"Then lend me your English book. I didn't bring mine back."
Alison became stunned, and then her eyes lit up. "Well, I'll bring it to you."
"Okay.”
Luis threw his phone onto the bed, stood up and walked to the desk.
Alison quickly walked back with her English book and put it on his desk. "Here you are."
"Thank you. Can you solve the math problems in the midterm exam?"
Luis flipped through the English book and asked her casually.
Alison flushed with embarrassment all of a sudden. "I don’t know how to solve the last two problems."
He turned his head to look at her. "Well, it’s normal. You're not the only one who doesn't know how to solve them."
Turning to the poem that they had learned recently, Luis glanced at it and asked, "Can you recite the poem smoothly?"
"No, I can’t."
Alison didn't know what Luis wanted to do, as his every question was weird. Standing there, Alison felt nervous, as if she had been a primary student detained by a teacher.
"Have a try."
Looking at Alison, Luis found that she blushed easily. Since her skin was light, she looked like a red apple.
He found it interesting and wanted to tease her.
Alison wriggled her feet tensely. When she heard Luis's words, she was shocked and shook. Looking at Luis with embarrassment, she said, "I forgot the first line."
Because of embarrassment, her voice was low and light.
Luis raised his eyebrows and told her the first line.
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