"Alright, wherever Miss wants to go, we'll go,"
Qing Muye, standing not far away, raised an eyebrow at Meng Jingwei and gave a mischievous smile.
This expression was naturally conveyed while hidden from He Xiaomingjin.
He Xiaomingjin harbored resentment, but due to the elder's authority, he had no choice but to comply, "Let's go, quickly."
He Xiaomingjin said grumpily.
"Wait for me, I'll get my pen and notebook."
Meng Jingwei turned back into the room to get her pen, notebook, and textbooks for class. She walked out of the room and joined the two towards the study.
The study was located on the west side of the second floor. Inside the spacious study, several rows of bookshelves were filled with various books.
There were books from hidden clans, Country C, China, and other countries, covering all kinds of genres.
The diverse collection of books rivaled a small library.
Five-sixths of the study's space was dedicated to books, and the remaining one-sixth was a leisure area, equipped with a desk and sofa, with complete facilities.
Because the lofts were connected as a double loft, the space was exceptionally wide.
"There's only one desk, how are we supposed to study?"
Meng Jingwei mumbled, turned around, and walked out. Standing in the hallway, she called out to the elder on the first floor, "Elder, I'll be studying with Tie Zhu. Can someone bring up another desk?"
The elder, who was talking with He Xiaolanya, heard Meng Jingwei and nodded, "Alright, you two start studying first, I'll have someone send it up shortly."
"Thanks."
She said thank you and turned back into the study.
With only one desk, Meng Jingwei gestured to Qing Muye, "Let's move the laptop aside for now. Mingjin, you take the executive chair, and the two of us can move a rattan chair to sit over here?"
"Okay, I'll do as you say."
Qing Muye nodded slightly and stepped forward to help her move the computer.
Before long, everything was tidied up. The two sat side-by-side at one end of the desk, while He Xiaomingjin, holding his books, sat in the executive chair opposite them. Adopting a teacher's demeanor, he said very seriously, "Yesterday we learned the pronunciation of the twenty-six letters. Today, we'll start learning some simple words and conversations."
He held a ruler and lightly tapped it on the desk, casting a cold glance at the two, "Open to page ten."
"Oh."
Meng Jingwei responded and flipped to page ten. Qing Muye also obediently cooperated.
Sunlight streamed in through the window, casting white rays upon the two. Their clear voices reading the words could be heard, as if they had momentarily returned to their student days.
After teaching for a long time, He Xiaomingjin felt his throat dry. He put down his book, "You two familiarize yourselves with the words quickly, I'm going to get some water."
"Okay, Teacher."
During class, Meng Jingwei always addressed He Xiaomingjin as "Teacher," but after class, she would call him by his name directly.
This clearly distinguished between work and study.
He stood up and walked out of the study, closing the door.
Having learned new words, Meng Jingwei was still struggling to memorize them when Qing Muye suddenly closed her book, "So serious? No wonder you were a top student in school."
Meng Jingwei furrowed her brows. Tilting her head to look at Qing Muye, she noticed his right elbow resting on the table, supporting his head. Though his disguised face was plain, that ordinariness couldn't suppress his innate nobility, always giving him an air of refined elegance.
"Hey, we're studying now, study properly. Otherwise, I won't understand the hidden language later, and it will be very troublesome."
She thought to herself, he was supposed to be studying, what was he trying to do?
As soon as she finished speaking, the man placed his left arm on her shoulder, pulled her into his embrace, and then, with his right hand, cupped her cheek and kissed her lips.