Rebirth of the fat girl

Chapter 30
Thanks to Qiu Yun, anyone who knows Qiao Yiran knows that he has a nickname of "Baby".It's just that no other students dared to ignore his dissatisfaction and threats like Qiu Yun, and called "Baby" as always.

"Baby, you wrote this wrong!"

"Either you call me brother, or you call me the same."

"Oh, yes baby."

"...Where is the typo wrong?"

"You wrote the letters 'b' and 'd' backwards!"

"How is it possible? I have known Pinyin for two years..." There are several 'd's in the line of 'b', "I... I lost my mind when I wrote it! Really! Qiu Yun, what kind of eyes do you have?"

"Oh, it's nothing, distracted, I know."

Qiao Yiran erased and rewritten embarrassingly, and unconvincedly opened Qiu Yun's homework, insisting on finding some mistakes to balance his mind.Flipping from beginning to end, he closed the workbook in frustration, and he was hit again.

Not only did Qiuyun make no mistakes, but she even wrote beautifully. Every homework was excellent.I thought I had already written very well, compared with her, it was like drawing tadpoles instead of writing.

"By the way, baby, congratulations on being the squad leader!"

"Hmph, what's there to congratulate." He wasn't the first one, so there was really no surprise at all.

"Be happy, my little squad leader." Qiu Yun pinched his little face, the baby fat gradually faded, and the stern edges and corners began to take shape.

"Don't pinch my face!"

"Hey~ The baby is growing up and becoming less and less cute! It's so sad~" Qiu Yun loves Qiao Yiran the way she can't help it, helpless and full of connivance, "I wish I were a sister!" It's so cute Little brother, she will be awakened by Meng even in her dreams.

"Hmph, it's impossible, you are destined to call me brother in this life!" If there is one point that Qiao Yiran can't shake, it is only suppressed by age!

"The little mouse is much cuter than you. She calls me sister all day long!" Speaking of Wu Tianhao, Qiu Yun couldn't help laughing.It's not a loss to say that Wu Tianhao is a little mouse, he is like a little mouse, no matter where he hides delicious food, he can't hide from his nose.He loves to eat and is naive, so Qiu Yun quickly accepted his younger brother, and it was a good deal for him to have delicious food if he called his sister.

Joe also knew it, and was very shameless about it.

Wu Tianhao is trying to eat people who have no lower limit, so he actually calls sister to Qiu Yun, who is younger than him, what a waste!Qiao was also angrily: "He's so cute, he eats a lot, and he's still fat!"

"What's wrong with the fat man, what's wrong with being able to eat?" Qiu Yun accused Qiao Yiran so seriously for the first time. She thought of herself being laughed at by others. While they kept trying to please her for some reason, they secretly called her a fat man.The little mouse is still so small, there will be plenty of time to become thinner in the future. "I just like him fat and fleshy!"

In Qiao Yiran's view, Qiu Yun's anger is entirely because she likes Wu Tianhao.Normally, she would rather be in contact with Wu Tianhao, holding his fat hands, rubbing his soft arms and face.

What about with him?After much deliberation, Qiao Yiran found that when he and Qiu Yun were together, the only thing they could do was read books, and they were not as close as Wu Tianhao at all.

"He is a fat man, dare to eat or admit it?"

"Joe is the same, please apologize!"

Qiao Yiran was startled, her eyes almost turned red, Qiu Yun finally stopped calling him a baby, but she got angry, and even got angry with him because of an outsider, they are best friends!
"Qiu Yun, I forbid you to like Wu Tianhao, we are good friends!"

"Why don't you allow it? Joe is the same. If you don't apologize, we will no longer be good friends!"

Qiao Yiran took two steps back, not believing what Qiu Yun said.Obviously, just now they came home from school together and did their homework together. It was so good. She clearly said that she likes him the most...

"I don't!" Qiao Yiran grabbed her homework, stuffed it in her schoolbag, and ran home.

Qiao Nuannuan was teaching Beibei how to write Pinyin by hand. She glanced at her strange son and didn't take it seriously.Children's emotions come and go quickly.

　There is no time to conceive, and the writing is not good. It has reached a story transition period, and I pray that the thinking will be smooth
　　
　
(End of this chapter)