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BNDDSB Chapter 9 - Rewards and punishments

 After Bo Yun starts tutoring her, he will find out how bad her homeworks are. She especially knew that her last math quiz is only 8 points. The whole person is silent and her face sunk.


How can she get such a score?


He thought that he would help her review and add enough score to meet the exam quota, and then he could roll around happily.


This girl ruined his long-planned plan!


“Do you usually hide this from me?” The gloomy eyes turned to Qiao Ting who was pretending to be cute with her shoulders shrunk and tongue out.


Since he first thought of tutoring Qiao Ting, he thought that it would only be the usual grades and the her exams were on the verge of passing. But no one told him that there was a single-digit dilemma!


Does this mean that he will spend more time on her class work?


What about his happy hour?


What about his dessert after class?


Give him a candy without cake!


“I… I’m ashamed to tell you directly. I’ll take the test…” Qiao Ting’s embarrassed hands twisted and turned.


That’s why she opened the radical number and multiplied by 10, and then carried the method.


Uhh!


For a math idiot, she can think of such method of adding points. He admired it very much.


Bo Yun narrowed his eyes.


Woo… Bo Yun’s eyes are so terrifying!


Ugh.


Woo… he sighed. Does he think she’s hopeless?


Bo Yun lowered his head. Looking at Qiao Ting’s white thigh, it was really hard not to sigh.


He want to touch it!


Her legs are born so well, so well-proportioned, and she is so close to him, but he has no time to touch it. His hands are not satisfied!


But now the most important thing is to save her homework first. After all, only half a year is left!


He really wants to rush to the French window, open it and shout, ‘I am dissatisfied!’.


“If you want to memorize the recitation subjects, I will draw a key point for you. Except for the key point I drew, you don’t need to memorize the rest.” Bo Yun urged earnestly.


After all, she doesn’t have much time.


“Okay. Thank you, teacher.” The eyes that Qiao Ting admir3ed were shining brightly.


He prefers to scold her. Your teacher!


In the most miserable aspect of mathematics and science, he held his forehead and turned the pages. “Tutoring is also required on weekends.”


“What?” Qiao Ting’s eyes widened. “What are you going to do on the weekend?”


“Tutor.”


“Is it the same from seven to ten in the evening?” She asked with a glimmer of hope.


“Make up from seven in the morning to ten in the evening!” He responded coldly.


“Then I will die!” She couldn’t help protesting loudly.


Wouldn’t she betray her physical capital at a young age?


“Your grades like this makes me have a headache!”


He had to figure out the fastest way for her to absorb the lessons.


If her head is like a chest, it will grow after a few efforts. It’s fine.


He hanged his head, as if studying the subjects. His eyes peeked into the tender white milk from the button of Qiao Ting’s shirt.


He wants to rub it!


Qiao Ting pursed her lips.


He looked at Qiao Ting’s unwilling appearance. He knows that Qiao Ting, who is always more interested in sports that studying, can hardly sit in a chair for more that an hour.


Mother Liang said that her butt was pointed so she couldn’t sit still.


Suddenly, he had a plan that allowed him to fulfill his wish and increase Qiao Ting’s grades.


“I will reward you every time you improve by more that 10 in the exam.”


“Really?” Hearing the reward, her eyes shone again.


“However, if there is no progress, I will punish you!” Bo Yun said harshly.


Bo Yun’s eyes were so terrifying that Qiao Ting’s soul was shocked.


“Dad in heaven, save me!” She raised her arm to the sky and shouted.


He pulled down her playful hand, shook it hard, and pinched it before letting go.


“Open the handout for me.”


Woo… Qiao Ting opened the heavy handout with a sad expression but did not see the glint in Bo Yun’s eyes.

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