What if I Write the Continuation of Romance as Lily

Under Qiao Yu's questioning, Cong Ye kept his words flickering and looked towards Lin Qing. Lin Qing behaved quite normal, looking at her with a pair of innocent moist black eyes, with a gentle tone: "I just want to teach you more questions."

Compared with her, Cong Ye suffered a loss that was not open and aboveboard.

Qiao Yu gave Cong Ye a lesson severely, and repeatedly emphasized not to make teaching her the same thing as a game.

That's it for the day's tuition. After that, they converged a lot. Although Qiao Yu could still feel a tighter atmosphere than ordinary tutoring, at least he did not blatantly grab the wrong questions as before.

…I really don’t know why teaching people to learn this kind of thing can be compared. Is the aggressiveness of male and female leaders too strong? Is this teaching environment too bad for her?

"Isn't it good? I think the host has made rapid progress recently."

…Indeed, as the system says, her rate of correct answers has risen sharply recently. After all, even the slightest mistake can't escape the eyelids of the two top students.

In order to improve his grades smoothly, Qiao Yu endured silently, and tried to keep the teaching rate of the two at the same level during tuition, walking on thin ice every day like a master of Duan Shui.

While chatting with her after class, Miyi asked her how she felt about tutoring with the two of them. Qiao Yu refused to answer this question and turned her head back to her.

I feel that studying hard in the future is the last word. It is better to ask yourself than to ask for everything. I really ask people to ask for only one suggestion.

Can she say this between the two big Buddhas?

Qiao Yu swallowed bitterness into his stomach, and shed tears in his heart that he shouldn't be regretful.

In a blink of an eye, there was only less than a week left for the monthly exam. Qiao Yu was used to daily lunch breaks and after-school tutoring, and walked to the study room familiarly with his bag on his back.

She had textbooks left in the classroom and didn't take them, so she asked Cong Ye and Lin Qing to go there first, and went back to take them by herself.

Qiao Yu thought that the two of them should be alone in the study room-there are actually a few students who are also studying in the room, but it is not important.

These days the situation of their secret rivalry is not in line with her expectations, but at any rate it can be regarded as the intersection of the male and female masters!

It's okay to follow the path of rejoicing! She is not picky!

Unknowingly, Qiao Yu's requirements for them were reduced to "Able to do something." Qiao Yu hugged a thick book of five threes, and deliberately slowed down in order to give them more time to get along, and the five-minute journey just let her Walked for ten minutes.

She walked slowly to the door of the study room, stretched her neck and looked into the room.

Lin Qing sat down in her old position, and there was a person in front of her. She was raising her head as if talking to that person. The person in front of her had long hair and was a girl.

From the time that Ye's seat was empty, Qiao Yu looked around the room without seeing anyone else.

…Who is that? Where is Cong Ye people?

Unexpectedly, Qiao Yu was confused, and was wondering if Lin Qing's friends from other classes came to her to chat, only to see a trace of restraint and undetectable embarrassment on Lin Qing's face.

This is not Lin Qing's expression when talking to a friend.

Qiao Yu Yi Lin, and immediately understood what was going on. She walked hurriedly in three steps and two steps, and walked between the two of them honestly and unceremoniously in Lin Qing's surprised eyes.

"Well—this classmate, after borrowing it, Lin Qing and I are about to start learning."

The girl in front of her was squeezed by her and had to step back two steps. Qiao Yu coldly looked at her with a well-groomed hairstyle, expensive clothes, and the face that was not ugly but gave a domineering look.

What a standard villain lady.

From this point of view, the normal state from before Ye's clarification had happened again. This eldest lady didn't know if it was uninformed or something, but now she is still looking for Lin Qing's trouble.

…Why doesn’t the dog Cong Ye stay here every time like this? Is it useful or not? Can you rely on music?

Qiao Yu got angry when he thought about it, and his face was cold.

The villain is not tall, so she has just reached Qiao Yu's shoulders. Qiao Yu walked to the center with a big grin, guarding Lin Qing strictly, so that she could only look up at Qiao Yu, her imposing manner was quite short.

Now Qiao Yu is in a bad mood, and he just creates a gas field that makes him feel uncomfortable. The gap is even more obvious.

Generally speaking, Yaohua’s rich second generations are not courageous. The eldest ladies who speak ill of Lin Qing will quickly admit their counsel after seeing Qiao Yu’s very bluffing appearance, and she doesn’t even need to speak harshly. put.

But this eldest lady seemed to be exceptionally talented. Not only did she not shudder or scream, she frowned and stared at Qiao Yu with her hanging eyes.

Oops, it's really rare, is this a daredevil?

Qiao Yu raised her eyebrows in surprise. Before she thought about how to scare her in the follow-up, she listened to her in a very unhappy tone.

"Qiao Yu, what did you call me just now?"

"..."

Unexpectedly, when he was called out, Qiao Yu blinked blankly and blurted out.

"We know each other?"

If the eldest lady just now was just plain unhappy, then she is like a kettle that needs to blow air out of her ears and eyes.

Qiao Yu felt frustrated, knowing that he probably said something wrong. The system in her mind was panicking to check her original social relationship, but because she didn't know the other party's name, she couldn't find out who it was for a long time.

The eldest lady didn't speak, and Qiao Yu didn't dare to speak. Lin Qing didn't even know what was going on. The scene fell into a stalemate for a while.

At this moment, a suspicious voice came from the door.

"Song Wanwan?"

Cong Ye was standing at the door holding three bottles of drinks, his eyes moving in confusion between Qiao Yu and Song Wanwan.

Qiao Yu has never felt his voice so pleasant since playing Crossing.

Song Wanwan, who was called out, also looked over, and then Qiao Yu watched her angry slinging eyes quickly eased, and the twisted expression that seemed to eat her like Raksha became soft and cute. The face flushed with anger didn't change much-but it was obviously not because she was still angry.

Qiao Yu was dumbfounded by this change from a boiling small kettle to a puff of sentimental spring water. The system that had been checking for a long time finally made a surprise voice: "I found it! Song Wanwan's family is a business with Qiao's family and Cong's family. The relationship between you, so you should know each other, but the relationship is not as close as Mi Yi Luyao and the others..."

It kept quiet as it said, and together with Qiao Yu, watching Song Wanwan take off the rabbit in silence, ran to Cong Ye as briskly, and talked to him shyly with his hands on his back, even if Cong Ye was confused and returned. Ah, she also smiles like a shy flower bud.

"..."

Although Qiao Yu and the system didn't speak, they came to a consensus at the moment like a heart-to-heart connection.

This Song night night, there seemed to be four words written all over the body.

I! Yes! Female! two!

The atmosphere in the corner of the study room is very strange at the moment.

Sitting on pins and needles, Qiao Yu looked sadly at Miss Song, who was sitting across from Cong Ye, whose chin was as proudly as the little peacock next to him.

She looked at Lin Qing who was sitting next to her indifferently, and secretly stretched out her hand to shake the other's hand. Lin Qing's calm expression instantly broke her gong, and while holding her restless hand under the table with her backhand, she looked over inquiringly with her eyes wide open.

…Why don’t you change positions with me—if you say this, Lin Qing and Cong Ye will question the reason together.

Qiao Yu shook his head to indicate that it was all right, and let out a long sigh in his heart.

Why did it become like this...

A few minutes ago, Song Wanwan and Cong Ye greeted a few words at the door and walked over together. Without waiting for others to speak, Song Wanwan pointed to the table where they were put together, and their attitude changed from Huaichun. The girl became a tall lady.

‘You study together? ’

She spoke and looked at Qiao Yu, knowing that she and Qiao Yu, whom she had known before, did not dare to ignore or speak more, and gave an ambiguous hmm.

As a result, Miss Song glared at her again, hummed bitterly, rolled up her sleeves and moved a new table and started dragging it here.

The three aborigines were very confused and looked at each other. Qiao Yu was frantically winking his eyebrows and beckoning Cong Ye to ask her what she was doing when she was scolded by the girl.

‘Why did Joe stand while meeting you? Don't help me yet! ’

Why is Song Wanwan always looking for her!

Qiao Yu was so frightened that she didn't want to go-she was obviously going to move over and sit together. This man and woman master had studied well, and suddenly a second woman who liked the man was inserted in. It was worth it!

At this time, she completely forgot about the fact that the male and female leaders were only teaching her together and was a competitive relationship, and she simply buried her on the shoulders of Lin Qing, who felt that she was the only one who was not sitting well and stood up. Make a posture that she hasn't heard anything.

Lin Qing was stiffened by her sudden lean, and she didn't dare to move. She looked at Song Wanwan's distorted expression, bit her lip and turned her head to the side, and was swept across her neck by the broken hair on the top of Qiao Yu's head. The itchy meaning of words.

Enduring the itch, she reached out and touched Qiao Yu's hair, opening her mouth without making a sound.

Then Cong Ye stood alone for a long time at a loss, rolled up his sleeves and went to help Song Wanwan to move the table.

Joe Yu:...

Therefore, under Song Wanwan's selfishness, the seats became four-person tables facing each other.

Song Wanwan quickly sat aside with Cong Ye, Qiao Yu saw that the matter was over, and could only retreat to sit opposite Song Wanwan, and gave Lin Qing the position opposite Cong Ye—

‘Why do you sit there when Joe meets you? I have to give you a topic for this. I can't reach it. ’

…How could this man Cong Ye clean her up!

Qiao Yu was so angry that she couldn't tell a valid reason why she had to sit here, so she could only sit back and forth across from Cong Ye.

So the current table seating arrangement for four people is that Song Wanwan faces Lin Qing and Cong Ye faces Qiao Yu.

Good guy, the heroine and the heroine sit on a diagonal line, face to face with the rival, what is this.

It may be that the only person present at the scene who knew how dangerous the situation was, Qiao Yu collapsed in his heart, and was frightened to blow up the complicated network of relationships on this table. She was an innocent author and supporting actor sitting here like a war correspondent going to the front.

Qiao Yu wailed in her heart, and had nothing to say about the situation where these two people became three people, and three people became four people again. She sincerely felt that the world was playing with her.

…I’m sorry, she really just wants to learn a lot.