It turns out that the school god has a crush on me

Chapter 118 Teacher Bian Isn't Surnamed Xie

夜晚
Xia Zhizhi came out of the supermarket with a bag in her hand, her footsteps were a little suspended.

After entering the gate, he held the bag on his stomach and squatted in the corridor next to him, enduring the pain.

Bian Yixiu came in from the outside with his mobile phone, and just pressed the elevator button, he caught a glimpse of a figure in the corridor.

"Xia Zhizhi?"

He walked over and squatted down to check, "What's wrong?"

Hearing the voice, Xia Zhizhi raised her head to look at him, and after a while she realized that her face was pale.

Xia Zhizhi shook her head, gritted her teeth and supported the wall to stand up, "...teacher."

Bian Yixiu was stunned, and quickly took off his suit and covered her behind.

Seeing his movements, Xia Zhizhi suddenly realized something, pulled the suit jacket in embarrassment, and was at a loss for fear of getting it dirty...

Bian Yixiu supported her, and asked in a low voice, "Can I still go?"

Xia Zhizhi bit her lip and nodded, the night wind was chilly, and her forehead was so painful that cold sweat broke out.

Bian Yixiu frowned slightly, grabbed the suit jacket and picked her up by the waist. The little girl was young, light and thin.

Xia Zhizhi was startled, clutching the bag tightly, her little face was white and red...

"Thank you, teacher."

"My surname is not Xie." Bian Yixiu was talking to her, trying to divert her attention.

The number of floors jumped, Bian Yixiu walked out of the elevator with Xia Zhizhi in his arms, "Where's the key?"

Xia Zhizhi: "It's in the coat pocket."

Bian Yixiu had no choice but to put her down, took out a small bunch of keys from his jacket pocket, and opened the door.

Xia Zhizhi slipped into the house from beside him with the bag in hand, grabbed his suit and trotted into the toilet.

Bian Yixiu sighed and shook his head, she is really a little girl, but no one is taking care of her.

When Xia Zhizhi came out of the toilet, she had already changed into a new pair of pants, holding Bian Yixiu's suit in her hand...

What to do, dirty.

I saw Bian Yixiu busy in the kitchen, "Teacher, I will return the clothes to you after washing..."

Bian Yixiu didn't care much, and turned around to ask her, "Do you eat noodles? I can only cook noodles too."

Xia Zhizhi was stunned, then nodded, just about to go in to help, Bian Yixiu said, "If you have a stomachache, go lie down and call you later."

Bian Yixiu couldn't bear to see that she was obviously already pale from the pain, and she was still pretending to be strong.

Such a distressed little girl, why aren't her parents around to take care of her?

Bian Yixiu's cooking skills are indeed not good. In fact, this is his second time cooking.

As for his first cooking, Song Qihua said with tears that he didn't want to mention it.

After nearly half an hour, Bian Yixiu knocked on Xia Zhizhi's door with a bowl in his hand.

Xia Zhizhi half leaned on the soft bed, with pillows on his back, reading a book.

"Drink some brown sugar water first." Bian Yixiu said.

Xia Zhizhi was stunned, brown sugar water?

"Why drink brown sugar water?"

Just like Xia Zhizhi wondered why she had to drink brown sugar water, Bian Yixiu didn't expect her to ask such a question, and explained, "I just checked on the Internet, and my stomachache will be better if I drink some brown sugar water."

Xia Zhizhi had never heard of it before, it turned out that drinking brown sugar would relieve pain.

She raised her hand to take the bowl in Bian Yixiu's hand, her hand was warm, she drank in small sips, her little face seemed to be buried in the bowl.

In fact, the first day she came to her aunt every month would be very painful. Most of the time, she would lie in bed with a quilt and hold a hot water bottle, feeling sore and hot and sweating all over her body.

Sometimes I feel nauseous when I eat...

Sometimes the pain is unbearable, and I will eat ibuprofen prescribed by the doctor.

But this is the first time...someone has checked the Internet and boiled this brown sugar water for himself.

Xia Zhizhi's heart was both sour and warm.

After drinking a bowl of hot brown sugar water, even if the pain is not relieved, the whole person falls into a comfortable warmth.

And this kind of warmth comes from the people in front of me...

　On May [-]rd, I loved Song Yi and Song Qihua so much
　　Now, I love Bian Yixiu again (#／.＼#)
　　Anyway, they are all men I can't get, harm.

　　(Yes, thank you Yongai Dabai for Bing Kuo Le ~ I love you (/ω＼))

　　
　
(End of this chapter)