She wouldn't show up in front of him. She would treat it as her way of repaying him for tutoring her.
"Good boy." Zhang Jingyu nodded in satisfaction.
After speaking, he even placed his hand on Gu nianjia's head and gently rubbed it.
His large palm was warm and soft. The moment his fingers touched Gu nianjia's scalp, she could feel a warm sensation spreading through her heart.
Her heart suddenly felt so warm, and she could not resist the feeling. She shrunk her neck and looked up at Zhang Jingyu.
Looking at his long and narrow eyes under the glasses, he looked very much like those Black-bellied teachers in some country's comics.
She pouted and muttered in her heart.
Why did it feel like she was a three-year-old?
"Are you ready for lunch?" Zhang Jingyu's voice rang out from above her.
"Yeah, I was just thinking about what to eat." Gu nianjia nodded.
