The boy's handwriting

Whenever Zi Lingxi was in front of Huang Luoxiu, she would easily act cute.

She couldn't help but want to act coquettishly.

If he felt that advanced mathematics was difficult, he could tell his brother.

She could tell her brother whatever she was thinking.

She acted coy.

Seeing her frown, Huang Luoxiu stroked her hair and consoled her,""Advanced mathematics feels different from the mathematics you learned in high school. You'll slowly be enlightened and understand these concepts."

Zi Lingxi felt that she would be bored and waste her time if her brother just accompanied her to study.

Of course, she wanted her brother to talk to her more.

Zi Lingxi rolled her eyes."Brother, when you were in college, were your grades particularly good? why don't you help me explain this question?"

Zi Lingxi's eyes sparkled as she looked at Huang Luoxiu expectantly.

Huang Luoxiu naturally couldn't bear to make Zi Lingxi unhappy.