The Little Fairy Reborn As a Schoolmaster

  Chapter 416, 416, this rocket class, is quite difficult. (Four in one)

  The room was quiet, and Shen Qinghuan clearly felt that Lu Ziheng didn't really want to talk about Lu Zhenting with him, as was the last time he was in the hospital.

  Unknown others are suffering, do not persuade others to be kind.

   "I'm going to cook." Lu Ziheng turned around and tightened the bag with the ingredients in his hand.

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

  Lu Ziheng shook his figure slightly, he knew what the little girl was angry with.

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

  When he walked out of the kitchen with the fragrant bowls and chopsticks, Shen Qinghuan immediately turned his head, for fear that he would stare at Lu Ziheng's handsome and handsome face again, and the anger would soon dissipate.

  Lu Ziheng bent his lips and sat at the dining table, deliberately using a spoon to make a crisp collision on the plate.

  Shen Qinghuan had insisted that she was not hungry, but her stomach made an embarrassing noise at this time.

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

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

   "Eat and eat." Shen Qinghuan has never seen Lu Ziheng like this before. After all, there is a little girl living in her heart. She is so wronged, "Why are you speaking to me so loudly!"

"I admit that my attitude is wrong. I will review. I shouldn't speak to you in such a loud voice." Lu Ziheng looked at the tears that were about to fall from the girl's pupils, and finally opened his mouth distressedly: "But if you want to punish I can’t be hungry. Come over to eat, okay?"

   "Then will you still murder me next time?"

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

  Shen Qinghuan's delicate face blushed faintly.

  Perhaps this is the best time. She expressed her thoughts. The atmosphere that Lu Ziheng created was blocked. He knew that there was not only the gap between the two people, but also the knots he could not untie.

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

   Old man Lu also said some time ago that Murong Dan had received the punishment she deserved. He taught, instigated, killed, and the gold lawyer of the Lu family was enough to let her "live well" in it.

  When Lu Ziheng knew the news, he would only feel that Lu Zhenting was cruel. It was he who was confused by his lover and wanted to break up with Ye Lanzhi, and now he is also the one who sent his lover to prison in order to get back with Ye Lanzhi.

  Shen Qinghuan gently pushed away the spoon Lu Ziheng handed over, and sighed slightly: "A Heng. We still have a long way to go, and my parents are the ones who brought me and raised me. You can avoid it by avoiding it."

  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 understand what he was thinking, “Will you eat first?”

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

  "After eating, I will tell you the past." Lu Ziheng's eyes were dark and he said to himself: "I will tell you everything you want to know."

   "Shen Qinghuan.

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

  It's the same again.

  Similar to the previous life, but Shen Qinghuan is infinitely heavy, and she can't breathe in her chest.

  This meal is destined to be bad.

  Lu Ziheng did not reluctantly, as long as Shen Qinghuan ate into his stomach, he would not worry that his little girl would be hungry again.

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

  After Lu Ziheng put the cleaned dishes in the cabinet, emptying the water in his hands, he calmly took Shen Qinghuan’s soft hands: "Where does Xiao Qinghuan want to start listening?"

   "Why do you hate your dad so much?"

  After Shen Qinghuan asked, she secretly blamed herself for being too direct. She even had a guilty conscience and did not dare to look at Lu Ziheng's eyes.

Lu Ziheng did not miss Shen Qinghuan’s expression. He originally thought that the old things after rebirth should be numb when asked, but the heart is riddled with holes, still painful and uncomfortably pressing on his chest. .

"Xiao Qinghuan." After telling Shen Qinghuan about the troubles of Lu Zhenting and Murong Dan, Lu Ziheng held Shen Qinghuan's hand tightly: "When I was a child, I always thought that when people are rich and powerful, their heart will Will it change?"

"I do not know how to answer you."

  There are many similarities between Lu Zhenting and Shen Haotian in his feelings, but the two people have walked out of 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 Ms. Na Murong must have had to talk about his difficulties."

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

  Lu Ziheng's home also has a test sheet that Murong Dan brought before, which shows that Lu Zhenting and the girl are in fact a biological father-daughter relationship.

  "Will it be?" Shen Qinghuan came up with a peculiar idea. They grew up in the best age. According to technology, although it is against morality, it can also achieve Murong Dan's strategy.

  Shen Qinghuan pondered for a while, thinking that this is his own conjecture after all, and don’t say it until there is no definite evidence.

  Fortunately, Shen Qinghuan’s voice was very soft just now. Lu Ziheng was indulged in sorrow and did not hear what she was talking about.

At this moment, Shen Qinghuan’s nose suddenly became sour. It was her boy who made her sad. He was burdened with so many things that did not belong to this age. What made her happy was that he could share everything that was bad. One more person.

  Lu Ziheng suddenly felt cool on his cheeks. The little girl kissed herself with red lips, and then said softly, "My boy, Merry Christmas~"

  It's already past early morning.

  Lu Ziheng didn't know that he was such a person who could talk. Every time he talked with Xiao Qinghuan, whether it was a happy topic or an unhappy topic, they could talk very late.

  Maybe this life can meet such a person, willing to chat with you from late 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 an unprecedented ease. He didn't seem to have to suppress things that outsiders seemed shameless. Even if Shen Qinghuan can't give himself any solution strategy now, he is grateful to her.

  Xiao Qinghuan.

  Thank you for your willingness to accompany me who is so bad to continue walking.

  Thank you for not leaving after seeing my wound.

  Lu Ziheng's heartfelt words, Shen Qinghuan is naturally impossible to hear.

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

   While he was sitting on the sofa, he remembered that Shen Qinghuan said that the future marriage is a matter of two families, and he couldn't help but fall into thinking again.

  Early the next morning.

  Shen Qinghuan heard Lu Ziheng shouting to himself outside, and after struggling for a long time, did he get up honestly.

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

  If you study in the evening, at least you can get up on time.

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

  After entering the door, Lu Ziheng saw that Shen Qinghuan was awake, so he asked her what she would like to eat for breakfast.

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

  Lu Ziheng knew that the little girl was getting up, so he didn't ask much, so he went to the kitchen to make millet porridge.

  After Shen Qinghuan was washed, people were also awake a lot. Lu Ziheng thought that she hadn't eaten well since last night, and eating too greasy in the morning would not work, so he gave Shen Qinghuan the freshly cooked millet porridge.

   "It's more than an hour to go to the morning reading. No hurry."

  Hearing Lu Ziheng say this, Shen Qinghuan felt that her happiness was gone. You must know that she could choose not to eat, and hope that she could sleep for a few more hours.

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

  I've been woken up, how can I go to bed early again?

  Shen Qinghuan finished his breakfast boredly.

  Lu Ziming’s club is not far from A, they don’t have to fight with the office workers for the so-called subway. If it weren’t for the conversation a bit too late last night, Shen Qinghuan would definitely have a bath.

Hey.

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

  Shen Qinghuan was originally afraid that Lu Ziheng smelled that he was stinky because of the breath of waking up.

  And such a sense of tension forced her to hurriedly grab her schoolbag after Lu Ziheng had packed up the dishes and chopsticks: "I think we should go back to school as soon as possible?"

  Lu Ziheng didn’t know Shen Qinghuan’s inner thoughts, and he would do as long as the little girl said anything.

  In the early morning, there were uncles and aunts sitting on the bus. Even if Shen Qinghuan and Lu Ziheng came out early, they had no place to sit.

Lu Ziheng was afraid that the driver was not accurate. In case of turning, don’t put a brake or something. The little girl fell out again. She used her height advantage to stand behind Shen Qinghuan and put her hand on the little girl. The place where the pull ring is attached.

  At this time, Shen Qinghuan became even more nervous.

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

  But last night——

  Shen Qinghuan’s heart seemed to mention his throat, and asked Lu Ziheng quietly: "A Heng. Do you smell anything?"

   "Are you talking about the smell of disinfectant?"

  Since the epidemic last year, many bus companies have kept their eyes on them, and the habit of insisting on daily killing has also been retained.

  "Except for disinfectant, don't you smell anything else?"

  Shen Qinghuan didn't take a bath, and felt more and more that he should be smelly.

  Lu Ziheng sniffed carefully after smelling it. Could it be that the little girl sprayed perfume specially because of Christmas today? But he tried to sniff, but he only smelled the familiar scent of milk.

  He had to truthfully say what he felt.

  Shen Qinghuan was so embarrassed that her neck was red.

   finally got to the gate of Lieutenant Colonel A, she saw Murongqing walking towards the school gate carrying a big bag.

  Lu Ziheng followed, and said sympathetically, “Don’t run so fast, you may fall down easily.”

  Murongqing returned to school, the first person she saw was Shen Qinghuan, and she was naturally happy.

  Just before she got closer, I heard people pointing around.

   "Hey. Is that the same one you are talking about? She is really shameless when idols call others 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 tell me. What used to be the corner of digging your girlfriends, now you are digging away your girlfriends directly?"

   "Where, it's obviously."

  Murongqing’s feet were as heavy as a layer of lead. It was obvious that Shen Qinghuan was so close to herself, but she could not get close.

  Those embarrassing sentences rushed into her ears, Murong Qing only felt short of breath, and some people around even picked up their phones to take pictures, thinking about sending Murong Qing’s embarrassment to the Internet to get the heat.

   "Have you said enough?"

  Murong Qing raised her head, never expecting that the idol would choose to help herself at this time.

   Her heart was filled with emotions, Shen Qinghuan walked into the crowd, took away the phones of those photographers, and threw them to the ground without mercy.

  Someone in the crowd was displeased, and whispered, the cell phone that he had bought for thousands of years was gone.

Shen Qinghuan ran the broken screen of the mobile phone with her foot, and she sternly said to the people who had broken tongues: "The mobile phone that was just broken by me can come to the rocket class of high school to apply for compensation. If you have other ideas If you want to refute it, I can sue you for the right to infringe-off-other-person-likeness."

  The arrogant and energetic people who eat melons looked at each other. They are more or less young people who have reached the age of sixteen. They have also learned from political books. Now the law has reduced the number of years of perpetrators.

  It’s pretty good to get compensation, but how can it be possible to do things again?

  This scene outside the campus happened to be seen by Wang Sisi. She had been upset 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 friends, 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 buckle the tong-xing of dirty water on me and classmate Shen!"

   When Jiang Silu hurried back to school holding the class and needed to buy Christmas decorations, the crowd watching the excitement had already left pretending to be birds and animals.

  (End of this chapter)