The cold and ruthless school bully's school god, Xiaojiaofu

Secretary Yu is back.

At the end of this summer vacation, when I got home, I found that my son was not at home. The house was not chaotic. I guess it was cleaned up by the side scene. I picked up the landline to call my son, and it took a long time to answer it.

"Hello~"

Secretary Yu asked, "Son, where are you?"

Xie Ting just woke up, glanced at the number, it was the landline at home, and realized that his mother had returned: "It's here with Brother Jing."

Secretary Yu: "Xiao Jing's house?"

Ting: "Yes."

Secretary Yu: "That's just right, why don't you bring him back, Mom has an appointment with a psychologist at three o'clock in the afternoon."

Xie Ting was still in a daze, lying beside him during his lunch break, and asked, "What psychiatrist?"

"Last time you told your mother that Xiao Jing had some mental problems. Mom was worried and made an appointment with a doctor you know well. Don't worry, this doctor has a good reputation and will never leak secrets. Psychological problems must be taken seriously, and you can't be careless. Be good, take Xiaojing home this afternoon." Secretary Yu was still thinking about this even when he was on a business trip.

The Zhanning City Education Bureau plans every year to train one to three high school students from major high schools to sprint to Qingbei. This is also the best answer sheet for the city's education chapter.

Last year's Qingbei Miaozi, the mayor's son, failed the exam, which reduced Secretary Yu's achievements for a year. This year, she focused on her son and Qingbei Miaozi.

If she doesn't get admitted to two college students from Qingbei this year, she won't be able to hand in the paper.

"Oh, okay, let me ask Brother Jing."

"Okay, Mom is waiting for your call."

After Xie Ting hung up the phone, he pushed Bianjing beside him. These days, he lived in Bianjing's rented house and never went back to his home. He didn't even know that his mother was back.

"Hey, Brother Jing..."

Bian Jing was woken up by him, Difficulty opened his eyes, glanced at the time, it was two o'clock: "What's wrong?"

As usual, Xie Ting didn't like to wear tops, especially in the high heat and heat season at the end of July. These days, his upper body was naked all day long, even when he was sleeping.

If it wasn't for the hindrance from the background, Xie Ting would have taken off his clothes and slept as usual in his house.

At this moment, Xie Ting was supporting the bed with his hands, the thin back covering the two people slid down to his waist, and his upper body was naked in front of the side scene.

"My mother brought the psychiatrist back and asked you to go back with me." Xie Ting looked at him.

The air conditioner is not turned on in the side view, only the draft on the balcony is blowing slowly, sweating from sleeping in the dog days.

Needless to say he was so cold, Xie Ting's chest, the shallow grooves were covered with sweat.

In the past few days, Bian Jing was stimulated by the pictures of beautiful men and went up and down, down and up again. In order to avoid getting into trouble again, he got up to wash his face, and asked as he walked, "Why did Auntie bring the psychiatrist back?"

"And why do you want to take me back?"

After waking up, his mind is always dull. After the cold water rushed to his face and wiped off the water droplets on his face with a towel, Bian Jing finally realized that Xie Ting told Secretary Yu a little lie in order to take care of him.

"Fuck?" Bian Jing looked at Xie Ting who was lying on the bed.

"Is there really a psychiatrist?"

Xie Ting found a T-shirt on the bed, went to the washstand and took a basin of water to wash his face. When he raised his head, the water drops fell down, and he had a handsome face on his face to be served by others: "Yeah, I didn't expect her to treat her well." It’s so caring.”

Bian Jing has gotten used to serving him these few days, so he took a dry face towel to wipe off the water droplets on his face: "Then what should I do? I'm not sick, doesn't this reveal my secret?"

Xie Ting also didn't expect that there would be a follow-up to the lie he told at the beginning.

"Or, if you say you don't want to go, I'll call my mother right away." Xie Ting suggested.

Bian Jing stopped him from picking up his cell phone: "Hey, don't tell a lie, and tell a thousand lies to make up the first lie, aren't you tired?"

Xie Ting looked at him and asked, "Then what do you say?"

Bian Jing frowned: "Go back to Auntie first and say we'll go back right away, I'll figure out the rest."

Xie Ting pursed his lips and relaxed, pursed his lips and relaxed, thinking that it would be the worst thing for him to act like a baby, his mother loves him the most.

It's a terrible thing for a macho to act like a baby, and it's also a thing that ruins the image. Xie Ting will never do such a thing until the last step.

Hope Bianjing can keep his image.

Back in the two small bungalows, Secretary Yu had already changed into her home attire. She was dressed in a relaxed and gentle dress, which was very different from the professional suit she met last time. The side scene came to her and said, "Hello, Auntie."

Secretary Yu smiled at him, observed the surrounding scene carefully, and replied, "Xiao Jing is good, how are you feeling recently?"

Side view: "Very good."

Secretary Yu asked him to sit on the sofa, and said with a smile, "Has Xie Ting bothered you this summer? How is your foot? Are you ready?"

"It's okay, it's okay."

Xie Ting interrupted: "Mom, why don't you care about your son? Your son's mental health is also very important."

"Your mother knows best about your psychology. She is too healthy to be healthy." Secretary Yu said.

Bian Jing didn't know how to refuse other people's kindness, and was about to tell Secretary Yu that he didn't have depression when the doorbell rang.

Secretary Yu glanced at his watch and said, "The doctor is quite punctual. He said three o'clock is three o'clock. My son will open the door."

Afraid that Bianjing would feel burdened, Secretary Yu took advantage of the doctor's absence and comforted him: "Just chatting with the doctor, don't be nervous, Auntie and Xie Ting are here, don't be afraid, ah."

After speaking, he patted Bian Jing's hand, signaling him not to be anxious.

Bian Jing pursed his lips and said nothing.

This psychiatrist must be seen.