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

Chapter 15 Come here, I will teach you (15)

For several weeks, Qiao Rong and Song Jiaran came to school together.

Then, after school, Song Jiaran took him home under the pretext of tutoring.

During the period, both the students in this class and those in other classes tentatively asked about the relationship between Qiao Rong and Song Jiaran, but Song Jiaran and Qiao Rong didn't respond as if they had nothing to do with them.

As a result, gossip and speculation about their relationship gradually spread throughout the school.

After school this day, Song Jiaran was going to the dean's office to pick up a new book of competition questions, so he asked Qiao Rong to wait for him in the classroom.

Qiao Rong sat obediently in her seat, lowering her head and thinking.

In fact, she has been a little cautious these days.

It was she who said before that she would cook for Song Jiaran, but she has been studying during this time and has no time to learn how to cook with Mother Qiao.

Therefore, when making up classes in the evening, Song Jiaran always cooked dinner, while Qiu Rong was only responsible for eating.

After eating for a few nights, Qiao Rong began to worry that Song Jiaran thought she was just lying before, although he never mentioned it, as if he had forgotten it.

Qiao Rong felt that Song Jiaran could not continue to cook, otherwise she would have no reason to stay by Song Jiaran's side in the future.

After Qiao's mother found out that she was tutoring at a nearby classmate's house, she suggested that she take her classmate to her house for dinner.

Qiao Rong thinks it makes sense, after all, the nanny's skills are also very good.

So the night before yesterday, Qiao Rong enthusiastically invited Song Jiaran to have dinner at her house.

After looking at her for a while, Song Jiaran flatly refused. The reason was that the tutoring time was limited, and it was too time-consuming to go back and forth.

So Qiao Rong silently swallowed back the words "making dinner is a waste of time".

Now seeing that his understanding and mastery of knowledge has become deeper and deeper, Qiao Rong feels that it is time to put learning to cook back on the agenda.

Just as he was thinking, a series of footsteps suddenly came from the front of the classroom.

At this time, the students in the classroom have almost left, and there are only three or two students who are discussing the topic softly, so the footsteps become very obvious.

Qiao Rong raised his head and looked over.

It's a somewhat familiar girl.

The girl raised her face slightly, walked up to Qiao Rong's desk, and said proudly, "Are you the one who made Song Jiaran give up participating in the competition class?"

Qiao Rong frowned slightly: "Who are you?"

Hearing this, An Yan felt as if she was suddenly stimulated, her gaze swept over her face, and then her breath was slightly suffocated.

The girl in front of her has a fair complexion, a pair of bright almond eyes that are black and white, clean and clear, a small nose, and bright red lips that seem to be smiling slightly by nature. Want to soften your heart.

She could even imagine how breathtaking the light flowing from those eyes would be when they smiled.

An Yan's expression twisted slightly.

Why did she never know that there was such a girl in the next class before.

If Song Jiaran was really seduced by her...

no, I can not.

Song Jiaran was never someone who would be fooled by beauty, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to get close to him for such a long time.

An Yan calmed down for a while, then showed that proud expression, and sneered slightly: "I am An Yan."

An Yan?

Qiao Rong seemed to have some impressions.

Is that... the school belle?
Qiao Rong looked at the ugly expression on her face, and didn't quite understand why she became the school belle.

Qiao Rong asked, "May I ask what you want?"

An Yan said sarcastically: "Of course there is something, I'm here to advise you to stay away from Song Jiaran."

Qiao Rong frowned: "Why? Does this have anything to do with you?"

An Yan said with some jealousy: "Of course it does. Do you know that you are about to ruin Song Jiaran's future? Only he and I will participate in this year's math competition in the second grade of our school, and he didn't participate in the competition because of you." Ben, can you afford the aftermath?"

(End of this chapter)