The car drove all the way to the school gate, and the cup of soy milk Wen Qiong was not warm, but was drunk by her, and after drinking, she felt that her stomach was warmer, her lips were a little more rosy, but her face was still pale.

Uncle Zhang stopped the car, turned his head to look at them, and Xiu Qingyan ordered, "Drive in." ”

Wen Qiong struggled to sit up, "No, no." ”

Xiu Qingyan pressed her shoulder, "Obedient." ”

Uncle Zhang naturally listened to Xiu Qingyan, nodded, turned around and drove in.

In the calm campus, this car is particularly eye-catching, the windows are tightly closed, and the license plate number is recognized, and when I see that it is the car of the Xiu family, I will not be surprised, and it is normal for Xiu Qingyan to drive in.

But this eye-catching car, not to the science class, but to the liberal arts class, which is very interesting. I saw Young Master Xiu walk down first, bypass to the other side and open the car door...... It's so unusual.

Wen Qiong really didn't want to move, her stomach hurt badly, and it seemed to come quite a lot. Before she could react, Xiu Qingyan had already opened the car door for her, she hesitated, but Xiu Qingyan directly held her slightly cool hand.

The onlookers outside saw Young Master Xiu carefully holding a white hand, and then a slender girl got out of the car with her head down, and everyone could only see her beautiful side face.

Wen Qiong whispered to Xiu Qingyan, "I'll just go up by myself." ”

"There's still a formality to be done later, I'll take you up first, and you can just sit in the classroom." Xiu Qingyan didn't allow her to refuse, and helped her to walk up the stairs.

Wen Qiong heard many people whispering, and wanted to struggle even more, but she was so weak that she had no strength.

At this time, Su Guo'er pushed her bicycle past the side, and Wen Qiong shouted with all her strength: "Su Guo'er! ”

Su Guo'er was shocked, the bicycle almost got out of her hand, and when she looked back and saw Wen Qiong and Xiu Qingyan, she immediately put the bicycle aside and ran over to see Wen Qiong, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Wen Qiong's face turned white, "What do you say?" ”

"Ah, come on that? Are you ahead of schedule this month? ”

"Hmm."

"Ahead of schedule? Hurts more than last month? ”

"Well, it hurts."

"I'll help you up."

"Okay."

Su Guo'er took Wen Qiong, Xiu Qingyan listened to their conversation silently on the side, put his hand back in his pocket, and frowned, "It hurts like this, do you need to see a doctor?" ”

Su Guo'er laughed at him, "What kind of doctor to see, just get through these two days." ”

Xiu Qingyan looked at Wen Qiong, Wen Qiong's face was not bloody, and her hair was a little messy, so she had a pitiful weakness. He thought about it, stepped forward and pushed Su Guo'er away, hugged Wen Qiong by the waist, and said to Su Guo'er: "What does she need to relieve, is it brown sugar water?" You go buy it. ”

"Oh...... Good. Su Guoer got on her bicycle and went to the commissary in front of the school.

Xiu Qingyan had already carried Wen Qiong upstairs, and Wen Qiong tapped his shoulder a few times, "You let me down." ”

"I won't die if I hug it."

Wen Qiong was in pain like this, and it was estimated that she had to move step by step when she went upstairs, and was held by Xiu Qingyan, with long legs and a step, walking fast. The students exclaimed in surprise and gave way one after another, and found that it was Xiuqingyan who was even more surprised, as if they had witnessed some major historical moment.

When he arrived at Wen Qiong's class, Xiu Qingyan walked in directly, and the classmates who were chatting in the class were all stunned.

Finding Wen Qiong's seat, Xiu Qingyan gently put her down, and as soon as Wen Qiong touched the chair, she leaned sideways on the table.

Xiu Qingyan sorted the hair on her forehead, and Wen Qiong pushed his hand away, "I'm fine, you can go back to your class." ”

Xiu Qingyan didn't move, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "You girls, are you all so weak?" ”

Wen Qiong said helplessly: "Probably one or two days a month." ”

Xiu Qingyan half-squatted down and stared at her, his dark eyes were dyed with a little emotion, "It's really distressing." ”

Wen Qiong was stunned for a moment, she looked away slightly, "You go, thank you." ”

Xiu Qingyan rubbed her hair again, "Don't go out at noon, I'll have someone bring food." ”

"I'm fine."

"Obedient." Xiu Qingyan pressed her head slightly, then turned around and walked out of the classroom.

As soon as he left, a classmate came up and asked, "Are you and Xiu Qingyan a couple?" ”

"No, it's a classmate."

"Ah, it's the first time I've seen him so gentle, we're in the same class in the third year of junior high school."

Wen Qiong could only be silent.

After a while, Su Guoer came in with a thermos cup, ran out of breath, and took out a warm baby and stuffed it for her, Wen Qiong said thank you, held the warm baby in her arms, and drank a few sips of hot brown sugar water, she sighed comfortably.

Su Guo'er sat next to Wen Qiong, and the two were lucky and were assigned to a class.

Su Guoer took out the peace charm she asked for and put it on Wen Qiong with her own hands, Wen Qiong handed Tao Yuecheng's signature to her, Su Guoer was so happy that she almost jumped up, she asked Wen Qiong, "Isn't Brother Tao cute?" ”

"Cute?" Wen Qiong paused, "It's a little bad, it's a pretty powerful mouth." ”

"Hahaha, I knew he must be bad, every time I hooked my lips and smiled, I really wanted to marry him."

"Poof." Wen Qiong couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Su Guoer said again: "Next time you act, if there is an actor I like, can I visit the class?" ”

Wen Qiong thought for a moment, "It should be possible." ”

"That's great."

At this time, Wen Qiong's mobile phone received a message.

Xiu Shao: I have completed the opening procedures.

Wen Qiong: Thank you.

Xiu Shao: You're welcome.

Xiu Shao: You are so weak and need someone to protect you.

Xiu Shao: I'm the most suitable.

Wen Qiong: ......

This is how the first day of school began. The new homeroom teacher teaches Chinese, named Xiao Jie, about thirty years old, with a cheerful personality and a crisp laugh, first asked the students to clean up, and then said to Wen Qiong: "You are very comfortable, come and help me sort out the books." ”

"Okay." Wen Qiong stepped up to the podium.

After cleaning, the students began to introduce themselves. Coincidentally, not only Wen Qiong and Su Guo'er were in the same class, but also there were no other classmates in the first year of high school in this class, Wen Qiong didn't have much contact with those classmates, but they had seen her most pitiful moments, and they had also seen her humility pestering Xiu Qingyan, even if she changed later, and there was less malice and alienation, there was still a knot between each other.

Now, this class is full of new classmates, Wen Qiong is much more comfortable, they are more likely to accept her now, and even the beautiful Wen Qiong has been pushed to the candidate for class president.

Wen Qiong hurriedly waved her hand, saying that she didn't have time.

At this time, a male classmate held up the magazine and said: "Wen Qiong is a signed artist of Xingchen Company, she has no time to be the class leader, don't push her." ”

The class became restless again, and they all looked at Wen Qiong curiously and asked her a lot of questions.

Teacher Xiao also nodded, "If that's the case, then the candidate should be replaced by Su Guo'er." ”

Su Guo'er looked blindfolded, and finally let her be the class leader, and the other three who were elected were all boys, they didn't want to be, and they said that ladies were preferred.

Su Guoer was a little annoyed, "I never thought I would be a squad leader. ”

Wen Qiong patted her on the shoulder, "The opportunity is here, and you can't stop it." ”

Su Guoer, "......"

By the time of the opening ceremony, Wen Qiong was no longer in so much pain. The students lined up to go to the playground, first the principal spoke, and then Xiu Qingyan spoke as the representative of the grade, he wore a simple white shirt and black trousers, and did not take a speech, his voice was low, generous and confident.

Su Guo'er bumped into Wen Qiong, leaned over and whispered: "Xiu Qingyan is quite handsome, no wonder so many girls like him, is this called distance produces beauty?" ”

"yes."

"If I hadn't been in the same class as you, maybe I wouldn't have liked you in the first place."

It's no wonder that everyone had the mentality of watching a play at the beginning, Xiu Qingyan was a prince in the eyes of other girls, and he was entangled by an inexplicable and persistent girl, no one would understand, and no one would delve into the reason. They only knew that Wen Qiong was annoying. Therefore, the female classmates in the entire class of the first year of high school were not close to Wen Qiong until they were assigned to the class.

Before Xiu Qingyan went down, he glanced at Wen Qiong's class, and Wen Qiong met his gaze in a daze. The corners of his mouth hooked slightly, revealing a smile.

The female classmate standing in front of Wen Qiong looked back suddenly, Wen Qiong pretended not to know, and hurriedly followed to look back, so the female classmate in the first class of liberal arts, like a bony nomi card, saw all the way to the end, it was a boy, because there was really no place, he could only stand in the row of girls. He looked dazed, and the female classmates couldn't help but laugh.

After that, Yu Miao, as the image representative of the school, also took the stage to speak. Her face was a little pale, I heard that she just came back from the set this morning, her role was similar to Wen Qiong, but she had been filming for more than a month, and she almost didn't catch up on the first day of school.

Yu Miao is also preparing to take the W City Film Academy, so she entered the second class of liberal arts, next door to the first class.

The opening ceremony ended, and the sophomore life officially began.

Shang Jing's birthday has arrived, and Xiu Zhengan is going to invite the family to a meal. Among this family, there are also Xiu Zheng Xuan Xiaoqing and his wife.

Wen Qiong didn't study at night that day, so she went home early to accompany Shang Jing. Shang Jing hurriedly came down from the upstairs and was about to go up again, feeling a little messy for a while, and forgetting to tie her belt for a while.

Aunt Liu felt tired for her when she saw her working so busy.

Wen Qiong pressed Shang Jing's shoulder, "I'll get it for you, don't move, the belt is black silk, right?" ”

Shang Jing nodded, "Yes." ”

Wen Qiong hummed, then rummaged upstairs and found it under a pile of sweaters, she pulled it out, and found that the silk belt was crumpled and crumpled.

Wen Qiong took the belt downstairs, and Shang Jing looked at it, "Why did this happen?" ”

"It's been too long, I'll go find Aunt Luo next door to iron it. Mom, Uncle Xiu's younger brother doesn't eat people. ”

Shang Jing's eyebrows lingered with lingering anxiety, she was very nervous when she saw a Xiu Qingyan, not to mention Xiu Zheng'an's younger brother and sister-in-law.

Wen Qiong went out and asked Aunt Luo for an iron. Aunt Luo was mending the buttons and glanced at Wen Qiong, "Did your mother find a partner?" ”

Wen Qiong replied while ironing her belt: "Yes." ”

"Your mother is really a beauty and good luck, my sister has been divorced for more than a year, and no one has taken a fancy to her, and she can't talk about two or three."

Wen Qiong smiled, and after a while, the belt was ironed, she closed the iron and placed it on the table, "Aunt Luo, I'm leaving." ”

"Go ahead, look at your mother, don't be deceived by men, men don't have a few good things."

"Okay, got it."

This Aunt Luo, who works as a tailor, is a widow, her husband died early, always alone, and later adopted a child, the child lives in the school and studies, and has a general relationship with her, not very close, and from time to time you can see the loneliness that she exudes from her bones. On the side of her mother-in-law, she took care of her at first, but after a long time, she didn't contact her much. She guarded her husband all her life, but in the end, even her in-laws were no longer grateful to her.

Only women who can toss can eat candy, and women who are too honest can only watch candy paper.

Suddenly, Wen Qiong felt lucky, she was reborn, so that Shang Jing could divorce smoothly and get rid of her violent husband, and what was even more fortunate was that she did not object to Xiu Zheng'an pursuing Shang Jing. When she first heard about it before, she was a little resistant, but now that she thinks about it, Shang Jing can have someone to accompany her, and it is really good to have a companion for each other.

Wen Qiong pulled Shang Jing up, buckled her belt, and held her slender waist, doubling her temperament. Shang Jing coiled her hair up, leaving a strand of hair next to her cheeks, dignified and beautiful. Wen Qiong looked her up and down and was very satisfied.

Shang Jing saw that Wen Qiong was still wearing a school uniform, and immediately pushed her upstairs, "Go and change your clothes." ”

"I'll just wear my school uniform."

"No, change the dress, I'll choose it for you, put it on the bed, and see for yourself."

Wen Qiong had no choice but to go upstairs, there was a gift box on the bed, and there was a beige dress inside, which was young and beautiful, obviously Shang Jing had just bought it.

Wen Qiong changed her dress. Her calves are slender and fair, and she looks best in this knee-length dress. She casually pierced the head of the ball and went downstairs, and Shang Jing and Aunt Liu both nodded with satisfaction.

Aunt Liu smiled and said, "Like a little princess." ”

The car drove into the alley and stopped at the door of the cake shop, blocking half of the storefront, Xiu Qingyan came out of the car, and saw Wen Qiong standing by the door at first sight, he couldn't help but be stunned.

The fan in the store blows the skirt and swayes, the fabric is soft, and the girl is pure and lovely, like an angel.

Xiu Qingyan's hand on the car door tightened, and he wanted to hug her.

Wen Qiong took Shang Jing's arm and walked over, Xiu Qingyan came back to his senses and opened the back seat door.

Shang Jing smiled at Xiu Qingyan, "Hard work, Qingyan." ”

Xiu Qingyan glanced at Wen Qiong and shook his head, "It's not hard." ”

Shang Jing bent down and sat in the car, Wen Qiong went around to the other side to get into the car, and after Xiuqingyan, there was a raised stone slab on the ground, she didn't pay attention, and staggered forward. Xiu Qingyan's eyes were quick and hugged her full. The soft skirt pressed against his strong arm, and a faint fragrance hit him, Xiu Qingyan couldn't help but bow his head and kiss the side of her face.

Wen Qiong was shocked and pushed him away, "You, you ......"

Xiu Qingyan said cheekily: "You threw yourself into my arms." After speaking, he pretended to be a gentleman and helped her open the car door, raising his eyebrows lightly, with a satisfied face.

Wen Qiong felt that the skin where she was kissed was hot, she bent down and sat in, raised her hand to wipe it.

Shang Jing looked at her daughter's bad face and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's fine." Wen Qiong shook her head.

So far, Shang Jing still doesn't know about the ambiguous entanglement between Wen Qiong and Xiu Qingyan, she really doesn't think about it that much.

Xiu Qingyan greeted Aunt Liu, and then got into the car. The black car drove out of the alley, and the door of the cake shop lit up.

Aunt Luo walked over, holding the spool in her hand, and said enviously, "Shang Jing is really a good life." ”

Aunt Liu smiled, "Yes." ”

Aunt Luo said again: "Do the man's relatives agree? My son is so old and there is no objection? ”

"It's all settled. This man can be the master of the house, and the woman who follows him will not suffer, if this man has no ability, he has to go through the family to pick the fat and thin if he wants to marry anyone, and the woman will not have a good time at home. ”

"That's right."