After wearing the book, I became the villain’s little fan girl

　　 Regarding Jiang Yao's poor science, Jiang's family knows a little bit about it. She persuaded her when she was divided into subjects, but she couldn't bear to persist.

　　Ms. Jiang's family doesn't need to get any fame, so she likes it.

　　 But this time I was caught by the teacher, this...

　　 Other teachers are also their duties, and they can never be blamed. But when he thought of Jiang Yao's score of ten to twenty minutes, he didn't know where to comfort him for a while.

　　 In the prestigious school of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School, there are only a handful of people who can take a dozen or twenty exams.

　　 Jiang Yao is very, very likely the only one.

　　Uncle Lin suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He hesitated and said, "Miss, come on?"

　　 Jiang Yao had already eased from the heat at this time.

　　 Hearing Uncle Lin's words, she clenched her small fist, ambitious: "Uncle Lin I will!"

　　 "I'm planning not to go home at noon, and I will study with my classmates in the classroom!"

　　 This is what she just decided on the road.

　　 After thinking for a while, he added another sentence: "Fight for Mr. Jiang!"

　　 also performed a wave in front of the male god!

　　 Uncle Lin nodded appreciatively: "Miss has this kind of heart! Mister will be very happy to know!"

　　 Jiang Yao smiled and said, "Then let's go home quickly!"

"middle!"

　　Uncle Lin stepped on the accelerator, and the speed immediately increased a lot.

　　 Go back to Jiang's house.

　　 actually didn't see Jiang Zeting in the living room.

　　 Jiang Yao probed his head in confusion.

　　 Jiang Zeting will go home for dinner at noon, and usually sit on the sofa and wait for her at this time.

　　 She put down her schoolbag and shouted: "Aunt Miao, I'm back!"

　　 heard her voice.

　　 Aunt Miao hasn't answered yet, Zhizhi drilled a small white head from under the sofa.

　　 "Meow~"

Jiang Yao squatted down and picked up the little cub juice, patted the dust off her body, lightly slapped her little butt, and taught: "Jiang Zhizhi, how can you be a beautiful girl doing a boy like drilling a sofa? To be a lady!"

at the same time.

　　 Aunt Miao's voice came out from the kitchen.

　　 "Miss is back? You can prepare for dinner!"

　　 Jiang Yao walked to the kitchen.

　　 take a look at the probe.

　　 Damn, Aunt Miao is squeezing juice!

　　 ran in, and a room of fruity fragrance came to his face.

　　The flavors of many kinds of fruits are mixed, but it is not strange, on the contrary, it makes people like it tightly.

　　 Jiang Yao's eyes lit up: "Yeah, what juice does Aunt Miao squeeze?"

　　 Aunt Miao kept moving her hands, controlling the juicer proficiently, and took the time to return to her: "There is the strawberry juice that the lady likes most, watermelon juice and mango juice are also squeezed!"

　　 The little girl smiled and curled her eyes: "I like Aunt Miao the most!"

"Meow meow meow?"

　　 Squeaking that Jiang Yao had forgotten it, unconvinced by her sense of existence, she hooked her clothes with her small paw and pulled it down.

　　 The little thing is quite strong.

　　 Jiang Yao quickly raised the neckline, begging for mercy: "I'm afraid of you if I'm doing everything, I like you the most, right?"

　　 Zhizhi, then stop.

　　 With a gentle cry, the big cat let go of Jiang Yao's clothes sadly, as if the cruel cat just now was not Jiang Zhizhi.

　　 Jiang Yao couldn't laugh or cry.

　　 Thinking of not seeing Jiang Zeting, she wrinkled her nose and asked Aunt Miao: "Mr. Jiang didn't come back today?"

　　 Strange, Jiang Zeting would come back for dinner as long as he was not on a business trip, and rarely when he was away from home.

　　 In his words, there is no way to make money, and the girl will grow up without being with her in a blink of an eye.

　　 Aunt Miao: "Mr. just returned. He answered the phone and went out."

"Like This."

　　 Jiang Yao nodded, "Then he said he would come back?"

　　 Aunt Miao smiled and shook her head: "Mr. did not say."

　　 Seeing that the little girl didn't mean to leave, she couldn't help but urged: "I'm almost done, Miss hurry up to eat, but I have to go to school in the afternoon. My husband specially explained this to me!"