"Since you don't want to leave and don't want your sister's money to go to waste, then find a stool and come over for class."
The moment Jiang Cuo turned around, Su Lian had already straightened her neck and closed her eyes in fear, as if she were in the last second before her execution, but she didn't expect this.
Jiang Cuo actually wants to tutor her?
Su Lian certainly didn't want to leave. Jiang Cuo always had to go back to sleep, but she could stay here indefinitely. As long as the housekeeper didn't call her away, Su Qianqian would see her first thing when she woke up tomorrow.
She can then subtly mention that she took good care of her sister all night, and her sister will definitely be moved.
So Su Lian reluctantly moved the stool over and sat down properly.
Jiang Cuo's eyes turned slightly cold. He glanced at Su Lian out of the corner of his eye, placed a textbook in his palm, and rolled it into a cylindrical shape, resembling a rough version of a ruler.
Su Lian hesitated, looking like she wanted to say something but couldn't. "Jiang Cuo, is this really okay? My sister is a patient right now and needs a good environment to rest. Won't this disturb her?"
Jiang Cuo sneered, "This is called the osmotic review method. Hearing the teacher's lecture while sleeping will deepen the memory of what you've learned and make it more helpful for Su Qianqian's studies."
Su Lian had no choice but to listen, even though she was forced to.
But when she heard Jiang Cuo talk about advanced algebra, Su Lian suddenly realized that something was a little off. When Jiang Cuo talked about linear analysis, Su Lian vaguely felt that she had heard the term somewhere before. When Jiang Cuo mentioned calculus, Su Lian realized the seriousness of the matter.
Moreover, she couldn't understand anything Jiang Cuo was saying at all, and she couldn't answer any of Jiang Cuo's questions.
Jiang Cuo would use a cylindrical textbook, rolled up in his palm, to tap her head, each tap harder than the last, the thuds louder than Jiang Cuo's voice.
Su Lian could only hold onto the desk with her hands, trying her best to maintain the expression on her face.
Normally, when Su Qianqian is studying, Jiang Cuo's expression is always extremely serious; he has never been so casual before.
“Jiang Cuo doesn’t teach his sister like this.”
Jiang Cuo's gaze remained unchanged, his hands continued moving without stopping, and he didn't even lessen the force. "This is called teaching according to aptitude. You're too stupid and need to be pushed."
Su Lian felt that this was even more terrifying than torture. The demonic sounds echoed in her ears, and those incomprehensible characters and codes seemed to have drilled into her brain and were fighting inside it.
Although she had already slept at school all day, a strange drowsiness suddenly overwhelmed her, and Su Lian couldn't resist it.
It hurts so much, she wants to stop, but she can't find the switch to stop.
Su Lian's mind was completely blank.
"Does Jiang Cuo like your older sister?"
Without thinking, Su Lian blurted out this sentence because she had a gut feeling that Jiang Cuo's actions might stop after she said it.
As expected, Jiang Cuo's hand paused.
It also let out a soft hissing sound, as if it had accidentally bitten its tongue.
Su Lian was overjoyed because she had caught Jiang Cuo red-handed.
Yes, Su Qianqian is so outstanding that Jiang Cuo is constantly pestered by her. Even the most stoic woman is easily swayed by such persistence. No matter how cold Jiang Cuo is, he will eventually melt away when he is warmed by Su Qianqian's passionate and warm fire.
When Su Lian sat up straight with confidence and turned to look at Jiang Cuo's face, she thought Jiang Cuo would panic and beg her for help.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Cuo was looking at her with a gaze that was almost like that of someone staring at a prisoner about to be executed.
"So, that book, 'Fragile Love,' was written under your pressure from Lu Rong?"
Su Lian: "...?"
Jiang Cuo: "Using this tactic to sow discord is acceptable."
Su Lian: "Huh?"
Jiang Cuo: "Are you a member of the Su school or the Jiang school?"
Su Lian: "..." What is all this?!
Moreover, judging from Jiang Cuo's matter-of-fact expression, it's clear that she herself knocked on the pillow more hard.
Just as Jiang Cuo was staring at Su Lian with a scrutinizing gaze, the butler gently knocked on the door.
At this moment, Su Lian felt a glimmer of hope rekindle.
They thought the butler was urging Jiang Cuo to go back.
Unexpectedly, two maids carrying plates followed behind the butler.
When the butler looked at Jiang Cuo, his eyes were filled with respect and gentleness.
“Miss Jiang Cuo, could you please stay tonight? The young lady’s condition has been very bad this afternoon, and the maid said that the young lady kept calling out Miss Jiang Cuo’s name all afternoon. She hopes that Miss Jiang Cuo can stay in the young lady’s room tonight to take care of her. I have already asked the maid to bring some pajamas and toiletries. I hope Miss Jiang Cuo can agree. I would be very grateful.”
It's getting late. I've already spoken to your grandparents and assured them that I'll ensure Miss Jiang's safety tonight. Their opinion is that it's up to Miss Jiang herself.
After hearing the housekeeper's words, Jiang Cuo did not answer immediately. Instead, he stood up, walked past Su Lian, and went to Su Qianqian's bedside. He glanced at Su Qianqian's condition and saw that she was frowning, as if she was sleeping restlessly. Her face was still a little red. As if she heard the sound, she turned over impatiently and waved her hands haphazardly.
Jiang Cuo placed his palm on Su Qianqian's forehead, and as if sensing this, Su Qianqian, who was asleep, immediately grabbed Jiang Cuo's hand, and the frown on her face changed to one of relief.
Jiang Cuo raised his eyes and glanced at Su Lian, his expression one of silent smugness.
The butler naturally understood what Jiang Cuo meant.
Looking at Su Lian, he said, "Su Lian, the maids have already prepared the hot water in your room, so you don't need to trouble yourself anymore. I will pay for the tutoring fee that Miss Jiang Cuo gave you tonight. Next time, don't trouble Miss Jiang Cuo so much."
Su Lian bit her lip, quite unwilling, and glared at Jiang Cuo. She saw that although Jiang Cuo's expression was indifferent, every strand of his hair and every pore on his face was filled with smugness.
Su Lian glanced at the butler, then stomped her foot and walked out with extreme reluctance.
The housekeeper had the maid place Jiang Cuo's toiletries and pajamas on the sofa before leaving, and then thoughtfully closed the door behind him.
In an instant, the room fell into a sudden silence, with only Su Qianqian's slightly heavy breathing remaining.
Taking care of someone?
Jiang Cuo sat on Su Qianqian's bed, reached out, and pinched Su Qianqian's cheek without any mercy.
"Su Qianqian, you really have a good sister."
Su Qianqian could only frown and mutter a few words of displeasure, but she didn't have the strength to push Jiang Cuo's hand away.
Jiang Cuo's eyes darkened slightly, feeling that the room had become warmer because of Su Qianqian's slightly warm body temperature.
She stood up, picked up her pajamas, and took a shower in Su Qianqian's bathroom.
The sound of running water in the bathroom made Su Qianqian, who was sleeping, turn over restlessly.
Jiang Cuo, who had just dried his hair, was wearing a light cotton nightgown. He glanced at the small sofa in front of him and then at the large bed where Su Qianqian was lying.
She had been entrusted to take care of Su Qianqian, so there was no need for her to feel wronged. Therefore, without any psychological burden, Jiang Cuo lifted a corner of the blanket on the other side of Su Qianqian and lay down on it.
...
The next day, early in the morning, the morning sunlight shone through the balcony onto the big bed.
Su Qianqian slept for a whole day and night, her head was still foggy, and when she opened her eyes groggily, she felt like she was about to die from exhaustion.
I had a bizarre dream all night yesterday.
First, she dreamed that Jiang Cuo thought she was about to die, so she hugged her and cried frantically, begging her not to die. She said a lot of things, but she couldn't hear a word of them. Then she put her neck under her mouth and let her bite.
In her dream, she was quite naive. When asked to bite, she did. After biting, Jiang Cuo in the dream suddenly changed his expression, accusing her of taking liberties with her and demanding that she take responsibility. Su Qianqian had already suffered a loss in reality, so she was naturally unconvinced in the dream. She turned over and pinned Jiang Cuo down, tearing his clothes to see if he would dare to bully her again. As a result, her perfectly good dream ended up being interrupted.
In the blink of an eye, Jiang Cuo suddenly stood in front of her and confronted her, saying something she couldn't understand. Then Jiang Cuo transformed into the mathematical symbol β, as if he was about to devour her. Terrified, she ran away frantically.
As a result, she couldn't escape and was caught by Jiang Cuo, who turned into β in her dream. Then Jiang Cuo looked fierce and said that he would make her his wife. Then the scene changed to their wedding night. β Jiang Cuo was taking a bath, and she could only hear the splashing water. Her head was covered with a red veil, and she was dizzy and nervously sitting on the wedding bed.
My mind is filled with thoughts like, "Is there reproductive isolation involved?"
Will this work?
Help!
That was it.
Su Qianqian rubbed her head, feeling that this was really terrifying.
Then, belatedly, I realized that I felt heavy on my body, as if something was pressing down on me.
Su Qianqian looked down at her body and found a long, slender, white hand on her chest.
Following the owner of that hand, she saw a slender, white wrist, smooth, long hair, and... a face that made her want to save her life.
Jiang Cuo actually appeared in her bed!
He held her tightly, resting his head on her shoulder.
Su Qianqian's head felt like it was about to explode.
This is a virtual system world.
Could it be that last night wasn't a dream?
Is Jiang Cuo's true form in the system world really β?!
Su Qianqian covered her mouth tightly, afraid that she would wake Jiang Cuo.
Jiang Cuo frowned unhappily, as if his sleep had been disturbed. He clenched his uneasy hand, as if he was not satisfied with the size of his palm. Although his eyes were closed, his displeasure turned into disgust.
Su Qianqian felt her blood rush to her head; she felt humiliated.
Although she was just a cannon fodder female supporting character in this system world, she couldn't be mocked or insulted like this.
What's wrong with female villains? Does being a female villain justify this?
Jiang Cuo slowly opened his eyes, as if the biological clock of a top student had been turned on.
Seeing that Su Qianqian had woken up, Jiang Cuo silently withdrew his hand, his expression completely natural. Bai Dao's bloodless face, paired with her messy yet smooth long hair, was breathtakingly beautiful. Her phoenix eyes still held a hint of haziness and bewilderment, and her high, straight nose even had a trace of red on the tip. Despite Bai Dao's bloodless face, her lips were extremely red, making her look like a bewitching enchantress who had just gotten out of the emperor's bed.
Moreover, he seemed to offer no explanation for why he could roll over to Su Qianqian's side on such a large bed, hug her tightly, and even move his hands and feet around so roughly.
"How are you feeling now? Is there anything that's bothering you?"
Su Qianqian's pupils dilated in shock. Why did this question sound so hindsight?
Jiang Cuo looked at him with disgust. "Honestly, so much of it leaked out, it's all sticky."
Su Qianqian: "??!"
A note from the author:
Jiang Cuo: I'm so tired, my hands are sore.
Su Qianqian: Who am I? Where am I? I'm not clean anymore, waaaaah!
Su Lian: Jiang Cuo? Jiang Jiu, you mean Jiang Cu?
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