"Are you preparing to escape and go abroad?" someone asked tentatively.
Gu Lian took a big mouthful of porridge and snorted, "Run? Why should I run? I didn't make any mistakes."
"Yes!" Lu Zechen snapped his fingers, "You are right again. Don't run away. The Imperial Capital is so good, you should stay in the Imperial Capital."
Gu Lian rolled her eyes at him, pulled the food box over and took a piece of fried food.
Lu Zechen saw her moving her index finger and deliberately got close to her, tapping her finger on the writing.
"Italian is quite difficult. How are you doing with it?"
Gu Lian glanced at him and said, "...just starting."
Lu Zechen heard the lack of confidence in her tone and knew that she was not very good at studying.
He thought of the things Song Xiang told him about her. She met Song Xiang when she went to the library of Tianjin University. At that time, she had already graduated from junior college.
If there wasn't that weird family, her learning ability would definitely not be worse than Song Xiang's.
"I'll teach you, do you want me to?"
Gu Lian looked up at him, a little doubtful, "Do you know Italian?"
She knew that he knew German, English and French, but did not remember that he knew Italian.
Lu Zechen clicked his tongue, took away the food box, spread out the book, picked a short passage, and opened his mouth to read.
Gu Lian held the bowl and slowed down his chewing movements.
His tone of voice is very slow, and combined with the shortness of the language itself, the overall pronunciation is very comfortable. The voice is deliberately deep, but just right.
Gu Lian had just started reading, and could not immediately translate which passage he was reading, but he felt that this passage was very affectionate, and when it came out of his thin lips, there was a sense of warmth and uneasiness that could not be ignored.
She was a little distracted, feeling as if the voice was right next to her ear, and she could even detect a little warm breath.
Tsk.
When he came to his senses, he turned around.
!
Their eyes met, and the tips of their noses brushed against each other.
Her eyes widened and she took a breath.
When did he move closer to her face? No wonder it felt like his voice was in her ear, bah, it sounded like a ghost, it was just like that!
Lu Zechen looked down, stared at her lips, and smiled bewitchingly, "How is it? I didn't lie to you."
Gu Lian swallowed and stepped back, "What are you doing so close? It smells like vinegar!"
Lu Zechen: "..."
He stepped back a little unwillingly, then raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "Would you like to learn from me? It's free, the training is guaranteed, and it's valid for life."
"It doesn't take a lifetime. I don't want to study for a lifetime."
"That's okay. After you finish learning Italian, I can teach you other things."
He pulled his chair closer.
Gu Lian moved back a little.
He pulled closer.
Gu Lian frowned and moved back a little, but was blocked by Nian Nian's cradle.
Every year I kick my legs, "Ha!"
"Stop moving, you've hit the little one's cradle." Lu Zechen said.
Gu Lian rolled her eyes at him, leaned back to the table, and continued eating the rest of the porridge.
Seeing this, Lu Zechen continued to grind on her, "How about it? Use me, it's not a loss, I can also be your English sparring partner."
Gu Lian put down the bowl and glanced at him, "I'm not very good at it."
"I don't dislike you."
"Mr. Lu's time is precious."
"I'm happy to waste it on you."
Gu Lian: "..."
The man put one hand on the back of her chair and winked at her, "Try it, if it doesn't work, I'll make it up to you."
Gu Lian's mouth twitched, "That's not necessary."
Lu Zechen saw her expression slackened, so he put away her bowl, pushed a bunch of things away, then stood up and rummaged through the small bookshelf on the wall, and got the most basic grammar book.