The Little Fairy Reborn As a Schoolmaster

  Chapter 9 009 Lies are not so easy to tell

   "Student Lu." Shen Qinghuan turned around. She stroked the small broken hair on her temples, with a gentle expression: "In fact, sometimes girls relieve the embarrassment atmosphere and are used to go to the toilet to cover up."

  Lu Ziheng frowned slightly, did Qin Muzhi say anything embarrassing her in the conversation at the table just now?

   "Old Qin is used to exaggerating one thing, you don't have to mind." Lu Ziheng jumped over Shen Qinghuan, his slender index finger pressed the beverage machine behind the girl, and he explained to Shen Qinghuan.

  Lu Ziheng leaned over so close that Shen Qinghuan was flustered for a while.

  According to the story of the previous life, Lu Ziheng would say so much to himself, at least after he was in high school.

  Now the time is ahead, so she can't help but hurriedly explain: "I haven't secretly done your homework. As for the soybean sprouts on the menu, it just happens to be what I like to eat!"

   Lies are not so easy to tell, Shen Qinghuan almost bit her tongue.

  In the last life, they had five years of sympathy and cherish each other. Every habit of each other has long been in their bones.

  Lu Ziheng stared at Shen Qinghuan’s blushing face. After a few seconds, he curled his thin lips, “Then, later, classmate Shen will eat more.”

  It’s impossible to eat more.

  Not to mention later.

  Shen Qinghuan pretended to go to the toilet, but did not intend to go back again.

  Just now, Li Xiaojie made a big talk in front of Lu Ziheng, saying that this meal would be treated by them, and it was a reward for them to spare the place so that they could eat barbecue.

  Actually, it was Shen Qinghuan who paid and scanned the QR code in the end, but it was Li Xiaojie who earned the favor.

  Shen Qinghuan knows Li Xiaojie’s routine too well.

  She will not let those pictures appear again.

   Buzzing.

  At this time, Lu Ziheng's cell phone rang.

  In 2020, few people in the young team will use this kind of old-age phone that can only make calls and send messages.

  Shen Qinghuan knew the conditions of Lu Ziheng's family and also understood the self-esteem of the boy in front of her. She did not show strange eyes like her previous life, but just stood quietly.

  Shen’s family what conditions, Lu Ziheng of course knows clearly. When he took out his mobile phone, he was a little embarrassed, even in his heart he was afraid that Shen Qinghuan would look down on him.

  Lu Ziheng raised his eyes and found that Shen Qinghuan seemed not paying attention to him, and then carefully closed his gaze back.

As for the content of the newsletter, Lu Ziheng did not conceal: "Old Qin said that they have eaten almost, your friend asked me if I saw you? If I did, I asked me to ask, do you need to pack it? ?"

   "Student Lu." Suddenly Shen Qinghuan clutched his stomach, pretending to be in pain, "I feel a little uncomfortable, so please help me to tell Xiaojie, I'll go back first."

  Unwell?

  I just talked and laughed, so suddenly I feel unwell?

  It happened to be at the time of checkout after eating—

  Lu Ziheng seemed to have figured out something, and bent down, "Come on!"

"what?"

  "Didn't it mean that you are not in good health?" Lu Ziheng asked rhetorically.

  Shen Qinghuan pressed her eyebrows, Lu Ziheng's changing style was too fast, if Li Xiaojie saw this, she wouldn't have to swallow herself alive.

  However, Lu Ziheng was originally dazzling in the crowd. If Shen Qinghuan delays, it will cause even greater public opinion controversy.

  Since advance and retreat are the same ending, it is better to choose the way forward.

  The sun is shining outside the barbecue restaurant.

  Shen Qinghuan was afraid of being recognized, so she put her clean face on Lu Ziheng's back.

  The sweat from the boy’s forehead dripped on the back of her hand, which made her feel a little embarrassed when she lied.

   "I just reserved a car to go home, you can leave me at the intersection." Shen Qinghuan's voice was like a catkin flying in May, soft and soft.

  (End of this chapter)