[R18] 夫人你馬甲又掉了 – “Madam, Your Vest Has Fallen Off Again” Chapter 29 [English]

029 The tip of my heart seems to be touched by something

The pen in Cheng Juan’s hand hit the table.

The person who just told Lu Zhaoying to stop being excited is now losing his temper.

Mr. Cheng took the pen aside as if nothing had happened, reached out and took a cigarette in his hand, without lighting it. When his whole body calmed down, his brows and eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of smoke, like a Jiangnan landscape painting.

He raised his chin, “Are you sure? He doesn’t seem to be that enthusiastic.”

“He was paralyzed and investigated. He also specially investigated a case involving the disappearance of seven college students three months ago. The traces left are very similar.” Lu Zhaoying also felt evil. He still rested his hand on the keyboard and looked sideways at Cheng Juan, “The person who can suppress the Black Hawk head-on, I also think he is like that Q. You really don’t recognize him?”

Cheng Juan turned the lighter in his hand and saw the little girl walking slowly through the door.

Her cheeks were abnormally red, which made her complexion even more pale. She walked without any energy. It was quite hot outside, but she pulled her collar up to the top.

The ends of his eyes were dyed red, making him look a little sleepy, and he was no longer so inaccessible.

She was always a little cold on weekdays, with a sullen look on her face, but suddenly she felt soft. Cheng Juan chewed on his cigarette and said nothing more.

Lu Zhaoying also saw Qin Ran, he closed the computer and stopped talking.

Qinran knew what they were talking about before, so she avoided her now, but she didn’t care, especially now that she was feeling dizzy.

She went to see what was in the kitchen first.

Cheng Juan put away the documents, reached out and knocked on the table, his voice unemotional, “Are you sick?”

“Well,” Qin Ran rolled up her sleeves casually and walked into the kitchen slowly, her voice a little weak, “A little bit.”

“Qin Xiaoran, why are you sick? Come on, take a rest and I’ll take your temperature.” Lu Zhaoying stood up immediately and asked Qin Ran to sit down.

Go get the thermometer and let Qin Ran measure it.

“What’s the matter? I took medicine in the morning and I’ll cook first.” The voice was careless.

Yes, the society girl is still so cool.

“No…” Lu Zhaoying scratched his head.

“Why are you trying so hard when you’re sick? You sit down first.” Cheng Juan stood up and moved aside to take his seat on the sofa. He looked a little uncomfortable, “Lu Zhaoying, call Enyu to deliver food.”

Lu Zhaoying was a little surprised when she saw Cheng Juan move away from the sofa, but she still picked up her phone to make a call.

“Don’t go to the cafeteria,” Cheng Juan took the thermometer and handed it to Qinran, “There are too many people, so take the temperature first.”

Qin Ran really didn’t take the fever seriously, and it wasn’t like she was missing an arm or a leg.

She took the thermometer and measured it, 39 degrees 5.

Cheng Juan frowned tightly, mixed the potion and gave her an injection, and poured a glass of warm water over. People who were sick and had a cold had a bitter taste in their mouths, so he put a little bit of rock sugar in it.

The sofa was very comfortable. She drank the sweet water. Cheng Juan was flipping through the document bag beside her. His voice was very soft. Qinran felt a little sleepy.

There was a long breathing sound from his side.

Cheng Juan put down the document and looked at her sideways with some confusion. Perhaps because of illness, the aggressive energy in her body was gone. Her eyelashes fell down, and a blue-gray shadow fell under her eyes. She was very thin, and because she didn’t want to disturb him, she only had a small ball on the sofa.

The hand placed on the edge of the sofa was bone-thin and white, and the place where the needle was inserted was green.

He looked at it for a while, and his heart seemed to be touched by something.

It was rare for Qin Ran to sleep so well. When she got up again, the dialysis injection was finished, the noon self-study was almost over, and the porridge was warm in the pot.

Lu Zhaoying helped a student get the medicine.

I saw her taking the porridge and sitting at the dining table eating it. I tilted my head and asked her, “Do you want me to ask for a day off for you?”

“No need,” Qin Ran shook her head and smiled again, still casual and casual, but her eyebrows lacked the sharpness she had when she faced them before: “Thank you for today.”

Cheng Juan frowned and looked at her. He wanted to let her stay and rest for the afternoon, but he had no position.

After the others left, he put down the documents and finally lit up the cigarette from before.

Mr. Cheng was irritable.

Lu Zhaoying looked at he thoughtfully for a while, then touched his chin.

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Qinran’s recovery ability was good. Her fever subsided in the afternoon and she was still a little weak, but she was much better than in the morning.

“12 points for physics and 18 points for chemistry,” Lin Siran helped Qin Ran get the paper, “Ranran, you are so amazing!”

Rounded off, it passed.

Qin Ran looked at Lin Siran: “…”

English papers were distributed in the last class.

Xu Yaoguang didn’t leave immediately. He watched Qiao Sheng go to find Qin Ran and didn’t stop him. His eyebrows were still cold, but the corner of his eye was focused on Qiao Sheng.

“Has the fever gone?” Qiao Sheng frowned slightly, “Why don’t you ask for leave?”

Qin Ran nodded, put the book away, and sniffed again, “It’s almost done.”

“Pay attention to rest and drink more hot water.” Qiao Sheng thought for a while, returned to his seat, took out a can of lollipops from the hole in the table, knocked it on Qinran’s table, raised his eyebrows, “Eat it.”

Outside the door of Class Nine, Qin Yu had already arrived. She, who was waiting for Xu Yaoguang and Qiao Sheng, was stunned when she saw this scene.

She turned her head and didn’t look at Qin Ran.

But he couldn’t help it, and glanced at Qinran’s place again. Qiao Sheng always had the temper of a young man, and he was careless when talking to her. It was rare for him to be so soft-spoken.

Not a moment later.

Qiao Sheng threw the bag behind his back and followed Xu Yaoguang out.

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was indeed a joke, “Mr. Xu, Qin Ran’s English has improved this time, 30 points!”

At 30 minutes, Xu Yaoguang frowned slightly, was he really overthinking?

“30 minutes?”

“Yes, she has made a lot of progress. She scored zero points last time.” Qiao Sheng put his hands in his pockets.

Qin Yu glanced at Xu Yaoguang’s still indifferent expression, smiled, and stopped talking.

Feeling relieved.

The three of them are all popular figures in the school. No matter which one of them appears on the street, they can make the students whisper to each other, let alone all three together.

Some students can even stay at the bottom of the stairs and wait for the three of them to come out together.

Freshman class five.

“Mu Ying, let’s go together.” Mu Ying’s deskmate is a lively girl with a ponytail. I heard that she was promoted directly to the junior high school. Her name is Li Yuhan.

Both are day students.

Li Yuhan was familiar with her, and she held Mu Ying’s arm.

New students came today. As soon as school was over, the streets on campus were full of people.

There was some commotion ahead.

Looking from a distance, the person causing the commotion was a group of three people. She was not wearing a school uniform, but was wearing a light-colored dress. There were two boys beside her, both of whom had outstanding looks.

“Ah ah ah, Mu Ying, look, that cool-looking boy is our school’s top student, senior year high school student Xu Yaoguang! The other boy who looks a bit naughty is Qiao Sheng, you know Qiao, he is Qiao’s son!” Li Yuhan pinched Mu Ying excitedly, “The girl next to us, do you know who it is?”

“I know, she is the beauty of No. 1 Middle School…” Mu Ying looked at Qin Yu who was being watched by everyone with envy, and then looked at the outstanding boy next to her with mixed emotions.

“Pfft, what kind of school beauty? What era are you hearing from?” Li Yuhan rarely looked away slightly, “Don’t you know, the school beauty of No. 1 Middle School has changed since the beginning of her senior year this year?”

“The school beauty has changed?” Mu Ying only knew the news about the summer vacation, and asked in shock, “Who has changed?”