shoulder, she screamed and jumped up.

The two of them: "..."

Ye Miao glanced at the clock, "You have lessons tomorrow, so you should rest first?"

"This won't do. I have to finish this homework today. This teacher is so awesome. The homework given can't be found on the internet."

"Is there any difficulty? Should I hire a home tutor? "

Ye Shuimo shook her head. She didn't believe that she was stupid enough to hire a home tutor. She could manage a company well in the past, but it was just a small assignment with plenty of talented people around. She didn't believe that she would be killed!

Ye Miao wouldn't interfere too much with her, so he warned her a bit and watched her drink the hot milk before leaving the study room.

At 12 o'clock, he could no longer sit still. Sleeping at night was not good for his health; there were still classes tomorrow. He pushed open the door to the study room and as expected, he was still busy writing.

"Do you need help?"

"No, thank you."

"Right."

The big, warm hand gently stroked his back, then it slowly moved towards the next building. It went through the gaps in his clothes and slowly moved around his lower back.

Ye Shuimo's body moved. She turned her head around and stared at him shyly before withdrawing her restless hands and continuing with her homework.

Ye Miao saw the reaction of the other party's ears turn red, so he smiled. The sensitive points on the other party's body were developed bit by bit by him, so he naturally knew how to dye the body of the person in front of him a beautiful red.

"There's a mistake here." His chin was resting lightly on his neck. He purposely spoke into his earlobe and was satisfied to see that his plump little earlobe had turned red.

Ye Shuimo's body softened a little and her attention became a little distracted. Trembling, she looked around and asked, "Where are the words wrong?"

Bending down behind her, he held the person she was hugging and smiled. His hot big hand moved along her arm which was placed on the table, and his big hand wrapped around her small hand. Then, he slowly moved it to where the wrong words were on the screen.

Ye Shuimo had just moved her mouse to the wrong place when her earlobe was bitten in a neither light nor heavy manner. She then turned her face to the side and what happened afterwards was beyond her control.

At eight o'clock the next day, a wail came from the bedroom.

That morning, Ye Shuimo sent a useless message to the class monitor, imploring him to lend her the assignment to copy it.

To express her gratitude, she brought gifts for the class monitor. Boys didn't look like girls who liked dessert, so she fumbled around the house for a watch from the Christmas gifts she had bought and received last Christmas.

During class, she crept over and slipped her watch to the class monitor, who stared blankly. "My birthday isn't here."

She didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "No, thank you for copying the homework for me."

So it was like this, the class monitor said helplessly, "It's just a small matter, ever since we were young, didn't we copy all of our homework and grow up?" Speak... This brand of watch costs tens of thousands! "

"Is that so?" Ye Shuimo didn't notice.

Because he was taking care of the new students, the class monitor and the girl had gotten along quite well. He could vaguely guess that the girl had a very rich life, so he stuffed everything back into her pocket with a smile. "If you really want to thank me, why don't you treat me to tea after school?" I know there's a bookstore that's not bad. "

"Ye Shuimo!"

"Here!"

Ye Shuimo immediately stood up, scaring the teacher who was calling her. She pressed her hand down, "You don't need to stand up, just sit down and answer. Answer this concept, according to the goal of policy, what are the categories of animal science?"

Ah? Ye Shuimo was stupefied, because she was not listening to the class just now. The class monitor beside her threw a helpless look at her, as she was one of the members of the class that did not listen to the class earlier.

Ye Shuimo felt a little awkward as she felt someone poke her in the back. The man sitting in the back whispered the answer in a low voice.

She didn't hear it clearly. The teacher was waiting at the top again, anxious to the point that he was sweating. The man sitting beside her was even more direct as he handed over the answers he had found.

Ye Shuimo gratefully looked at him and quickly took it to read it aloud. In the end, her heart skipped a beat.

"You guys, isn't it too obvious to cheat in violation of the rules?" The teacher laughed. The academic atmosphere of a university was always relaxed. It was also not like a junior high school. If one could not learn well, they would enter a university.

The male colleagues said, "Of course. As the class' only national treasure, Teacher, don't scare our national treasure away."

Ye Shuimo was so nervous that she was sweating. As she sat down, her clothes were pressed down, and she felt guilty. The class monitor, who frequently looked in their direction, was shocked by the obvious kiss mark on her snow-white neck.

There were a lot of classes today, so Ye Shuimo kept her promise to treat them to dinner until the end of the day at around 4 PM.

The Bureau of Books was just outside the University City. There was coffee, books, and Hagan Das, most of them students. There were also white-collar workers coming to handle the work.

The two of them ordered their snacks and the class monitor saw that she was reading the original document in English, so he said, "Your English is not bad? Then you should be able to easily pass level four, right? "

"Fourth level?"

"It's English level. After level 4, I will reach level 6. As I plan to leave the country after grade 4, I will have to start looking at Yaris now as well."2

Ye Shuimo still liked her friend a lot and asked enthusiastically, "Which country are you planning to go to?"

The latter sighed, "English, I guess. But it's just that I'm having a headache because I started my primary school in Russian, and my foreign language test was also in Russian. I didn't expect to study in an English-speaking country."

"So it's like that." Ye Shuimo rolled her eyes. "How about this?" "We'll get a team to help each other. You teach me the usual things, I'll teach you English. Actually, my English is quite good. I also know a bit of Spanish!"

The two of them clapped, and as they clapped, the bright-red strawberry on Ye Shuimo's neck appeared once again …

After returning home, Ye Shuimo told Ye Miao about this and he was very supportive of it. However, since they were close, he naturally had to investigate who the class monitor was.

Liu Qiang patted his chest. With how complicated the relationship between the Miss was, he naturally couldn't let her interact with someone who didn't have a good heart. It was necessary to avoid learning bad things and filter out a bunch in advance.

The next day, a clear piece of information was sent to Ye Miao's desk. He did not expect that the class monitor was related to Nangong Shang, it should be a distant cousin.

Outside of university, Nangong Shang was just passing by. He originally wanted to take a shortcut, but there was a car accident on this route. The traffic police had just arrived.

He stared at the side door of the Higher Education Mega Centre and thought of his distant cousin who seemed to be studying in this very school. He thought of his cousin who was reading at the side door of the Higher Education Mega Centre. Ye Shuimo?

This world was really too small. He was overjoyed and called Ye Miao as a result of his bad taste.

"Did you know that Miss Ye is having a very intimate conversation with a man?" He deliberately paused, "Actually, that person is my cousin. Hahaha."

"Nangong Shang," Ye Miao was very calm, "Your company has closed down?"

He was still planning to go to a meeting.

"Oh, I thought you were so free."

Before Nangong Shang roared, Ye Miao had the foresight to hang up the phone and casually took out the text message that he received an hour ago.

"We'll discuss the study with the class monitor tonight and then go straight to the evening class. I won't go home for dinner."

He sighed as he wondered if it was a good thing for lovers to study so hard. They had not eaten together for four days already, and he really wanted to grab and give her a hug.

In the evening, Marxism class was attended by the three specialized classes. Ye Shuimo and the class monitor were sitting at the back while communicating in English. Now, the two of them had to speak in English in order to train the class monitor.

"Students, self-study in the second class. The Marxist teacher has a class at the last minute."

The students made some noise, and some of them took the opportunity to slip out of the classroom. In any case, self-study meant they could return to their dorms to sleep.

"So handsome, which major is it?"

"I don't know, but our school already has such a beauty?"

There was too much noise at the door. Ye Shuimo and the class monitor also turned around in curiosity, then they met with Ye Miao, who was dressed in casual clothes.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he walked to Ye Shuimo's side and sat down, then nodded at the class monitor in a friendly manner and even smiled.

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