Quick Wear Peace

I don't know why, but when I look at An Ning's face, I feel a little bit of kindness in my heart. Maybe it's because she looks too young.

If An Ning knew about this, she would definitely say, it’s okay, as long as you can complete the task, I can be your daughter.

"It's okay, I'm not afraid."

"Please teach me."

After a peaceful day of pestering.

Meng Yanchen also thought of the last time the girl was harassed by a gangster.

Meng Yanchen finally agreed to let An Ning study in an abandoned small classroom for an hour after school every day.

"Thank you, Meng Yanchen."

An Ning skipped away happily.

Meng Yanchen looked at An Ning's cheerful expression, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and then returned to his usual straight look and lowered his head to do his homework.

"Ahhhh, it's rising."

Xiaoyi squatted in front of the instrument, staring at it intently. Finally, the instrument moved and he jumped up excitedly.

"How much has it increased?" An Ning asked happily.

Ding Dong, a close friend has arrived today.

"One percent." Xiaoyi bared his teeth, his eyes almost gone.

An Ning's smile froze for a moment, and then returned to normal: "It's okay, a little bit of meat is still meat, and everything is difficult at the beginning."

An Ning glanced to the side and found Meng Yanchen doing his homework, so he quietly moved his butt and walked up.

"Horse stance, don't be lazy."

Hearing the sound, An Ning had to squat down again.

"Meng Yanchen, I'm so tired. Can I take a rest for a while?" Looking at Meng Yanchen's back, An Ning couldn't help but act coquettishly.

"No." Hateful words came out of those pretty lips.

Because the girl asked him for help in advance, she will definitely beg for mercy, and then he can just reject her mercilessly.

"Ah." Another howl.

A barely perceptible smile flashed in Meng Yanchen's eyes.

"It's risen again." Xiaoyi spat out the melon seeds.

"Don't say it again in the future. Tell me if there is a decrease."

A smile flashed in An Ning's eyes, as if she had found a solution.

"Oh oh." Xiaoyi nodded.

"Okay, stand up." Meng Yanchen looked at his watch.

An Ning held on to her legs tremblingly, tears in her eyes, and a pitiful expression: "I can't stand up anymore."

Meng Yanchen walked forward helplessly and held her arm.

An Ning sat on the chair and patted her legs, relying on Meng Yanchen's strength.

"Your legs will hurt tomorrow if you shoot like this."

Meng Yanchen looked at An Ning slapping his legs mercilessly and couldn't help but speak.

"Then how do you massage?" he asked puzzledly, taking his hand back.

Meng Yanchen taught An Ning how to massage correctly.

An Ning started to learn it seriously.

By the time the two of them had packed up their things, it had already gotten dark.

At this time, the driver of Meng Yanchen's family also arrived.

Meng Yanchen opened the car door, did not move, and looked at An Ning: "Get in the car, I'll take you home."

"Okay." An Ning sat on it happily.

It's nice to have a special car.

"Hello uncle, please take me to xxxx." An Ning greeted the driver with a smile.

After getting off the car, An Ning waved to Meng Yanchen, indicating that he should go back quickly.

"Have you got a meal yet?"

Fu Wenying sat on the sofa, waiting for Meng Yanchen to come back.

"Not yet." Meng Yanchen changed his shoes slowly.

"There's food on the table, go and eat." Fu Wenying waited until Meng Yanchen came back, felt relieved, and went upstairs.

"Mom doesn't care about us at all. Brother, you came back so late, but mom didn't ask you if anything happened." Xu Qin appeared out of nowhere.