Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

After school, Qiao Ran told Chen Xun directly that he would not attend the training today. After finishing his and Jiuli’s homework, he was the first to leave the classroom without any hesitation.

Although his movements seemed rough, he actually pushed Jiuli into the car carefully and then got in himself.

Sitting next to her, holding Jiuli's wrist, asking the driver to drive faster, and looking at Jiuli with concern the whole time.

"Go back and drink more brown sugar water. Don't be stubborn. I'll do the homework for you tomorrow. Go to bed early tonight."

After much hesitation, he finally helped Jiuli home, poured her a cup of hot water and placed it beside her, giving her careful instructions.

"I've written it all down." Jiuli responded with a smile.

"That's good. I'll come and pick you up tomorrow. Do you want to eat anything? I'll ask my aunt to make it." Qiao Ran looked back again when he was halfway out, with a little worry in his eyes.

"Mantou slices, maybe?" Jiuli thought about it and almost blurted out the answer since there was nothing delicious to eat.

"Okay, I'll go home then." Qiao Ran secretly took note. Jiuli is such a good girl. She didn't want to embarrass him so she found him a good job, right? He thought about going out and going home.

When Jiuli confirmed that she was the only one in the room, she flashed into the room, took out a pill and swallowed it, then entered the bracelet space.

When I came out, my skin looked a little whiter. As for the pain? That didn't exist. I felt much better.

As for homework? I could see the pen writing on it, with lines of standard thin gold script appearing on the paper, beautiful and neat.

At seven o'clock today, the weather seems to be warmer. Wearing only autumn clothes and school uniform is enough to withstand the severe cold. The fried steamed bread slices are wrapped in old-fashioned oil paper. In Qiao Ran's hands, they exude a fragrance that tempts the taste buds, and the whole carriage is filled with this fragrance.

"They are all yours. I won't fight with you for them." Qiao Ran looked at Jiuli gently and said teasingly, "How do you feel today? Do you feel better?"

"If it really doesn't work, should I ask for leave for you?" he asked tentatively.

"Much better, no need to ask for leave." Jiuli took the oil paper bag from Qiao Ran's hand and ate only one piece.

"No appetite? We can't keep this. It smells too strong." Qiao Ran looked worried. "Eat some more?"

"Okay, will you eat with me?" Jiuli rolled her eyes and pulled Qiao Ran's sleeve, "You haven't eaten yet?"

"No, I can eat it, right?" Qiao Ran said helplessly, "It's delicious, but a little too oily. I'll change it next time."

After eating, Qiao Ran said that he never wanted to eat steamed bread slices again. He was really a bit sick of it, so he drank two sips of the warm water he brought with him.

"It's not bad to eat it occasionally. The temperature today is higher than yesterday. It's quite warm." Jiuli glanced outside.

"The weather has been unpredictable lately, with sudden changes of temperature. You have to be more careful, or you will suffer in the future." Qiao Ran suddenly noticed the school uniform that Jiuli was wearing, "Why are you wearing so little?"

"It's a lot. I'm wearing three pieces." Jiuli showed.

"Isn't that a lot? You're such a worry." Qiao Ran was helpless. He really had no idea what to do with her.

"I'll wear something thicker," Jiuli pulled Qiao Ran's sleeve and shook it.

"Don't act like a spoiled child. It's useless." Qiao Ran poked Jiuli on the forehead. He didn't say anything on the surface, but he felt happy in his heart.

"Oh." Jiuli lowered her head, glancing up from time to time.

"Are you really ignoring me?" After a while, there was still no movement. Qiao Ran tilted his head, tilted his body, and said in a low voice.

The deliberately lowered voice is full of tenderness and tenderness.

"Jiuli?" Qiao Ran was about to say something when the car stopped at the gate of F Middle School. He opened the door and got out, reaching out to help Jiuli get out of the car. "You haven't been feeling well lately, don't get upset."

"I'm not ignoring you, nor am I angry." Jiuli smiled brightly, her peach blossom eyes becoming more and more alluring, "I'm just acting coquettishly with you~"

"Okay, who told me to fall for your tricks? You can only do this with me, okay?" Looking around and seeing that few people were coming, Qiao Ran bent down and looked at Jiuli seriously.

"Okay, let's go in quickly. Class will start soon." Jiuli agreed readily. Not everyone is worthy of her acting like a spoiled child, right?

"Okay," Qiao Ran watched Jiuli trot up to the teaching building, and relying on her long legs, she went to the water room to get some water, and then stepped in.

Jiuli's desk was filled with a variety of snacks, which seemed to be given by these lovely classmates.

Qiao Ran passed by Jiuli's table, put the thermos cup in his hand over, put away his schoolbag, and then sat back in his seat.

"How are you?" Fang Hui still remembered that his face was paler than the paper on the wall yesterday. Why did it become even paler today?

"Fortunately, I'm not a porcelain doll, so you don't have to ask that," Jiuli was speechless, but she was lying on the table.

"You seem to be a little paler today than yesterday. Are you okay?" Fang Hui glanced at Qiao Ran cautiously, fearing that someone might hear her.

Without waiting for Jiuli to reply, Qiao Ran's face darkened. Why didn't he notice that Jiuli's face turned even paler? Could it be?

"No? I applied some whitening cream," Jiuli touched her face. She was already fair, how could it become even whiter?

"It seems to be very useful. It's much whiter than a few days ago." Fang Hui nodded. So that's how it is?

"Jiuli, where did you buy it?" Lin Jiamo put down her schoolbag and sat down. She only heard the word whitening cream and came over to ask.

"It's just some seven-white powder, it's nothing. Class is about to start, so hurry up and sit back down." Jiuli looked at her watch.

"Yeah." Lin Jiamo thought about buying some.

Ding Ling, Ding Ling, the math teacher came in as the bell rang, stood on the podium and began to distribute homework. Her face was dark and her eyes were full of anger. She got angry after she finished distributing the homework.

No one, including the math class representative, had not been scolded, but when they saw Jiuli, they smiled like flowers.

"I won't say more. I'll focus on the questions in these two classes." After letting out a sigh of relief, he felt much better and started writing on the blackboard.

The people below, who were originally a little unconvinced, lowered their heads slightly when they saw the scores on their test papers that were below the passing line. They wouldn't be the worst, right?

We only had five minutes to go to the toilet during the break, and there was no intention of stopping at all. To be honest, the questions this time were quite difficult, and not everyone could solve them.

"Drink some hot water. Look how pale your face is. Don't make me worry." Taking advantage of the five minutes, Qiao Ran gave Jiuli the kettle that was warm on the stove. He did it in a very open and aboveboard manner.

The math teacher just glanced at it and didn't care. After all, these two were his treasures. You know, young people of this age now have a rebellious mentality. The more they are not allowed to do something, the more they want to do it. It's not that he said it in the first place!

"I'll remember to drink it," Jiuli took it with a smile on her face.

"Just remember it," Qiao Ran put away the cold thermos.

I looked at the blackboard written by the math teacher attentively and wrote them down in the book one by one. After all, a good memory is not as good as a bad pen.

Chen Xun on the side said that he was speechless. Is this raising her like a daughter? Is he practicing in advance? But he also wanted to!