Song Xiaoman quietly, a person ran back to the study.

    After a while, sister Zhu went upstairs and knocked on the door: "Miss man, lunch is ready. Would you like to come down now?"

    Song Xiaoman opened the door and poked out his head: "she, has she left?"

    "That teacher?" Sister Zhu shook her head. "She''s still sitting there. I don''t think she wants to leave."

    This teacher is also very strange, sat for half an hour, really patient.

    Is there anything important you have to say face to face with your husband?

    "Miss man, how was your class just now?" Sister Zhu stares at Song Xiaoman and smiles.

    In a word, my husband has never been so fond of any woman.

    Even the make-up teacher has been invited to the home, giving people a feeling of... Like raising a daughter.

    Just as sister Zhu was talking to song Xiaoman, the sound of opening the door came from downstairs. Qin Shinan came.

    The tutor immediately stood up and said, "Qin Shao, are you back?"

    Hearing the news, song Xiaoman quietly went to the stairs and looked around.

    Sister Zhu also rushed downstairs to meet: "Sir, this teacher has been waiting for you to come back."

    "Qin Shao, that''s right. I''d like to tell you about the details of today''s tutorial and the next arrangements."

    "No, please come back next week." Qin Shinan''s cold face, no extra expression, voice is also very cold.

    "But..."

    "Is there anything else for the teacher?"

    Qin Shinan no longer took care of her. He turned to elder sister Zhu and said, "is she in the room?"

    "I''m still reviewing my lessons in my study. I''ve been tutoring for more than two hours in the morning. Miss man is very serious. She hasn''t eaten yet." See Mr. mood seems not good, Zhu Jie quickly help to say good words.

    Qin Shinan went to the stairs.

    The tutor looked at Qin Shinan''s back and stood in the same place. What does that mean? Don''t you even want to talk to her?

    how absurd!

    Qin Shinan opened the door of his study.

    I saw the little girl sitting in front of the desk, holding her chin in both hands, looking listless.

    He went to her, then picked up the paper: "let me see. I''ve learned something."

    Song Xiaoman looks up, takes the paper from the man''s hand, and lowers his head quietly.

    "What''s that look like?"

    “……”

    "What did the teacher teach today?"

    “……”

    No matter what he asked, song Xiaoman just didn''t say a word.

    That tutor, put it clearly, is not right.

    As soon as I entered the study, I looked at her from head to toe and asked her questions. That''s OK. I was fooling her when I instructed her to do the topic just now.

    I''m still reluctant to leave after class. What should I do when I wait for him to come back? Isn''t it just to seduce people?

    Teachers should have the appearance of a teacher, wearing high heels and sprayed perfume. What do they do here?

    Hum!

    Song Xiaoman stood up, took the man''s hand, voice small, with grievances: "old, husband, full of no, don''t need to cram."

    Qin Shinan raised his mouth: "your math score is too poor, can''t you do any questions? What do you plan to do if you don''t cram now? "

    He took a blind look at the camera in the corner and quickly took his eyes back.

    He could see clearly what happened in the study in the morning, including the teacher''s look at her and all kinds of perfunctory expressions.

    He taught Lao Mu a lesson on the spot, where to find this kind of teacher, but Lao Mu is also very helpless, please tutor this thing, really a little inexperienced.

    He didn''t want to watch her, just subconsciously, let her alone and a stranger at home, he felt uneasy.

    After all, she''s not a normal girl.

    Song Xiaoman frowned gently.

    I''m kidding. Math is her strong point. She can tutor anyone.

    "I really don''t want to. I''ll forget it later." Qin Shinan curved his mouth and said with a smile, "can we go down to dinner now?"

    Song Xiaoman has no reaction to the man''s smiling eyes.

    Forget it?

    Why, it''s so easy to talk?

    When the man took her hand, she hugged his arm and stuck it to him: "old man, my husband gave me a full tutor."

    With that, her face turned red.

    She swore, she really didn''t think so, but the words came out of her mouth.

    Qin Shinan''s smile slightly solidified, eyes meaningful: "are you sure you want me to tutor you?"

    "..." Song Xiaoman looks stiff. What else can she say at this time?

    At lunch, Qin Shinan''s eyes lingered on Song Xiaoman''s face for a while.

    He recalled what the doctor said to him in the office that day. Her stuttering was probably caused by psychological factors.

    That night, she had a nightmare. In the dream, she kept calling for her father''s help. She was so scared that she was in a cold sweat

    What did she experience when she was a child?

    Feeling a sharp and deep sight over his head, song Xiaoman raises his head and bumps into the man''s dark eyes.

    Qin Shinan put down his chopsticks and went upstairs alone.

    Song Xiaoman asked sister Zhu to add half a bowl of rice and left her seat only when she was full.

    Two days on the weekend, except for the unexpected arrival of the tutor, nothing special.

    Song Xiaoman spent most of his time in his study, while Qin Shinan worked in another room.

    Monday morning.

    There was an important meeting in qinshinan. It was the school that Lao Mu took song Xiaoman to.

    The car stopped near the school.

    Song Xiaoman gets out of the car and watches the car go far. She immediately stops a taxi to go to the hospital.

    Seeing song Xiaoman, Tang was surprised: "Manman, why are you here again? I told you not to come! "

    "I''ll see if my aunt is any better."

    However, Tang Jingru is still lying quietly in the hospital bed, then the oxygen tube, has not come to consciousness.

    "Xiaoxi, these snacks are for you. Sister Zhu just made them in the morning. I also took a lot of fruits."

    Song Xiaoman takes out everything.

    Tang Xie took song Xiaoman to the outside and said, "Manman, take these back. I don''t want to eat anything."

    Last time her husband stood at the door of the ward, staring at people. Now I''m afraid.

    She doesn''t dare eat any more.

    "Full, you listen to me, you go to school now, I''m here alone, no problem, I don''t want to affect you."

    Tang Zipi''s mouth: "besides, your husband looks fierce. You''re not afraid of me. Don''t wait for him to come here again."

    Song Xiaoman blinked and said without hesitation, "my husband is not fierce. He''s fine."

    Tang Xi Leng Leng, staring at Song Xiaoman: "full, how do you face red?"

    "... yes, yes?" Song Xiaoman touched his face.

    "Manman, do you like your husband?" Tang Xi''s tone had a faint worry.