The little fairy who is reborn as a school grass boss

Chapter 416 416 This rocket class is not easy. (four in one)

The room was quiet, and Shen Qinghuan clearly felt that Lu Ziheng didn't really want to chat with Lu Zhenting, and it was the same in the hospital last time.

If you don't know the suffering of others, don't persuade them to be kind.

"I'm going to cook." Lu Ziheng turned around and tightly grasped the bag containing the ingredients in his hand.

"No need." Shen Qinghuan responded coldly, "I'm not hungry."

Lu Ziheng shook his body slightly, he knew what the little girl was angry about.

Lu Ziheng didn't speak, just picked up the bag and walked into the kitchen, and quickly made two dishes and one soup.

When he came out of the kitchen carrying the fragrant bowls and chopsticks, Shen Qinghuan immediately turned his head away, afraid that if he stared at Lu Ziheng's handsome face again, his anger would dissipate again.

Lu Ziheng bent his lips and sat at the dining table, deliberately hitting the plate with a spoon.

Shen Qinghuan originally insisted that she was not hungry, but her stomach made embarrassing noises at this moment.

Shen Qinghuan quickly stood up from the sofa, grabbed her schoolbag and wanted to escape from the club.

"Where are you going?" Lu Ziheng stuck the porcelain white spoon at the bottom of the bowl, curled his slender fingers imperceptibly, "Come here, eat!"

"Just eat when you eat." Shen Qinghuan has never seen Lu Ziheng like this before. In the end, she also has a little girl living in her heart, and she was so wronged, "Why are you talking to me so loudly!"

"I admit that my attitude is wrong. I'll reflect on it. I shouldn't have spoken to you so loudly." Lu Ziheng looked at the tears that were about to fall from the girl's pupils, and finally said distressedly: "But if you want to punish I can't use the method of being hungry. Come and eat, okay?"

"Then will you still kill me next time?"

"Not fierce, not fierce." As Lu Ziheng said, he filled a spoon with half a bowl of seaweed soup and handed it to the little girl's lips, "If brother gets aggressive again, Xiao Qinghuan will bite back, okay?"

Shen Qinghuan's delicate face blushed faintly.

Perhaps this was the best time, she expressed her thoughts, and the atmosphere created by Lu Ziheng was blocked. He knew that there was not only a gap between the two of them, but also a knot in his heart that he could not untie.

For a long time, he was sure that Lu Zhenting was the kind of person who betrayed his family. Even if Lu Ziming told him that Lu Zhenting was single for so many years, he didn't think about it deeply.

Mr. Lu also said some time ago that Murong Dan had already received the punishment she deserved. He had instigated-instigated-killed-someone, and the Lu family's gold-medal lawyer was enough for her to "live well" in it.

When Lu Ziheng heard the news, he would only feel Lu Zhenting's cruelty. He was the one who was confused by his lover and wanted to break up with Ye Lanzhi, and now he is the one who sent his lover to prison in order to get back together with Ye Lanzhi.

Shen Qinghuan gently pushed away the spoon that Lu Ziheng handed over, and sighed slightly: "Ah Heng. We still have a long way to go, and my parents are the ones who gave birth to me, so we can avoid it without escaping."

Lu Ziheng put the bowls and chopsticks back on the dining table, but his free hand fell on the top of her hair. Shen Qinghuan couldn't see what was going on in his mind, "Can we eat first?"

Shen Qinghuan was slightly taken aback, and immediately realized that this was Lu Ziheng's usual routine. She seemed to have a fishbone stuck in her throat, and she didn't know what to say.

"After dinner, I'll tell you about the past." Lu Ziheng's eyes were gloomy, and he said to himself, "I'll tell you everything you want to know."

"Shen Qinghuan.

One day, I will learn the songs you like and sing for you. "

Again.

The words that were almost similar to those in the previous life gave Shen Qinghuan an infinite weight, making her chest hard to breathe.

This meal was destined to be a bad one.

Lu Ziheng didn't force it, as long as Shen Qinghuan ate it into his stomach, he wouldn't worry that his little girl would be hungry again.

When Shen Qinghuan was just doing the dishes, he took the initiative to take on the responsibility of washing, and Shen Qinghuan stood behind and waited for him to complete the agreement.

Lu Ziheng put the cleaned dishes and chopsticks on the cabinet, and after emptying the water in his hand, he held Shen Qinghuan's soft little hand calmly: "Which part does Xiao Qinghuan want to start listening to?"

"Why do you hate your dad so much?"

After Shen Qinghuan finished asking, she secretly blamed herself for being too straightforward, she even felt a little guilty, and didn't dare to look into Lu Ziheng's eyes.

Lu Ziheng did not miss Shen Qinghuan's expression. He originally thought that the old things of the past after rebirth should be numb when asked, but the heart was full of holes, and it was still so painful that he pressed his chest uncomfortably. .

"Xiao Qinghuan." After telling Shen Qinghuan about the messy things about Lu Zhenting and Murong Dan, Lu Ziheng held Shen Qinghuan's hand tightly: "When I was young, I always thought that when a person is rich and powerful, his heart will be Will it change?"

"I do not know how to answer you."

There are many similarities in Lu Zhenting's relationship with Shen Haotian's, but the two have taken different paths, which is enough to prove that people treat events differently.

Shen Qinghuan took the initiative to hold Lu Ziheng's other hand: "Although I don't know how to answer your question. But I believe Uncle Lu, he loves Auntie Ye so much, and he must have a hard time talking to Ms. Murong."

"At first, I was also willing to believe him." Lu Ziheng pursed his lips, and his throat was hoarse: "But the appearance of that girl made me willing to accept this cruel reality."

Lu Ziheng's home also has a test sheet that Murong Dan brought earlier, which shows that Lu Zhenting and that girl are actually biological father and daughter.

"Could it be." A strange idea popped up in Shen Qinghuan's mind. They grew up in the best age. According to technology, although it violates morality, it can still achieve Murong Dan's plan.

Shen Qinghuan pondered for a while, thinking that this was his own conjecture after all, it's better not to say it before there is no definite evidence.

Fortunately, Shen Qinghuan's voice was very soft just now, Lu Ziheng was indulging in grief, and did not hear what she was saying.

At this moment, Shen Qinghuan's nose suddenly became a little sore. What made her sad was that her boy had shouldered so many burdens in the past that he should not bear at this age; what made her happy was that he could share all the bad things with her One more person.

Lu Ziheng suddenly felt a coolness on his cheeks, and the little girl kissed herself with red lips lightly, and then said softly, "My boy, Merry Christmas~"

It's past midnight.

Lu Ziheng didn't know that he was such a talkative person, every time he had a good time with Xiao Qing, no matter it was happy topics or unhappy topics, they could chat till very late.

Maybe you can meet such a person in this life who is willing to chat with you from late at night to dawn, then this person is the most important existence in this life.

"Merry Christmas. My little Qinghuan." Lu Ziheng suddenly pulled Shen Qinghuan into his arms. After telling the secret, he felt unprecedented relief. It seemed that he no longer had to suppress things that seemed shameless to outsiders. Even if Shen Qinghuan doesn't have any solution for him now, he is still grateful to her.

Xiao Qinghuan.

Thank you for willing to accompany such a bad me to continue walking.

Thank you for not leaving after seeing my wounds.

It was naturally impossible for Shen Qinghuan to hear what Lu Ziheng said from the bottom of his heart.

They still have class tomorrow, so they couldn't continue to talk too much, Shen Qinghuan was pushed by Lu Ziheng into another room to rest.

But he was sitting on the sofa, remembering that Shen Qinghuan said that getting married in the future would be a matter between two families, and he couldn't help but fell into thinking again.

Early the next morning.

Shen Qinghuan heard Lu Ziheng calling him outside, and after struggling for a long time, he got up obediently.

This time, she no longer missed the benefits of not having evening self-study on Christmas Eve at school.

If you study at night, at least you can get up on time.

Shen Qinghuan got up a little angrily, she kicked the quilt away angrily, and then put on her clothes before allowing the people outside the door to come in.

Lu Ziheng saw that Shen Qinghuan had woken up after entering the door, so he asked her what she wanted for breakfast.

Shen Qinghuan slept late last night, and woke up earlier this morning, shook her head, and said something casually.

Lu Ziheng knew that the little girl was angry about getting up, so he didn't ask any further questions, so he went to the kitchen to cook millet porridge.

After Shen Qinghuan finished washing, she became more awake. Lu Ziheng thought that she hadn't eaten properly since last night, and she couldn't eat something too greasy in the morning, so she served Shen Qinghuan the millet porridge he had just made.

"It's more than an hour before morning reading. There's no rush."

Hearing what Lu Ziheng said, Shen Qinghuan felt that her happiness was gone again. You must know that she could choose not to eat, and she also hoped that she could sleep for a few more hours.

As if knowing what she was thinking, Lu Ziheng bent his thin lips, "You can wait until you get on the bus and then sleep."

I was woken up, so how could I go to bed early again.

Shen Qinghuan finished her breakfast in a dull mood.

Lu Ziming's club is not far from A Zhong, they don't need to follow the office workers to compete for the so-called subway, if it wasn't too late for the chat last night, Shen Qinghuan would definitely be able to take a bath.

Hey.

Thinking of this, Shen Qinghuan sniffed herself vigorously. Could it be that she already stinks?

Shen Qinghuan was so angry when she woke up that she didn't wake up, but she was afraid that Lu Ziheng would smell that she was already smelly.

And this kind of nervousness forced her to grab her schoolbag in a hurry after Lu Ziheng finished packing the dishes: "I think we should go back to school as soon as possible?"

Lu Ziheng didn't know Shen Qinghuan's inner thoughts, anyway, as long as the little girl said it, he would do it one by one.

The early morning bus was full of uncles and aunts. Even if Shen Qinghuan and Lu Ziheng came out earlier, they had no seats to sit on.

Lu Ziheng was afraid that the driver would not be accurate. In case the little girl fell off the brakes when turning, he took advantage of his height to stand behind Shen Qinghuan, and put his hand on the little girl to pull him away. where the tab is attached.

Now, Shen Qinghuan became even more nervous.

Thinking of when she was in school, she took a bath every day to keep it clean.

But last night—

Shen Qinghuan's heart seemed to be in her throat, and she asked Lu Ziheng in a very low voice: "Ah Heng, do you smell anything?"

"You mean the smell of disinfectant?"

Since the epidemic last year, many bus companies have been careful, and the habit of insisting on daily disinfecting has also been retained.

"Aside from disinfectant, don't you smell anything else?"

Shen Qinghuan didn't take a bath, and felt more and more that there should be something smelly on her body.

After Lu Ziheng heard it, he sniffed it carefully again. Did the little girl wear perfume specially for Christmas?But he tried his best to sniff, but he only smelled the familiar fragrance of milk.

He had no choice but to speak out exactly what he felt.

Shen Qinghuan's neck turned red with embarrassment.

After finally getting to the gate of Lieutenant Colonel A, she saw Murong Qing walking towards the gate of the school carrying a big bag.

Lu Ziheng followed behind, and said sympathetically, "Don't run so fast, you may fall easily."

When Murong Qing returned to school, the first person she saw was Shen Qinghuan, so she was naturally happy.

But before she got close, she heard the people around her pointing.

"Hey. Is she the one you're talking about? I'm so shameless that I call her idols and idols all day long."

"Shen Qinghuan obviously came with Lu Ziheng today, the two of them are a match made in heaven, where is she doing?"

"Don't talk about it. In the past, they used to poach the corners of the girlfriends, but now they just poach the girlfriends away?"

"Where is it, obviously."

Murong Qing's feet were as heavy as if they had been poured with thousands of layers of lead. Shen Qinghuan was so close to her, but she couldn't get close.

Those embarrassing sentences rushed into her ears, and Murong Qing felt short of breath, and even a little too much people around picked up their mobile phones to take pictures, thinking of posting Murong Qing's embarrassment on the Internet to gain popularity.

"Have you said enough?"

Murong Qing raised her head, she never thought that her idol would choose to help her at this moment.

Her heart was filled with emotion, Shen Qinghuan went to the middle of the crowd, directly snatched the mobile phones of those photographers, and mercilessly threw them to the ground one by one.

Some people in the crowd were displeased and muttered in a low voice that the mobile phone they had bought for thousands of dollars just disappeared.

Shen Qinghuan crushed the shattered screen of the phone with her feet, and said to those who had broken tongues righteously: "You can come to the rocket class of the second year of high school to ask me to apply for compensation for the phone that was broken by me just now. If you have other ideas If I want to refute it, I can sue you for infringing on other people's portrait rights."

The melon-eaters, who were in full swing just now, looked at each other in blank dismay. They were more or less young people who had reached the age of sixteen, and they had also learned in political books that now the law has lowered the age limit for perpetrators.

It is already very good to get compensation, so how can it be possible to talk about doing things again.

This scene outside the campus happened to be seen by Wang Sisi. She had been unhappy with Liu Min for a long time. Now that Liu Min's class is so arrogant, it is a good opportunity for Wang Sisi to deal with Liu Min.

Murong Qing staggered to Shen Qinghuan's side. At this moment, because of the support of her best friend, although she was still afraid in her heart, her trembling voice was powerful enough.

"Although I don't dislike any kind of feelings in this world, it doesn't mean that you can pin the tong-xing of dirty water on me and classmate Shen!"

When Jiang Silu rushed back to school with the class's Christmas decorations in hand, the spectators had already left pretending to be birds and animals.

(End of this chapter)