Little Fairy Who Reborn As School Grass Boss

Chapter 42: pets until

Qin Junnian pursed his thin lips and reacted.

His eyebrows moved, and the tip of his eyes looked red, "So you can't eat spicy food?"

Qin Junnian's voice was slightly cold, and Rumo's eyes had a deep, rotating light.

it seems like it can swallow people into it.

Song Xiyue's heart throbbed, she felt reborn, and she couldn't understand Qin Junnian's character and temper.

He thought, is he angry?

Song Xiyue wanted to lie and say that she could eat spicy food.

But facing Qin Junnian's eyes, he couldn't lie.

Every lie, he refused to tell her.

He can fool anyone, but he can't fool him. He can't lie or well-meaning lies.

"I……"

Song Xiyue did not know what to say.

Qin Junnian had a bloodthirsty aura restrained in his heart.

"I thought I could eat spicy food, I didn't know I couldn't eat spicy food."

In his last life, he drank and fought later, flipping through his stomach and breaking his stomach, so he could not eat the irritating food.

But after returning to this life, his stomach was fine.

He can't eat spicy food, doesn't mean he has a problem with his stomach.

It was due to the physical problems of his previous life.

Song Xiyue's expression changed, and she asked, "Doctor Li, is there a problem with my body? Is my stomach serious?"

"It's not serious, it's just mild inflammation, take a two-day bottle, go back and take medicine, watch your daily diet, and there won't be any problems."

Song Xiyue nodded

"Don't eat spicy food in the future." Qin Junnian.

"I know." Song Xiyue stuck out her tongue silently.

"Well." yeah." Qin Junnian looked arrogant.

This child, he knew it, had a kind and gentle heart, and was most sympathetic and righteous.

Qin Junnian seemed to think of something, his face changed, and he did not speak anymore.

Then, she accompanied Song Xiyue to play the hanging bottle.

Until late at night, Song Xiyue was worried that her grandmother was worried about her when she saw that her face was not very good.

giving Qin Junnian a sachet in his hand, "This is a sachet for your grandmother, this is my little gift."

Song Xiyue did not say that it was good for the heart.

After , Qin Junnian asked the driver to bring him back.

After Song Xiyue returned, she heaved a sigh of relief, reached out her hand to take her own pulse, and found that it was only a small digestive matter, nothing serious.

Tomorrow, he won't play hanging bottles, he'll just make medicine for himself.

In the hospital earlier, he did not want to reveal too many of his secrets.

…

The next day, Song Xiyue went to school

As soon as I entered the classroom, the students chatted with each other about grades.

"The exam came out yesterday. The teacher will announce the results and rankings as soon as the teacher enters the classroom."

"The grades and ranks are the key classes of the upper classes, and have nothing to do with our 19th class."

"No problem, it's second place. My father said, I have to pass the exam, or I'll cut my living expenses this time."

"My branded bag, my mom said that I had improved in the exam, so I bought a branded bag."

…

Most of the 19th grade were second-generation rich, and their families had certain backgrounds. They originally came to school to get along, and it didn't matter to them whether they had grades or not.

Many families would arrange to go abroad after graduating from high school, or they would spend money to go to noble universities.

However, their families also have a requirement for grades, and they should always increase.

They will work harder on the working day.

Jian Ningning looked at Song Xiyue and said, "Xiyue, aren't you nervous?"