Endless Pampering Only For You

Thinking so, she went forward to open the door.

However, the door was locked.

This made Mu Xiaoxiao stunned. The maid had just come out, and the door was locked.

This shows that Yin Shaojie doesn't want to be disturbed anymore.

What exactly is he doing inside?

Mu Xiaoxiao was tangled and pressed his forehead against the door panel.

Although she didn't know what he was doing inside, was she really good to go in and disturb him like this?

Even if she knew, he wouldn't be angry with her.

But she didn't want to rely on it, so she disturbed him.

When Mu Xiao was worried, her cell phone rang, and she was startled by her intent on thinking.

Afraid that the ringtone would make Yin Shaoji hear it, she quickly answered the phone.

"Little ..."

There was Qi Qing's voice inside, with a trace of resentment.

"What's wrong?" Mu Xiaoxiao asked in a low voice, walking towards the corner at the same time.

"How are you doing math? I don't have a problem," Han Qiqing said frustrated.

Mu Xiaoxiao froze and thought he heard it wrong.

She picked up her phone and looked at the electric display, confirming that it was Han Qiqing's name.

"Qi Qing, what are you doing? Don't tell me, you're doing the problem."

Han Qiqing sobbed in a voice and said, "Yes, I'm just doing the problem ... My brother is very busy today, saying he can't help me review it, and asked me to review it by himself. He said he would come to check later.

Mu Xiaoxiao expressed her deep sympathy.

"Why don't you ask Shijun? Shijun's grades are good."

Han Qiqing snorted. "Just don't ask him. He will laugh at me. He won't be able to say such simple questions. Little, your grades should be good? You can teach me."

Mu Xiaoxiao smiled bitterly, "Did you forget it? You are a sophomore, I am a sophomore ..."

Han Qiqing paused, suddenly, "Yeah! You are one grade lower than me, I really forgot, so won't you do math in high school? What then? What should I do?"

"So you should find Shijun." Mu Xiaoxiao suggested.

"Don't!" Han Qiqing refused, asking after thinking, "Is Yin Shaoyin here? You can ask him to help me."

Mu Xiaoxiao glanced at the study and shook his head, "No, he's busy in the study. I don't dare to bother him, you just have to ask Shijun."

Han Qiqing wailed, "Do I really want to ask Shijun ... he will laugh at me!"

Mu Xiao's novel, "Tell him, if he dares to laugh at you, we will beat him together tomorrow."

"Okay, that's OK, then I'll hang up, bye."

Han Qiqing probably had no idea and had to accept the proposal.

"OK Bye Bye."

Mu Xiaoxiao answered the phone and walked back to the study door.

She raised her hand and stopped before reaching the door.

Forget it ...

At this time, inside the study.

Yin Shaoyan frowned deeply, letting down his pen with a snap, grabbing the top piece of paper, rubbing it anxiously, and threw it onto the carpet.

He doesn't understand why love letters are so difficult to write.

He had received countless love letters before, and he had hardly noticed them.

Only by experiencing it myself can I realize that a love letter requires so much thought.

In the 17-year-old life of Yin Shaojie, he rarely encountered difficulties. He was smart since he was a child, not to mention academically, and his knowledge has surpassed others.

Of course, he is not completely unable to write love letters.

He just feels dissatisfied with everything he writes.

He is not demanding of himself. What he wants is nothing more than giving the best to Xiao Xiao.