Chapter 58 What the Hell Are You Trying to Do, You Annoying Soymilk Maker!

"Don't worry, I didn't suffer a loss, and I even won a small amount of money!" The teenager rubbed his head wearily, and now her whole mind is still full of terrible equations, which may be the nightmare tonight.

As for the whereabouts of the money, the boy didn't want to mention it at all.

Because after this afternoon's ravages of the equation, the boy who was full of confidence suddenly didn't know if he could get that one hundred million back!

"It's good if you don't suffer! By the way, last time you said that you wanted to find a tutor for tutoring, I have already inquired for you..."

That's right, the last time I studied mathematics with Ling Fei for an evening, the boy realized that he could not rely solely on his classmates for tutoring, so he asked Peng Jiao about asking for a tutor.

just now...

"No need. I've already hired a tutor, so I'll use the little money I won today!"

As for that small amount of money is 100 million, and the tutor hired is a matter of the underworld, the young man doesn't want to talk about it, so please ask!

"Already invited?" Peng Jiao still wanted to ask something, but when she looked up, she saw that the young man seemed very tired, so she said, "Go and have a rest. I'll call you again when dinner is served!"

The boy nodded in agreement, turned around and entered the bedroom.

But in the end, she didn't come out of the bedroom until Peng Jiao went to call the boy after dinner.

You asked why Peng Jiao didn't just go into the room and call the boy up?

Didn't the boy lock the bedroom door after entering the house?

After half a day of formula devastation, the boy was exhausted.

As soon as my head stuck to the pillow, I fell into a drowsy sleep.

At night, she also dreamed that a lot of equations turned into ferocious demons, trying to fork her into hell and make her beyond redemption...

It was a phone ringing that woke the boy up from his nightmare.

When he woke up, the boy's chest was still heaving, and beads of sweat were all over his forehead.

He took out his phone and saw that it was a call from Mingyu.

Without even thinking about it, the boy connected the phone.

"Is there anything else?" After pressing the answer button, the boy narrowed his eyes again. The voice that came out of her red lips was a bit hoarse, and seemed to be bewitched by the night.

"I called you several times, why didn't you answer it until now?" The person on the phone was very impatient, and his tone was not that good. Letting her go back alone, he felt a little worried and called her to make sure she had arrived home.

But the strange thing is that no one answered the phone after several calls, the more Ming Yu thought about it, the more something was wrong.

During this period, he had countless phone calls and text messages. But there was no movement from the boy.

At this time, Gu Zhai's address, Mingyu, had already been sent to the mobile phone. The car keys are already in his hand. That's right, he planned to go to Gu's house in person to see if she got home safely.

Before leaving, he made one last phone call to confirm. Unexpectedly, this time it was connected.

But after realizing that something was wrong with her voice, she asked, "What are you doing?"

"Sleep. Is there anything else?" The boy's voice was a bit dazed.

Underworld: "..."

When he was worried about her safety, she was sleeping at home?

The moment the anger surged, Mingyu hung up the phone in a hurry.

The boy waited for a long time, but there was no sound from the other side of the phone. When I squinted and looked at the mobile phone screen in a daze, I realized that the phone had been hung up...

"Woke me up and hung up on me? What the hell are you trying to do, you annoying soya-bean milk maker!"

After complaining a bit, the boy threw the phone on the bed again, turned over and continued to sleep...