After dinner, Wanqing returned to the cloakroom. Although she didn't want to face it, she had to face it for the sake of her studies.

There was still an ambiguous smell in the cloakroom, which almost made her want to kill herself. She gritted her teeth and cleaned up the dressing table, sorted out the books, recorded the broken books, and handed them over to Mu Tianyang.

An hour later, Ahua appeared in front of her with a brand new book.

"Please trouble you." Wan Qing glanced at her watch. It was not too late at nine o'clock, because many bookstores closed before closing at ten o'clock.

"Then I'll go out first." Ah Hua looked at Mu Tianyang and waited for instructions.

"Yes." Mu Tianyang sat on the sofa reading the newspaper without raising his head. When Ah Hua walked out of the living room, he asked, "Why don't you wear a watch?"

Wan Qing looked at the electronic watch in her hand, remembering the piece of Vacheron Constantin he gave him, and said with some fear: "It's too expensive, it's not good for Dai to go to school."

Mu Tianyang frowned and sneered: "It seems that he should transfer to a noble school for you!" When he arrived at a place full of young ladies, everyone was Vacheron Constantin and Cartier. She was embarrassed not to wear it.

Wanqing smiled stiffly and picked up the book on the coffee table: "I'm going to do my homework..."

Mu Tianyang threw down the newspaper: "Come with me."

Wanqing felt a little nervous, thinking that he was going to do something again. But what could she do? She couldn't disobey him even if she was a sea of ​​swords and fire. She followed him carefully until she entered his study.

His study room was large, with a capable and steady style. The towering bookshelf on both sides and the black desk in the middle almost made her breathless.

Mu Tianyang pointed to the desk: "Sit there. There is an empty space in the bookshelf. Find a place to put your things on your own, but don't mess up my things."

"Yes." Wanqing hugged the book on her chest tightly.

"Why are you still standing there? Don't you have to hand in your homework tomorrow?"

Wan Qing ran over immediately and placed the book on the desk. There was nothing but a computer and a pen holder on the desk.

"I..." she pointed outside, "I still have some books over there."

"Go quickly!" Mu Tianyang glared at her.

She immediately ran out of the study and took the things back.

Mu Tianyang was already sitting at the desk and turned on the computer.

Wanqing walked slowly over, not knowing where to sit. Although the desk was big, he was even more powerful. As soon as he sat there, it seemed as if the whole table was his, and the table seemed to be as small as just a card in his hand.

"Come here." Mu Tianyang knocked on the position on his left hand, "Don't block my light."

When Wan Qing saw this, she carried the book and moved it to the left side.

Fortunately, there were more than one chair in his study. She took a casual hand and sat down, opened the exercises to prepare for her homework. But Mu Tianyang was next to her. She felt inexplicably scared and could not concentrate. She would look at him from time to time.

Mu Tianyang, who was knocking on the computer, looked up and said, "What's wrong? I want me to get on with you?"

"You" Wanqing almost fainted. How could he say such words? Her face turned red with anxiety and her eyes were red with grievance.

"If you don't want me to get on you, don't keep watching me."

Wan Qing gritted her teeth and said, "I can't take care of you here!"

"Why?"

"Yes... it's because you're using the computer so loudly."

Mu Tianyang stared at her fiercely: "** is still making trouble reading, you can't stand this? Either do the questions well, or let me do you and choose yourself!"

Wan Qing was so scared that she trembled, and she picked up the pen in a panic, lowered her head and looked at the question.
Chapter completed!