After eating that night, Xuemei turned around the room a few more times, she couldn't control herself, she thought about it and brought two books, so she said to her mother that she wanted to go to Tang Yi to make up for the class, and walked out of the house quickly without waiting for her mother's consent.

"The woman is not staying. Grandma sighed.

"Mom, didn't Xuemei say that she was looking for Tang Yi to make up for the class?" Zhao's mother disguised.

"If you believe her nonsense, you must go to the kid surnamed Qin, hmph, just like you did back then. Grandma scolded.

"Then, then I'll chase her back now?" Zhao's mother was about to get up after putting down her job, but her grandmother glanced at her and snorted: "People can chase it back, but the heart can't chase it back." Mother Zhao stood there embarrassed, this is not chasing, not chasing.

"Sit down, no matter how bad that kid surnamed Qin is, he won't treat Xuemei badly. Grandma sucked porridge, looked at her daughter-in-law standing there in embarrassment, and persuaded slowly.

Xuemei went out and didn't go to Tang Yi's house as she said, but walked towards the restaurant in the opposite direction; when she entered the door, Xu Weiwei saw her, and without waiting for her to ask, she shook her head slightly, indicating that Qin Fan hadn't come yet, Xuemei suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and found that if she saw Qin Fan, she really didn't know what to say.

Xin was unwilling to go upstairs again, Xu hesitated slightly, and opened the door of Qin Fan's room for her. The room without Qin Fan seemed empty, and he saw that Xuemei's face was not good-looking, so he asked: Is it uncomfortable, do you want to cook a bowl of ginger slices and brown sugar water. Xuemei shook her head shyly, signaling Weiwei to sit here for a while, and when the store was at the peak of customers, it was not convenient for Weiwei to accompany her for a long time.

Looking around, there were some paintings painted by Qin Fan hanging on the wall, among which there was also a portrait of Xuemei, Xuemei stared at her portrait and pondered.

"Tuk, tuk, tuk. When there was a knock on the door, Xuemei was overjoyed and hurriedly opened the door, but it was Tang Yi at the door, and Tang Yi looked inside.

Xuemei laughed at herself in her heart, if it was Qin Fan, she still needed to knock on the door? Xuemei, who was a little disappointed, patted Tang Yi's head and said with a smile: "What are you looking at?"

Tang Yi saw that Xuemei was alone, covered his head and shouted: "You are embarrassed to talk about me, when it comes to my homework, I lied to the ghost, so I almost broke up when I came to your house, and I knew that you were here." Wu Yi's big mouth crackled and complained about Xuemei.

Xuemei asked nervously, "What did my mother say?"

Tang Yi grinned and boasted: "Fortunately, I'm smart, suppose you brought the wrong book." After that, he rolled his eyes, put away his smiling face, circled around Xuemei, and said worriedly: "Xuemei, what's wrong with you, your face is so bad, you're really sick?"

"What's the weird thing again?, I kicked the quilt last night and got cold, why is my face so bad?"

"That's good, that's good. It's not like that. Tang Yi covered his chest and said with a relaxed heart.

"What's the matter? Don't you just have diarrhea, make yourself so nervous, well, what's not the matter? What are you talking about?" Xue Mei turned her head and asked.

Tang Yi hesitated for a long time, and finally whispered a few words in Xuemei's ear.

Xuemei's face immediately turned red, and she was so angry that tears fell down, and she choked up and said, "Who is so vicious, making this rumor, doesn't this kill people?" The girls also knew about the fate of Liang Wentao's girlfriend in Class 4.

"Who did you and Qin Fan offend?" Tang Yi asked puzzled.

The innocent Xuemei thought for a while, shook her head and replied, "You know me, who will I offend?"

Tang Yi said with relief: "It's okay if you don't have it, just go to the teacher tomorrow and make it clear." ”

"Why do you want to talk to the teacher?" said Shemeqi.

"Oh, you don't know, this matter has reached the ears of Teacher Peng, Lao Peng took it seriously, and after school at night, he also gave Qin Fan a lecture. Tang Yi said chirpingly.

"Then you asked me for leave in the morning, didn't make it clear?"

"To make it clear, you can't come to class because you have a stomachache. Tang Yi repeated.

"Whoever wants you to say that I have a stomachache, just say I'm sick. Xuemei said urgently.

"That's not the same, duh!" Tang Yi replied disapprovingly, rolling his eyes.

Seeing that Xuemei bowed her head and was silent, Tang Yi changed the topic and asked: "In two days, there will be a party in the class, if you are well, do you want to put out a show, I will count on you." ”

Xuemei still looked at her silently.

This night, Xuemei didn't wait for Qin Fan, and she also knew that Qin's mother wouldn't let him come out.

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"I'm sick yet, I'm not resting at home, what are you doing. Qin Fan saw that Xuemei's face was still very bad, and asked with concern.

Seeing Qin Fan again, Xuemei didn't know what kind of mood she was in at this time, just: "Hmm." "Yes.

"What kind of illness is it, do you want me to accompany you to the hospital?" Qin Fan said distressedly, this was also the first time he had seen Xuemei's sick appearance, as a man, he couldn't escape the distress for a sick girl.

"Nothing. Xue Meiqiang smiled, but she was extremely uncomfortable in her heart, what was uncomfortable was the words of the head teacher Lao Peng, although she knew that the teacher was also good for her.

Smelling the familiar smell on Qin Fan's body, he involuntarily leaned over, but in his heart he was scolding himself for being really uncompetitive, and his self-respect and reserve were left behind. Close her slightly red and swollen eyes, gently snuggle up in his arms, and sniff him like a kitten.

Qin Fan felt guilty and hugged Xuemei with both hands.

Lao Peng, who was standing outside the auditorium, looked at Qin Fan and Xuemei who were hugging each other, and was annoyed with Xuemei, and only said in the morning that she should be self-respecting and self-respecting as a girl. But that's it, I didn't take him in my eyes at all, Lao Peng's black face became darker and darker, and if it went on like this, it was possible that the rumors would become true. At that time, the class he led will be ugly and will come home, and even with him, he will be famous in the education system.

"Ahem, ahem. Lao Peng coughed heavily. The two embracing each other turned their faces and looked at him quietly, without any intention of parting; Lao Peng coughed a few times again as a warning.

"Teacher Peng, are you sick?" Qin Fan asked pretending to be surprised, but the hands holding Xuemei did not let go at all, and the shy Xuemei also buried her head deep in his arms in the shape of an ostrich.

"Are you two going to be angry with me, I haven't seen such a cheeky student as you, check, check, you two write me a check! Old Peng roared.

"Teacher Peng, your voice is too loud, my Xuemei disease is not yet cured, you are not afraid of scaring her. Qin Fan smiled cheekily, he was also a little displeased with Lao Peng, listening to the wind is rain, and the rumors were also true. Xuemei in her arms snorted, hurriedly covered her mouth, pushed Qin Fan away, bowed to Lao Peng, and said apologetically: "Teacher Peng, I'm sorry, I was really unwell just now." ”

Lao Peng was so angry that his body trembled, and he ignored Xuemei's apology, but pointed at Qin Fan and shouted: "Are you still my student, do you talk to the teacher like this......?"

Qin Fan covered Xuemei behind him, and replied unhurriedly: "Teacher Peng, as a student, we respect you, but you couldn't listen to the wind and rain yesterday, and you didn't do an investigation to determine that the two of us had that kind of thing, I explained it to you yesterday, but you reprimanded Xuemei again in the morning, we don't know what we are wrong, it doesn't matter if I'm a man, Xuemei is a girl, foul language is splashed, how can you let her live?"

Xue Mei was listening to it, but she felt a taste of forceful rhetoric in her heart, hiding behind Qin Fan and secretly raising her eyes to look at Lao Peng, feeling that Lao Peng's black face was a little whiter.