Lu Jiayi turned around and walked towards the door, the ponytail on the back of his head was still pouting, and the people watching just wanted to laugh. Qiao Chuluo didn't care about her anymore, because there were still fifteen minutes to go to class.

As soon as Lu Jiayi arrived in the class on the front foot, the head teacher on the back foot came, and there were a few boys carrying a stack of books behind Sun Yiyan, I don't know if they were tired or hot, and the boys' faces were sweating a lot. Lu Jiayi suddenly felt the pain of being a boy and felt pity for them.

Ning Muyan, who was beside her, wanted to ask Lu Jiayi if she had a tissue, she wanted to wipe the little white shoes that had just been stepped on by Du Yunmo, and couldn't help but see Lu Jiayi's sympathetic look staring at the boys in front of her.

Ning Muyan: "......" is really big.

The textbooks were handed out, and Lu Jiayi put them in her schoolbag one by one, leaving only the textbooks to be used. Not only Ning Muyan was shocked by her movements, but even Du Yunmo, who was sitting behind them, couldn't help but look at her a few more times.

Ning Muyan leaned over lightly and asked in a low voice, "Didn't you write your name first?" ”

Lu Jiayi was stunned for a while, then touched her head with a smile, and said embarrassedly: "That's the case, my brother helped me write my name in the books I grew up. ”

Ning Muyan: "......"

Du Yunmo: "......" was wonderful, and muttered in a low voice: "How ugly do your words have to be." ”

This sentence was still captured by Lu Jiayi, who had been hearing well since childhood, and the teacher was not good at the podium, so he could only swallow his breath in his stomach and muttered in a low voice: "What my brother wrote is comparable to a copybook, not ugly." Besides, he grew up depicting Qiao Chuluo's characters since he was a child, and her characters were so bad in checking how bad.

An afternoon passed like this, and in the evening, Qiao Chuluo waited at the gate of class 3 as usual, and class 3 people didn't know why the big guy was at the door of their class at noon, but now they know that it must be related to Lu Jiayi. At noon, the two of them walked together on campus, and the gossip was now dressed in a boiling fashion, and it was difficult to think about it.

At Qiao's house, Qiao's mother made dinner and sat at the dining table with Qiao's father waiting for the children to return. Qiao's father glanced at his mobile phone and said to Qiao's mother: "This year, Luo Luo graduated from high school, Yiyi just started high school, and Luo Luo used to pick up Yiyi, if Luo Luo leaves, I don't know if Yi Yi Xi is used to it." ”

Qiao's mother glanced at Qiao's father: "I've just started school and I'm here sentimentally, you are Lin Daiyu!" ”

Qiao's father: "......" I just feel that time flies quickly!

Without waiting for Qiao's father to explain, the sound of the door opening came from the door.

"Uncle Qiao, Aunt Qiao, we're back." When Lu Jiayi's active voice came, Qiao's father was happy, and a bright smile quickly appeared on his warm face, and he said lovingly: "Yiyi is back, just wash your hands and eat." Your Aunt Qiao makes all the food you love. ”

Aunt Qiao went over to take Lu Jiayi's schoolbag, and Qiao Chuluo, who was changing her shoes, consciously handed the schoolbag to her mother, but as a result, the shoes were changed and Qiao's mother didn't take over.

Qiao Chuluo: "...... okay, he's not biological."

Lu Jiayi sat on the dining chair after washing her hands, looked at the clams on the dining table, and suddenly became happy, looked at Qiao's mother, and said obediently: "Aunt Qiao, I love you." ”

Qiao's mother touched her head, smiled, and said happily: "If you like it, eat hard." ”

Qiao Chuluo: "......" fell in love with a delicious meal, why didn't he say he loved him when he gave her delicious food for so many years.

Qiao's father sat on the sofa after dinner and watched the evening news, Lu Jiayi was still eating clam meat, suddenly patted his head, and shouted at Qiao's father: "Uncle Qiao, you help me take out the textbooks in my schoolbag, and let Luo Luo help me write my name later." ”

Qiao's father smiled, and took the small pink schoolbag on the sofa, Lu Jiayi's textbooks have been Qiao Chuluo to write her name since kindergarten, which is not surprising.

Father Qiao fumbled for a long time, put all the things in Lu Jiayi's schoolbag on the table, a pink envelope fell from the side of the schoolbag, Father Qiao was puzzled, and when he was about to pick it up, a pair of slender hands picked it up faster than him. Qiao Chuluo picked up the envelope, and often received confession letters, so he naturally recognized such envelopes. Looking at his son's gradually darkening face, the cold air emitted from his body was comparable to the frozen layer of a refrigerator, Qiao's father touched his arm, and moved to the other side of the sofa tremblingly, away from this ice mound.

The two people at the dinner table listened to the silence over there, looked at the father and son, looked at each other again, and put down their chopsticks and walked towards them.

Lu Jiayi was curious about what Qiao Chuluo was holding in his hand, so she raised her foot and leaned on Qiao Chuluo's shoulder to look at his hand, and she almost slipped off Qiao Chuluo's shoulder with just one look.

"Love, love letters? Whose? Lu Jiayi was taken aback, this shouldn't be in her schoolbag.

Although Qiao's father and mother do not interfere in their love life, Qiao Chuluo has said to her more than once that "early love is not allowed".

Qiao Chuluo's cold eyes glanced at Lu Jiayi coldly, Qiao's mother didn't dare to approach the ice lump, she sat next to Qiao's father, watching the excitement, well, that's right, watching the excitement.

Qiao Chuluo opened the envelope, and the first line made him angry.

Dear Yiyi

Holding back the anger and scolding in my heart: Who the is your dear.

Qiao's mother doesn't think it's a big deal to see the excitement, she can't see this love letter, and this son doesn't read it, she also wants to know. So he got up straight and walked to Qiao Chuluo's side, pulled out the love letter in Qiao Chuluo's hand, and tried to ignore his son's eyes that wanted to kill and read it. That's right, read it aloud.

At this time, Lu Jiayi was about to kneel down for Qiao's mother, and when she looked at Qiao Chuluo, she cried in her heart: Aunt Qiao, I was killed by you.

Qiao's father was also brushed by Qiao's mother's operation to break 666, and his wife is awesome!

"Hello, dear Yiyi!

The first time I saw you, I thought you were my destiny. The moment I saw you, my whole person was yours, you look good, but you also have shortcomings, do you know what you lack? The answer is the shortcomings of me. Add me and you're perfect. Since I was a child, the education I received was all about courtesy, and it was not difficult to borrow again, so I like you, and you like me too. My people live for you, and my heart beats for you. Reading this, Lu Jiayi's legs kept shaking, shaking, shaking, Qiao Chuluo's face could be said to be black and couldn't be seen, just when Qiao's father thought that Qiao's mother was just about to get up to comfort his poor son, he saw Qiao's mother finish reading the last sentence with a strange face: "Your new tablemate, Xiaoyanyan." ”

Small Theatre:

Qiao's father: It's scary, it's scary!

Qiao's mother: Don't be afraid, husband, I'll support you.

Qiao Chuluo: Are you sure?

Qiao's mother: Husband, your son's combat effectiveness is too strong to beat.

Father Qiao: Then run away!

Qiao's mother: Okay.