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

Chapter 452 Bian x Xia Cooking Together

Xia Zhizhi's face turned red, it was the first time someone gave her clothes to wear.

At the sports meeting, she saw Si An giving Qiqi a coat
Suddenly, something happened to her, she couldn't take it easy, she just felt that she couldn't breathe, and she was dizzy, and she didn't feel cold at all.

After fastening his coat, Bian Yixiu got up and smiled, "That's all right, let's go."

He thought to himself that it would be troublesome to carry the coat in his hands, but now he was much more relaxed, not knowing how much a small move he made caused Xia Zhizhi's heart.

Go into the supermarket, because the evening is approaching night, there are a lot of people at this moment.

In fact, Bian Yixiu seldom went to the supermarket. He was caught by Song Qihua several times to buy snacks in the supermarket. This was really the first time he went to the vegetable and meat side.

Xia Zhizhi has to come to the supermarket every week to buy vegetables, so she seems to know exactly what is available.

Bian Yixiu couldn't help sighing in his heart, obviously he has lived here longer than her, but now she is more familiar with shopping than himself.

He always felt that compared to himself, Xia Zhizhi's independent life was more like an adult.

"Teacher, do you want to eat this dish?" Xia Zhizhi shook a handful of vegetables in front of Bian Yixiu.

Is Teacher Bian in a daze?

Thinking about?
Is there no topic to walk with me, I am really boring
Bian Yixiu smiled, "It's fine, I'm not picky about food."

In the end, the two bought a box of pork ribs, vegetables, and a crucian carp. They were going to make meat and vegetables, and add a fish soup.

Bian Yixiu asked curiously, "Can you cook anything?"

Is it the kind that, looking at the recipe, you can easily come up with no matter how difficult the dish is?

His curiosity is indeed overthinking, Xia Zhizhi replied with a smile, "No, I have been cooking and eating by myself since I was a child. Some dishes are cooked a lot, and I can cook them, and some dishes are not cooked, so I don't .”

While repairing and listening, she really lived like this since she was a child?

Looking at the thin little girl in front of me, thinking that she is usually alone, without family members telling her to add clothes in cold weather, I can't help feeling a little distressed.

"I'm so hungry, let's go, I'll help wash the vegetables, hurry up."

He deliberately changed the subject.

Xia Zhizhi didn't notice any changes in him either.

Because Bian Yixiu doesn't usually cook, and he doesn't have all the kitchen utensils, he went to the next door to help wash the vegetables just now.

Although cooking is not good, but such a simple thing as washing a dish is completely fine.

Seeing that the fish was still alive and kicking on the board, Bian Yixiu looked at Xia Zhizhi, a delicate and weak girl, would she be afraid?
He opened his mouth and wanted to say, handle the fish by himself.

"I"

But before the words were spoken, Xia Zhizhi raised the knife and scraped off the scales and gills. The fish was still struggling. She died with a killer who had no feelings, without blinking an eye.

After a while, the fish, which had been gutted and could not move at all, was placed on the side for trimming.

Bian Yixiu swallowed, inexplicably feeling the wind blowing around him.
Looking at the staring fish, Bian Yixiu's mood was complicated.

This...is really a little girl younger than herself?

When the meat, vegetables, and soup were placed on the dining table, with all the colors, flavors, and flavors, Bian Yixiu's stomach was already rumbling.

Xia Zhizhi took the bowls and chopsticks and set them up, when Bian Yixiu's phone rang, it was Song Qihua.

"Hey?"

Right now, Song Qihua is near the neighborhood here in Bian Yixiu. He just ran out of the house, feeling depressed, leaning against the car, tugging at his collar, "Come out and drink with me."

Bian Yixiu glanced back at Xia Zhizhi, she had already set the table and chopsticks, "No, I'm eating here."

As soon as he heard it, he knew that Song Qihua had encountered some troubles, but brothers or something, how could dinner be so important?
Song Qihua frowned, "Come out to eat, I invite you."

That being said, he had to go out.

Bian Yixiu was helpless, "Then you drink first, send me an address, and I'll bring it home after eating, okay?"

"Row."

After hanging up the phone, Xia Zhizhi had already served the meal.

Bian Yixiu's interpersonal circle is really simple, and Xia Zhizhi can guess that it must be the teacher Song Qihua.

Are you going to drink?

It was originally agreed that Xia Zhizhi was cooking and washing the dishes at the same time. After eating, when he was about to enter the kitchen with the bowl, Xia Zhizhi stopped him.

"Mr. Bian, if you have something to do, go first, I'll do the dishes." Xia Zhizhi smiled.

While repairing and listening, what a considerate girl.

When I got to the address sent by Song Qihua, I saw Song Qihua was alone in the box, had already drunk several bottles of wine, and was very drunk.

There is a smell of wine, but fortunately it is a good wine, with a fragrant taste.

He raised his hand to take down the wine bottle and frowned, "What's the matter, you were beaten up?"

Song Qihua: ".Do you want to die?"

After drinking for three rounds, Song Qihua explained everything, and Bian Yixiu was quite frightened.

He has an impression of the Ye Zhenzhen that his friends said, but that girl seems to be quite quiet and introverted. I didn't expect her to be so courageous!
Song Qihua was very troubled, lying on the sofa, his cheeks were slightly flushed, and his eyes were blurred.
Bian Yixiu sighed, "You just came here to help substitute for the class, and you have to go back to school when the time is up, if you really like that child"

"She's only 17 years old." Song Qihua muttered to himself.

Bian Yixiu choked, yes, that girl is only 17 years old, and Song Qihua is already 25, eight years behind.

Eight is not only a number, it represents countless days and nights.

Song Qihua suddenly turned his head to look at Bian Yixiu, "If you were me, what would you do?"

He wants answers and advice from his friends.

He was really messed up and couldn't figure out anything.

Bian Yixiu thought for a while, then shook his head, "I am not you, this assumption is not valid."

"You don't have a teacher in school. I have always kept a clear line between public and private, but there will be no students like Ye Zhenzhen."

Bian Yixiu's tone was decisive.

Song Qihua glanced at him suspiciously, and suddenly asked, "Why do you eat at home lately?"

In the past, didn't you always find yourself to eat with?
very suspicious.

Bian Yixiu: "."

Song Qihua stared at Bian Yixiu inquiringly, and the latter shrank back, "I've recently started to learn how to cook, after all, it's not good to always eat takeaway and go out to eat."

He said blushing heartily.

"In my opinion, you should make it clear to that child, otherwise it won't be a problem if you drag it on like this. Puppy love is not good."

Song Qihua nodded thoughtfully, Bian Yixiu's words really made sense.

As a teacher, you should put yourself in the shoes of the students, and you should not have your own selfishness.

When Bian Yixiu saw that he stopped talking and was just drinking in a dull mood, he knew that he had made up his mind.

Song Qihua was too soft-hearted, so he was easily led by other factors.

Unlike yourself, you won't.

(End of this chapter)