Fast Transmigration Big Brother Wants Candy

Chapter 355 My National Teacher is Delicate and Soft (39)

He stretched out a hand and patted the place beside him, "Luo Luo, come and sleep."

Qiao Luo looked at his enthusiastic look, which was in stark contrast to his previous awkward and shy personality.

She felt inexplicably uncomfortable, oh, and lay stiffly next to him.

She just dared to talk about it. When she encountered such enthusiasm, she was really afraid that she would be eaten by him if she was not careful.

As soon as he lay down, there were a pair of white and firm hands on his waist.

Chu Chu hugged her, squinted her eyes and smiled contentedly, dimples were faintly visible at the corners of her mouth, "Luo Luo, go to sleep, I will accompany you."

"Ah."

She thought she would not be able to fall asleep, but smelling the vague fragrance around the tip of her nose, she fell asleep unconsciously.

For some reason, there is a very unique fragrance on Chuchu's body. I can't tell what it is, but it smells very good.

When the girl fell asleep, Chu Chu slowly opened his eyes, looking at the delicate face close at hand, his eyes gradually turned dark red, he approached her lightly, rubbed her face with his face, feeling Facing the feeling on his face, he couldn't help but bend his eyes.

But there was a touch of inexplicable nostalgia and sadness in his eyes.

A night without dreams.
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When Qiao Luo got up, it was already daylight.

She stretched comfortably, feeling that she slept very well last night.

Chu Chu had already disappeared, touched the quilt next to him, it was cold, it seemed that he had left very early.

The weather has started to turn cold recently, so she changed into thicker clothes, finished washing, got up and opened the door.

Guaiguai was sweeping the fallen leaves under the maple tree not far away. When she saw her open the door, she put down the broom and walked over. She smiled at her friendlyly, "Does Miss Qiao need breakfast?"

"Yeah." She nodded, "It's troublesome."

She didn't eat dinner last night, and now she is so hungry that she has no strength.

"Wait a minute." Obediently nodded, turned and walked towards the kitchen.

At this time, in the room of Master Guoshi.

Qiao Weichu was leaning on the bed, her brows were tightly furrowed, her lips were bloodless, her face was translucently white, and the silk handkerchief in her hand was already stained with blood.

Standing beside him was a young man in Tsing Yi, holding a bulky medicine box in his hand.

At this time, he was tinkering with the bottles of strangely shaped medicines.

Shen Zhijun rolled his eyes at his weak look as if he was going to die in the next second, his hands didn't stop moving, and his tone seemed to hate iron for being weak,
"Didn't they all say to pay attention to your health? What's the matter with you, your condition has inexplicably worsened."

Qiao Weichu pursed his lips tightly, with a hint of annoyance hidden between his brows and eyes, his voice was a little hoarse and weak, "This is beyond my control."

He can't even control his body.

Not to mention anything else.

He was really... already tired of this sick body.

Shen Zhijun opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.

In the end, they all turned into a sigh, "Actually, you don't have to be so pessimistic. As long as you take good care of your body, you can live for at least a few years."

"You don't understand." Qiao Weichu tilted his head slightly, looking at the quiet courtyard outside the window, with more worry in his brows and eyes.

He never thought about taking good care of his illness, but since he embarked on this path, he has lost his choice.

No one knows the pain of being a national teacher.

They just envy the national teacher who knows divination, can predict people's fate, and is the first to know about natural disasters and state affairs.

　Notice:
　　The author's manuscripts are about to run out. Since I have to go to class in the past few days, I will try my best to update it if it can be updated.If it doesn't work, you will owe it first, and you must make up for the National Day.

　　
　
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