Supplementary Lesson 3

  "Uh..." Xiaoyu reluctantly responded, although... Grandpa Nanfeng and the others were really good to her, but, except for Nanfeng Luo! No matter how good the others were, the one who had to give her extra tutoring was none other than the detestable Nanfeng Luo.

  "Li Yi," Nan Feng Luo said at the stair landing, "take Ruan Xiao Yu to the third study in the south hall on the second floor."

  "Alright, young master."

  It was indeed a big house that could be compared to a castle, and Ruan Xiao Yu followed Li Shu behind her as she walked through this floor of the house that looked like a maze, and her head was spinning.

  "Arrived, Miss Ruan Xiangyou, if there's anything, you can tell the young master or directly use the transmitter to inform me." Li Ayi politely knocked on the door lightly, then opened it and let Ruan Xiangyou in, before closing the door and retreating herself.

  The room was eerily quiet, and Rong Xiao Yu looked around like an alien, the room was very large, and all four sides were filled with books, even categorized, the bookshelves had a medieval European style, and on the right side of the room was a series of sofas and coffee tables in the same style, and to the far right was a spacious and luxurious desk... chair...

  "Are you done admiring?" Nanfeng Luo, leaning against the chair with a dazzling smile at the corner of his lips, seemed to unintentionally let his gaze linger on her.

  Ran Youyu was suddenly attacked. She made a "cough cough" sound to cover it up.

  "What subject would you like me to help you with?"

  "Huh?"

  Nan Feng Luo frowned in dissatisfaction: "It's electronics, okay?!"

  "Ah? Yeah..."

  "Bring out all the books, and circle where you don't understand," discovering that Ruan Xiao You still hadn't made a move, Nan Feng Luo gave him a cold glance, "Not coming over here yet, are you thinking of resting on the sofa for a bit longer?"

  She met Nan Feng's cold gaze and angrily strode towards him with her school bag slung over her shoulder.

  From this moment, from this angle, in this light, with this image, he looked exactly like a prince of unparalleled beauty and nobility, inviolable and majestic as if from an ancient castle.

  But she had to strain every nerve to hold on to her last shred of sanity, trying not to look at that enchanting face, keeping her mind calm.

  Ran Xiangyu sat calmly in the chair opposite him, taking out his textbook and pen from his backpack and placing them on the long table, starting to read.

  Nan Feng Luo sat opposite him, watching Ran Xiang Yu's series of seemingly calm actions, without even looking at him once, his mood slightly unpleasant. However, he also didn't say anything.