Han Qiqing's expression dropped and she said gloomily, "I told my brother that I was heartbroken... and cried miserably. Of course, I was pretending. I obviously pretended very successfully. I even deceived myself." , but I always felt that he saw through me, that’s why he said he wanted to tutor me personally.”
Otherwise, her Bingshan brother has so many things to do every day, how can he have so much free time to give her personal tutoring lessons
Mu Xiaoxiao was embarrassed, "Why do you say you are broken in love... Could it be that your brother misunderstood you and thought you regressed only after you were in love?"
"As I said, I haven't regressed! I just haven't made progress!" Han Qiqing emphasized.
"Okay, okay, you haven't regressed, you just haven't made progress. Then how could you think of saying you were broken up?" Mu Xiaoxiao asked curiously.
Han Qiqing curled her lips, "Didn't Yin Shaojie tell me to pretend to be sick? So... I thought about lovelorn. Isn't lovelorn the biggest mental illness?"
Mu Xiaoxiao, "... Actually you can choose depression or something like that."
"It's useless to say anything now..." Han Qiqing sighed, burying her face in her small shoulders, twitching as if she was crying.
Mu Xiaoxiao patted her back comfortingly.
"Isn't I here? I'm here to help you find a solution."
Han Qiqing said movedly, "Xiao Xiao, you are so kind..."
As he spoke, he raised his head and kissed her cheek.
Mu Xiaoxiao smiled, pushed her and said, "Can you get up first? You are so heavy, it makes me uncomfortable."
Han Qiqing got up and lay on the other side of the bed.
"It seems that I can only avoid tutoring if I get sick..."
Mu Xiaoxiao was not as optimistic as she was, and said, "What if you get better? You still have to take extra classes. You can't be sick all the time, right?"
Han Qiqing was right when she thought about it, her little face became even more melancholy, "What should I do..."
Is there nothing we can do
"Don't worry, I will do my best to help you find a solution, but..." Mu Xiaoxiao paused, her face looking a little awkward.
"But what?" Han Qiqing turned to ask her.
"But you have to help me first!" Mu Xiaoxiao sat up, put her hand in her mouth and coughed.
"What can I help you with?" Han Qiqing asked doubtfully.
Besides, when Xiaoxiao was in trouble, when had she not helped her
There were two suspicious blushes on Mu Xiaoxiao's face. She grabbed the bag thrown aside, raised her head and glanced at the door, and asked, "Have you locked the door?"
"No." Han Qiqing shook her head, looking at her mysterious look, "What's in the bag?"
"You go and lock the door first!" Mu Xiaoxiao said.
"Oh." Han Qiqing got off the bed, walked over to lock the door, and then quickly jumped back on the bed, "What on earth is that?"
Her gossiping soul was on fire.
Mu Xiaoxiao licked her lips nervously and said, "I'm telling you, but you can't laugh."
Han Qiqing knelt on her knees, sitting on her feet, and said with a serious expression, "I promise not to laugh!"
"Well... Yin Shaojie and I are not..."
(End of chapter)