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

Chapter 7 Come here, I will teach you (7)

Since there were too many subjects, Song Jiaran spent the whole morning just helping Qiu Rong sort out the order of learning knowledge.

However, for Qiao Rong, who had never been exposed to these contents, it took a lot of energy just to do this.

Song Jiaran glanced at Qiao Rong who was leaning on the chair and was drowsy, and said with a hesitant tone: "How did you learn it before?"

He looked at the previous test papers that Qiao Rong had kept in his textbook, and he could basically pass the test, but just now she gave people a feeling of being blank.

Qiao Rong observed Song Jiaran's expression, pursed his lips, and said with some hesitation: "It seems that I suddenly fell asleep and woke up, and found that all the knowledge has been put into the trash can, and there is nothing left in my mind."

"..."

Song Jiaran looked at Qiao Rong's vague expression, but didn't say anything.

He hadn't noticed her before.

I didn't even know there was such a person in the class.

It seems that it was from that morning that I really got to know her.

So I don’t know what she was like before.

Song Jiaran was silent for a moment, stood up and said, "Take a rest, let's have lunch first."

lunch……

Qiao Rong blinked and said happily, "Shall we order takeaway?"

Qiao Rong also recently learned that there is no need to go to the store to buy milk tea when you want to drink it.

On Qi Mengmeng's recommendation, she downloaded a number of takeout apps, and they had almost all kinds of delicious food.

Sometimes Qiao Rong really wanted to order a lot at once.

Unfortunately, the appetite is limited.

Qiao Rong rubbed her belly with some pity.

Song Jiaran frowned slightly, and glanced at Qiao Rong with shining eyes: "Takeaway is not healthy."

After a pause, he continued: "I'll do it for you."

Qiao Rong suddenly felt flattered.

"Qiaoqiu, I can actually eat the food cooked by the young master!"

Qiuqiu just wanted to speak.

Qiao Rong suddenly thought of something again.

"But... the young master's house doesn't seem to be short of money, why do you cook for yourself?"

And... where did his family go?
Such a large house does not seem like a place for only one person to live in.

Qiuqiu: [Host, you can ask! 】

Qiao Rong: "But we don't know each other very well. If the young master's privacy is encountered, he will be even more unwilling to be friends with me."

Qiuqiu: [It makes sense...]

One person, one system is silent.

Qiao Rong was discussing with Qiuqiu when suddenly a shadow fell in front of him.

Just as Qiao Rong was about to raise his head, someone patted his head lightly, and Song Jiaran's cold voice fell on his ears.

"What are you dazed for?"

"Well……"

Qiao Rong shook his head, looked at Song Jiaran who was close at hand, and saw that he was about to go out, a little strange.

"Aren't we going to eat?"

Song Jiaran paused, and said, "Well, let's go to the supermarket first... There is no food at home."

He walked forward without looking back: "Follow."

Qiao Rong looked at Song Jiaran as if in a hurry, and blinked.

After entering the supermarket, Qiu Rong pushed a small shopping cart under Song Jiaran's command and followed him step by step.

Song Jiaran picked the vegetables very skillfully, as if he had done it thousands of times.

Qiao Rong watched his slender fingers stroke the vegetables, and suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

She still couldn't help but ask: "Classmate Song, do you usually cook by yourself?"

Song Jiaran paused for a moment without looking back, then continued to choose vegetables, and said calmly, "Yes."

Qiao Rong blinked, a little curious.

Just when Qiao Rong thought the topic was over, Song Jiaran said again: "I am the only one in the family, so I can only cook by myself."

Qiao Rong was slightly silent, watching his back.

Qiao Rong thought for a while, and suddenly came up with an idea: "Student Song, I can learn how to cook, and I will cook for you in the future, okay?"

This can not only make the young master not so tired, but also pay close attention to the young master's life.

This way you don't have to be friends to complete the task.

Well, that's pretty witty.

Qiao Rong silently nodded.

"..."

Song Jiaran stopped moving his hands, and after a long while, he suddenly turned his head and stared straight at Qiao Rong, his eyes were slightly dim, and there seemed to be something about to burst out of them, and his voice was astringent: "...you know what you are doing say what?"

Qiao Rong looked at him, was a little frightened, paused, and said affirmatively, "I know."

"……why?"

why?
"Well……"

The real reason cannot be said.

Qiao Rong thought for a while, and felt that Song Jiaran might also be the type who doesn't get rewarded for nothing, so she found a reason for herself: "...you helped me with tutoring, and I'll cook for you. This is called reciprocity."

Song Jiaran looked at her with enigmatic eyes.

After a while, he suddenly smiled with unknown meaning, and his slender eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the emotion in his eyes: "...will you do it for me in the future?"

Qiao Rong nodded blankly: "Yeah."

He observed her expression, paused, then slightly bent his lips: "That's what you said."

Seeing his sudden smile, Qiao Rong felt a little dizzy: "Hmm..."

Song Jiaran put the selected vegetables into the shopping cart, then raised his hand slightly, his knuckle fingers lightly brushed her bangs that were missing a corner, bringing a tingling itch.

Qiao Rong blinked.

He turned around: "Let's go."

Qiao Rong touched the corner of her bangs and wondered, "Qiuqiu, why does Song Jiaran look a little weird..."

Ball is silent.

Silly host, you are about to sell yourself, do you know that?

(End of this chapter)