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Very annoying.

Since she had something on her mind, she sent her pen flying as well.

He rolled under the sofa.

Tang Bao wanted to go crazy.

Was he even going against her with a pen?

Tang Bao had no choice but to crawl on the ground, looking for something with her pair of small hands under the sofa.

The hygiene was so clean that there was not even a speck of dust in his hand.

The top half of Tang Bao's shirt was around her waist while the bottom half of her skirt was pink.

She was almost gone by the time she laid down.

She was facing the door, her body unsteady from the search.

When Di Hao Tian came in, she had seen Tang Bao's extremely attractive posture, as if she was deliberately waiting for him.

Di Hao Tian narrowed her sharp black eyes dangerously. Being stimulated to the extreme, the expression in her eyes darkened by several levels.

However, Tang Bao, who had placed all her attention on finding the brush, did not notice that the danger of a wild beast was approaching him step by step.

Until the big hand rested on her body and pulled back.

All of a sudden, the cold air stuck to his body, completely exposing itself. Shocked, she crawled forward, one hand flustered as she straightened her clothes.

The moment he turned his head around, he saw Di Hao Tian who had stood up.

"Pink skirt, very pretty."

Tang Bao's face was stunned for a moment, then immediately flushed red.

Is this person a pervert!?

Di Hao Tian stared at Tang Bao's bright red face with a pair of domineering eyes, staring straight at her.

"You … What are you looking at? " Tang Bao's ears were already red, she wished she could find a hole to hide in. Really, why is he always like this.

"I see you? This is what you do. "

"What did I do? I'm looking for a pen! " Tang Bao was extremely innocent.

What did he mean by her taking the initiative to attract him?

How could he say that?

Di Hao Tian walked in front of the sofa and used one hand to hold onto the edge of the sofa, then immediately lifted it up.

Tang Bao watched in astonishment.

Di Hao Tian actually lifted the sofa up with one hand. It was steady, so easy, and not even the slightest amount of force could be felt.

It was as if he were holding up a piece of cotton instead of a sofa.

His arm, which was wrapped in a black shirt, was filled with endless power. It was a very terrifying strength.

Tang Bao's brush was lying under the sofa quietly.

She hurried over to take it out.

Di Hao Tian then placed the sofa down.

Tang Bao stood up, without saying a word, she sat in front of the table and started to fiddle with her homework.

The pen in his hand was trembling slightly.

Why did Di Hao Tian come to her room?

Why aren't you leaving?

She was truly unlucky to have met Di Hao Tian, the Demon King of Confusion.

She also said that she wouldn't get closer to Di Hao Tian.

Yes, it did not happen, but he had seen everything that he should have seen! He was just missing the point!

"You don't know how to do it? Do you want me to help you? " Di Hao Tian stood beside Tang Bao.

It was just like when a teacher was teaching in junior high but was unable to ignore the pressure on his body.

It was as if Mount Tai was pressing down on her, causing her breathing to become unstable.

Tang Bao looked up slightly. Facing Di Hao Tian's imposing face, she asked with a doubtful tone: "You do?"

Just as he finished asking, Di Hao Tian dragged a stool to sit, brought Tang Bao's homework in front of him, and pulled out the pen in Tang Bao's hand.

He was helping her with her homework.

Tang Bao was skeptical at first, but then she realised Di Hao Tian had really solved the difficult problem.

This person was almost thirty years old. He had been away from school for several years.

He could actually still do it.

What kind of brain was this?

Tang Bao peeked at Di Hao Tian's face when she was focused on the question, no matter which angle it was pointed at, it was as cold and hard as a sculpture.

It was as if he were only facing the questions with an indifferent expression.

Tang Bao remembered that when she was in high school, there was a guy who helped her do her homework.

Tang Bao was so happy, but not long after, that guy transferred to another school.

No one ever did her homework again.

He never thought that the second person would be Di Hao Tian.

It was rumored that no matter if it was the people who heard of Di Hao Tian or the people he got along with a while ago, all of them felt that he deserved his name.

And now, he felt that Di Hao Tian might still have some advantages …

Tang Bao watched in a daze. When Di Hao Tian suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her, Tang Bao finally snapped out of his daze and gave him a dry smile.

Tang Bao who was caught peeping felt her heart beating faster and her face burning.

Di Hao Tian's seemingly endless black eyes seemed to drown her entire person into nothingness, charming yet arrogant. This kind of strange and throbbing feeling.

Tang Bao exhaled a few times. When she thought about what happened tomorrow, she felt that the atmosphere at the moment was not bad and asked, "Di Hao Tian, can I go home tomorrow?"

"You want to go back?" Di Hao Tian's low voice seemed to be unintentional.

"Yes." I don't go back every week, and my father must suspect it. "

"Didn't you go back last week?" Di Hao Tian said as a matter of fact.

"I only stayed the night last week, and I ran away sneakily in the morning. A few days ago, my father went to the school to look for me. I think he must have suspected something. " Suspect I'm having an affair with you.

Di Hao Tian did not say a word, and wrote on the paper with his brush.

That vigorous and powerful calligraphy style was extremely domineering.

"Let me go back? I only go back once a week anyway, and I live in the castle every day. " Tang Bao felt that this request was not too excessive.

However —

"No." Di Hao Tian threw out these two words with an aura that could not be defied and had no room for negotiation.

Tang Bao was so angry that she wanted to smash a brick into his head.

Tang Bao sprawled on the table, her voice sounded like a lazy kitten as she begged, "Then, let's go back this week, is it okay?"

"No."

Di Hao Tian was really going too far.

Dictatorship and power.

Even if Tang Bao was grinding her teeth, it would be useless.

Di Hao Tian put down the pen, and when the sharp eyes of the hawk landed on Tang Bao's face who was lying on the table, they became gloomy, and like a deep pond, ripples appeared.

Tang Bao had originally watched as Di Hao Tian did her homework for her, then she very embarrassedly fell asleep.

Her small mouth was slightly open, and she was breathing lightly, as if a gentle breeze was blowing. There was even a hint of fragrance to her breathing.

Her pink lips reminded Di Hao Tian of the powder on her clothes.

It was still moist.

Di Hao Tian's black eyes became even darker, and the sharpness that he felt since birth seemed to have become even sharper, as his breathing became heavier.

He stuck his bony fingers into the little clenched hand, and the softness of his little hand wrapped itself around his rough fingers, and the softness seeped into his blood, into his life.

In that instant, the feeling of being touched by the velvet made Di Hao Tian's breathing become heavier, as if he was suffering from an extremely great attraction.

Di Hao Tian's finger drew on the soft little hand, grabbing it tightly.