Chapter 450: He Seeks Advice from the Beauty
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Chapter 450: Chapter 450: He Seeks Advice from the BeautyAt that time, Luo Yang had just climbed behind An Yuying and, hearing her words, knew she was full of jealousy.
In such situations, if he did not coax her immediately, he would have to spend even more time consoling her later.
Thus, Luo Yang sat down, ready to charm her with his eloquent talk.
Otherwise, if the beauty gets angry and isnât placated, things might escalate into a big fuss, which would be annoying.
It was best to handle it well while it was still a spark.
An Yuying was quite easy to appease, a few sweet nothings should do the trick.
"Sister An, teach me, please. I want to learn English, it should be fast. Teach me now," Luo Yang said with a smile.
"I donât want to teach. Iâm not in the mood now, no teaching, go learn from someone else," An Yuying said wistfully.
Hearing her words, he knew her jealousy was still strong.
"Sister An, teach me, please."
"No, stop it, Iâm going to get angry," An Yuying said as she swayed and spoke with a smile.
From this, it was clear that An Yuying wasnât really angry.
Tang Guihua, seeing Luo Yang and An Yuying being so close and intimate, was already brimming with jealousy.
"Niu Zai, Iâll teach you spoken language. Open your mouth now," Tang Guihua climbed over and said.
Among the five beauties in the room, Tang Guihuaâs English skills were the worst.
"Sister Guihua, you know English?" Luo Yang said with a laugh.
"Mocking me for not knowing English? hello, Niu Zai, did you hear that? Open your mouth," Tang Guihua said as she had climbed next to Luo Yang.
Luo Yang, sharp-eyed, spotted a pink, clean sock in Tang Guihuaâs hand.
"Sister Guihua, I wonât learn English from you, I want to learn spoken language from Sister An," Luo Yang declined politely with a smile.
If he opened his mouth, he feared a sock might be stuffed into it.
"Sister An."
Luo Yang chuckled, his tone laden with endless reverie.
"I still donât feel like teaching you, wait till Iâm in the mood to teach..."
An Yuyingâs jealousy seemed to have lessened quite a bit.
This was a good thing.
Seizing the moment, Luo Yang smiled and said, "Sister An, teach me spoken language."
An Yuying coquettishly responded, "I donât want to teach, and if I do, it wonât be now."
Seeing that Luo Yang was ignoring her, Tang Guihua started hitting him with her little pink fists.
"I want to teach you spoken language for free, and you donât want to learn. You must learn even if you donât want to!" Tang Guihua pouted her red lips and said.
"Sister Guihua, you are so barbaric," Luo Yang said with a laugh.
"Open your mouth," Tang Guihua commanded, holding the sock in her right hand, evidently intending to stuff it into Luo Yangâs mouth.
"Sister Guihua, I wonât learn," Luo Yang dodged.
Tang Guihua, waving her little pink fists, hit Luo Yangâs shoulders while he backed away.
Seeing the three playfully fighting, Shuang Qiao and Shi Yun both pursed their lips and smiled.
"Big Sister Qiao, Little Sister Qiao, teach me spoken language. Once you teach me, Iâll teach Sister Xiao Yun right away," Luo Yang laughed. "Sister Xiao Yun, come over here."
Shi Yun waved her hand and sat there unmoving.
"Niu Zai, if you want to learn, you need to be serious, starting from tomorrow," An Yuying said sweetly.
"Sister An, teach me now, I canât wait. I also want to be Sister Xiao Yunâs teacher," Luo Yang urged.
Tang Guihua, seeing Luo Yang and An Yuying getting even closer, felt a surge of jealousy.
Usually, after becoming jealous, she wouldnât talk much, only become more physically aggressive.
She then once again started pinching Luo Yangâs ribs.
Waves of pain quickly reached his central nervous system, and Luo Yang had to secretly channel his inner strength to his ribs to guard against Tang Guihuaâs pinching.
Seeing Luo Yang and Tang Guihua flirtatiously exchanging glances, An Yuying felt jealous again.
"Iâm going to get angry," An Yuying said cutely.
"Sister An, donât be angry. Quicly teach me spoken language," Luo Yang said.
One not willing to teach, while the other eager to teach.
"Niu Zai, Iâm teaching you, open your mouth!" Tang Guihua insisted on stuffing the clean sock into Luo Yangâs mouth.