"Teacher, it's done." The cold son stretched out a lazy waist, raised his head and said.

Zhang Yuyan was still busy at the moment, and when she heard him, she looked up slightly and smiled at him and said, "I'll be all right if you wait a moment. It's hard for you today. The teacher invited you to dinner."

Hanzi saw that she lowered her head again and did not want to disturb her. He sat there thinking about what Shui Yueyue had to do to find himself. Shui Yueyue always felt a little strange to him, but where he could not tell. But her beautiful appearance and her submissive...