My Empress is My Bad Girl

Although she hadn't told Zhao Yuanjing, she felt that Zhao Yuanjing knew it too.

Because she became more and more familiar with Zhao Yuanjing's occasional closeness, and no longer resisted like a conditioned reflex.

Zhao Yuanjing is an extremely smart person, how could he have imagined that.

But they all tacitly did not mention this matter.

It's just that the familiarity that has been cultivated over the years seems too intimate in the eyes of others.

Even Liu Feifei could see it at a glance, let alone Yun Chutong, an old Jianghu with such vicious eyes?

Although the food was delicious, after a meal, his expression was always a little dignified.

After the meal, Yun Dai took the initiative to talk to him, and Yun Chutong changed into casual clothes and went out to find friends for tea.

From beginning to end, he never asked why Liu Feifei lived at home.

It was Yun Dai who took the initiative to explain: "Feifei asked me for tutoring, and will stay at our house tonight and tomorrow night."

"Huh?" Yun Chutong reacted, "You won't go back to school tomorrow?"

"Go back the next morning."

"Okay, go to bed early at night."

"You also come back early, don't go drinking with Hu Peng Gou friends!"

"Stinky girl, how do you talk, do you think your father is a twenty-year-old hairy boy?" Yun Chu laughed and scolded out.

Liu Feifei had no energy, and was worried and scared, so she took a shower and went to bed early.

Yun Dai and Zhao Yuanjing stayed in the living room, one was doing homework, the other was checking information on the notebook, each doing their own thing, only the soft music spun around the room.

Occasionally, Yun Dai frowned at a math problem, and Zhao Yuanjing caught a glimpse of it and said, "If you don't know, just ask me, I'll teach you."

"Please? Don't even think about it! With just a few questions, I don't believe it's going to kill me?"

Yun Dai is very strong.

After a while, Zhao Yuanjing looked at her quietly and found that she was holding the phone to check the answer...

Zhao Yuanjing secretly laughed in his heart.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the math teacher: "Teacher, your question is too simple, and the next homework can be appropriately increased in difficulty."

The math teacher replied, "Got it."

Yun Dai didn't even know it, just to tease her, Zhao Yuanjing made her future math homework lively improved by more than one level.

When Yun Dai 吧吧哧 wrote all the homework, and looked back at Zhao Yuanjing with a sense of accomplishment, only to find that he was playing a game.

The game page was weird, something she had never seen before.

"What is this?" she asked curiously.

"An internal sci-fi game, with real-name authentication, mostly played by people who study physics."

"How did you know about this game?"

"Introduced by Mr. Ji." Zhao Yuanjing's hands jumped quickly on the keyboard, but his tone was calm, "The simulation is a war between galaxies in the universe."

Yun Dai heard a chill on her back: "I don't want to play this kind of game."

Zhao Yuanjing smiled and looked strange.

"What are you laughing at?" Yun Dai asked.

"To enter the game, you need to complete a test paper, and you will be allowed to enter the registration with more than 90 points."

"What test?"

"I'll show you." Zhao Yuanjing picked up the phone, pressed it a few times, and put it in front of her.

When Yun Dai saw it, it was all about astrophysics. She knew every word, and when they were linked together, she didn't know what it meant.

She asked, "How many points did you get?"

"Full score."

"..."

Yun Dai once again confirmed the huge IQ difference between herself and Zhao Yuanjing.