In the first year of school, I took my counselor home

Chapter 7 Problem Solving
The door opened, and Xu Pingan looked at Zhou Qiyao, who was standing in front of him in a white skirt.

"What question is it that stumped our class monitor Zhou?"

Remember, when we were having dinner before, this girl didn’t seem to be wearing this dress, right?

"A math problem."

Zhou Qiyao looked at Xu Pingan, who was wearing white half-sleeves, gray sweatpants, and a pair of slippers on his feet.

"Oh, monitor, bring me the questions and take a look at them." Xu Pingan stood there and did not enter the room.

"Come in and talk." Zhou Qiyao stepped aside.

"Yeah." Xu Ping'an looked at Zhou Qiyao, and then stepped into the room.

People and girls don’t care, he’s still being pretentious here.

After Xu Pingan walked into the room, Zhou Qiyao closed the door.

After a few minutes……

Xu Pingan was sitting on a simple sofa in the hotel, analyzing and researching a math problem in the exercise book...

Finally came to a conclusion.

"There is a mistake in this question. There is an incorrect condition." Xu Pingan turned his head and said to Zhou Qiyao who was sitting next to him.

At this time, Zhou Qiyao's body was slightly tilted towards Xu Pingan, and her eyes were looking at the exercise book in Xu Pingan's hand.

Xu Ping'an was much taller than Zhou Qianyao, so he inadvertently looked through Zhou Qianyao's loose collar and saw the clothes that were beginning to take shape...

White.

Xu Pingan quickly turned his eyes to the side, took a grape from the fruit plate on the table next to him and stuffed it into his mouth.

The grapes are quite sweet.

Seemingly noticing Xu Pingan's gaze just now, Zhou Qiyao sat upright quietly. At the same time, her fair and pretty face was quietly stained with a faint blush. She pursed her thin lips and said:

"Oh, no wonder I didn't make it even after researching for a long time."

Picking up a grape again and putting it into his mouth, Xu Pingan turned his head to look at Zhou Qiyao again, without squinting, his eyes fixed on Zhou Qiyao's smooth and white forehead.

If his brain collapsed, he would probably cry for a long time.

Xu Ping'an couldn't help but think of the way Zhou Qianyao was hit by him and her brain collapsed when she was a child, and then she complained to the teacher with her nose red from crying.

She was cuter when she was a child.

When I get older, I don’t like to cry anymore.

Going a step further, Xu Ping'an was actually a little suspicious of whether this girl had deliberately found a wrong question and then tricked him...

Because the question itself is not difficult, with Zhou Qiyao's ability, he should be able to find that there is an error in this question.

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and Xu Pingan quickly drove this unreliable thought out of his mind.

Maybe people have fallen into misunderstandings.

How could a girl, wearing a small skirt, deceive an innocent boy into...

After gathering his thoughts, Xu Ping'an stopped thinking about it.

If the phone rings, I can fight back. She likes me. This kind of thinking is unacceptable.

"The exam is tomorrow. I think there is no need to study anymore. I should relax my head."

"Yeah." Zhou Qiyao looked at Xu Ping'an and nodded his fair chin obediently.

"Then you have a good rest. I'm going back to the room first." Xu Ping'an said before getting up and leaving.

Although it was not very late, this was a hotel, and it was a bit bad for him to go into the girl's room and let others see him.

"Okay." Zhou Qiyao said.

Standing up, Xu Pingan walked towards the door of the room.

Putting his palm on the doorknob, Xu Pingan pressed down slightly. Just when the door was about to open, Zhou Qiyao's voice came from behind again. "Xu Ping'an."

Looking at Xu Pingan's tall and straight figure, Zhou Qiyao suddenly said.

Xu Pingan turned his head and looked at Zhou Qiyao sitting on the sofa behind him, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Qiyao looked at Xu Pingan, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Good night."

Zhou Qiyao still suppressed the youthful throbbing in her heart.

Let’s wait until after the college entrance examination.

They still have a long way to go, and they still have a long time to slowly apply the color of youth.

"Good night, monitor." Xu Pingan smiled at Zhou Qiyao, then waved his hand, opened the door and walked out.

Looking at the door that had been closed again, Zhou Qiyao sat quietly on the chair in a daze for a while, then suddenly thought of something, and her cheeks were once again stained with a layer of faint blush.

Lowering her head, Zhou Qiyao raised her hand to lift her collar and looked inside, the blush on her face deepening.

Taking the remote control nearby, Zhou Qiyao pressed the air conditioner several times.

The room was a little hot and she needed to cool down.

As soon as he closed the door to Zhou Qiyao's room, Xu Pingan turned around and was about to walk towards his room, when he suddenly met a sharp look.

Feng Jing stood a few meters away from Xu Pingan, holding a brand new hot water bottle in her hand, and looked at Xu Pingan who had just walked out of Zhou Qiyao's room with a faint look.

It's like looking at a little thief who has just done something bad.

Xu Pingan was stunned for a moment, then took a few steps forward to Feng Jing, and greeted his mother with a very natural expression:
"mom."

Feng Jing continued to look at her eldest son with a faint look, and then issued a soul torture:

"It's late at night, what were you doing in Qian Yao's room?"

"She doesn't know a question, so I'll explain it to her." Xu Pingan answered very calmly.

He simply discussed academic issues with monitor Zhou, and he didn't do anything wrong. There was nothing to be afraid of.

Feng Jing looked at her good son with some suspicion, looking from top to bottom, and then from bottom to top. Seeing that there was nothing unusual about Xu Pingan, she was silently relieved.

She was young and frivolous, and she was really afraid that this brat of hers would do something that would make her a grandma in ten months.

"Be careful of the impact. It's not good to go to a girl's room late at night." Xu's mother educated her with a serious expression.

"I know, Mom." Xu Ping'an responded obediently, even though it was not too late now.

Just listen to what Mother says honestly.

"Go back to your room. We have exams tomorrow. Go to bed early and don't play with your mobile phone."

"Okay, Mom." Xu Pingan nodded and returned seriously.

"Goodbye, mother." With that said, Xu Pingan walked towards his room.

Feng Jing also took the kettle and walked towards her room. Just when the two were about to pass each other, Feng Jing suddenly stopped again and turned her head to look at Xu Pingan.

"Do you have any other instructions, my respected mother?" Xu Pingan stopped and turned to look at Feng Jing.

"You and that girl Qian Yao really didn't do anything, did you?" Feng Jing looked at her eldest son again and asked, still a little worried.

My eldest son has always been a clever little kid. Even if he does something, he may not leave any traces of the crime.

Xu’s mother knew Xu Pingan very well.

"No, we just studied the question. Don't you still believe in your son's character?" Xu Ping'an looked at his mother's somewhat suspicious eyes and said seriously.

Feng Jing looked at her eldest son, "What kind of character do you have? Why don't I know?"

Xu Pingan: "..."

These words really hurt my heart.

(End of this chapter)