The host of fast travel, she always wants to be lazy

Chapter 11 Come here, I will teach you (11)

After school that day, Song Jiaran really took his schoolbag and went to the competition classroom early.

Qiao Rong also packed her schoolbag and was about to leave when Qi Mengmeng stopped her behind her.

"Rongrong, do you want tutoring?"

Qiao Rong turned around in surprise, and saw Qi Mengmeng standing with the study committee member.

Qi Mengmeng's cheeks were slightly flushed: "Gao Cheng will help me with tutoring later, do you want to come with us... You have empty the previous test papers."

Qiao Rong said happily, "Is it really possible?"

She did run into a few problems.

Although Song Jiaran said before that she would go to him if she had any problems, she couldn't disturb him now that he was so busy.

Qi Mengmeng nodded, then blinked at the study committee member.

The study committee member looked at her helplessly.

However, Qiao Rong didn't realize that he had become a huge light bulb. He sat down happily and took out his textbooks and test papers.

Qiuqiu: ...the host is really big-hearted.

Two hours passed in a flash.

After Qiu Rong roughly solved his problem, he found that it was already dark.

Qiao Rong turned her head and was about to talk to Qi Mengmeng, but found that she and the study committee were bumping heads to solve a problem.

The study committee member's voice was soft, as if he was afraid of scaring something, and Qi Mengmeng also looked a little shy.

Qiao Rong blinked: "... Qiuqiu, I always thought they were weird."

Qiuqiu thought to himself, you are finally aware of it.

Qiao Rong wondered: "Mengmeng blushes every time she is with the study committee member, and the study committee member is the same."

Qiuqiu: [...Of course the host, they are boyfriend and girlfriend. 】

Qiao Rong was slightly confused: "Boyfriend and boyfriend?"

Qiuqiu: [That's...]

Before he could finish speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by a crisp knock on the door.

Then, a cold voice came, as if mixed with a touch of anger.

"What are you doing?"

Several people turned their heads.

It was Song Jiaran.

He stood at the door of the back door of the classroom, holding a schoolbag in one hand, and kept knocking on the door with the other hand.

Song Jiaran narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the three of them, paused on the study committee member, and then shifted his gaze to Qiao Rong, with deep black eyes.

"Why don't you go home?"

He continued to ask.

Qi Mengmeng and the study committee members both looked at each other in confusion.

Qiao Rong paused and answered obediently: "I have a few questions that I don't understand, so I stayed to ask the study committee member."

As soon as he finished speaking, the expression on Song Jiaran's face suddenly became more grim. He seemed to have turned into a beast whose territory was threatened, exuding a dark aura.

Several people shivered in unison.

Song Jiaran walked over slowly, stood in front of Qiu Rong, lowered his head slightly, stared at Qiu Rong's expression with his dark eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Didn't I tell you to ask me if you have any questions?"

Qiao Rong was inexplicably guilty, licked his lips, and whispered: "...I'm afraid I'll disturb you..."

Competition is important after all.

And she encountered a lot of problems, big and small, if every one of them ran to find Song Jiaran, how much time would be wasted for him.

Song Jiaran didn't speak for a long time, but just stared at her with dim eyes.

Qiao Rong blinked her bright eyes and looked at him.

After a while, he suddenly sighed softly, as if compromising, and said slowly: "I won't disturb you."

After a pause, he leaned over, grabbed Qiao Rong's wrist, pulled her up, and walked out of the classroom: "Go home."

The two people in the classroom were left looking at each other in shock.

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Qiao Rong followed Song Jiaran step by step.

She looked at the boy's air-conditioned back, and asked Qiuqiu confusedly: "Is it because I didn't ask Song Jiaran a question so he is so angry?"

Qiuqiu didn't know how to tell the host.

Feelings should be guided slowly, you can't just say that the young master is jealous, right?

Qiuqiu hesitated and said: [...Probably, the host, you just need to remember to listen to the young master in the future. 】

Is it okay to be obedient?

Qiao Rong thought for a while, then shook the wrist that was being pulled: "Classmate Song."

Song Jiaran stopped, but did not let go. Instead, he turned to look at her and lightly opened his thin lips: "Call me by my name from now on."

Qiao Rong blinked, and obediently said, "Song Jiaran."

Song Jiaran paused for a moment, tilted his head slightly, took a breath, and replied lightly, "Yes."

Qiao Rong continued: "Song Jiaran, please don't be angry, I will be obedient in the future."

Song Jiaran froze for a moment, then tightened his grip on Qiao Rong's hand instantly, the light reflected in his eyes flickered slightly, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "From now on...be obedient?"

Qiao Rong nodded obediently: "Well, so don't be angry with me, okay?"

Song Jiaran's eyes were slightly lowered, his long eyelashes moved slightly, and after a while, he said softly: "I'm not angry with you."

Just mad at himself.

Qiao Rong was surprised: "Huh?"

Song Jiaran turned around and continued to pull her into the bicycle parking lot.

After finding his parking spot, he let go of her wrist and unlocked the bicycle while saying, "I won't go to the competition class anymore. You can come and ask me questions every day."

Qiao Rong was startled: "...Why? I don't have so many questions to ask."

Song Jiaran didn't explain anything, just said: "It doesn't matter, you can have as many questions as you like."

(End of this chapter)