At 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 isn’t 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 don’t want to teach. I’m 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, I’m going to get angry," An Yuying said as she swayed and spoke with a smile.
From this, it was clear that An Yuying wasn’t really angry.
Tang Guihua, seeing Luo Yang and An Yuying being so close and intimate, was already brimming with jealousy.
"Niu Zai, I’ll teach you spoken language. Open your mouth now," Tang Guihua climbed over and said.
Among the five beauties in the room, Tang Guihua’s 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 Guihua’s hand.
"Sister Guihua, I won’t 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.
Luo Yang chuckled, his tone laden with endless reverie.
"I still don’t feel like teaching you, wait till I’m in the mood to teach..."
An Yuying’s jealousy seemed to have lessened quite a bit. Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on n0velfire.net
This was a good thing.
Seizing the moment, Luo Yang smiled and said, "Sister An, teach me spoken language."
An Yuying coquettishly responded, "I don’t want to teach, and if I do, it won’t 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 don’t want to learn. You must learn even if you don’t 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 Yang’s mouth.
"Sister Guihua, I won’t learn," Luo Yang dodged.
Tang Guihua, waving her little pink fists, hit Luo Yang’s 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, I’ll 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 can’t wait. I also want to be Sister Xiao Yun’s 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 wouldn’t talk much, only become more physically aggressive.
She then once again started pinching Luo Yang’s 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 Guihua’s pinching.
Seeing Luo Yang and Tang Guihua flirtatiously exchanging glances, An Yuying felt jealous again.
"I’m going to get angry," An Yuying said cutely.
"Sister An, don’t be angry. Quicly teach me spoken language," Luo Yang said.
One not willing to teach, while the other eager to teach.
"Niu Zai, I’m teaching you, open your mouth!" Tang Guihua insisted on stuffing the clean sock into Luo Yang’s mouth.