"...... I, I'm dressed."

The body is weak and delicate22

"Skirt?"

"What dress?"

"What did you buy the dress for?"

Song Qie panicked when she heard this, her ears reddening, "There's no such thing as a dress."

Lu Beihuai's movements froze, his inner thoughts came to an abrupt end, and when he raised his eyes at the sound of the voice, he realized that behind Song Qie stood the three guys he hated the most, and when he looked at them, his face instantly sank.

We said we'd come to dress him up in a little dress. Why did you bring these guys?

Xie Jingchu saw Lu Beihuai's naked body and so many wounds on his body, and frowned, was he beaten up?

And then lament that this guy even has muscles, but why take off his shirt, is this a deliberate attempt to show Song Qie?

He slammed the basketball into the floor, slapped it twice, pushed it with his palm, and casually tossed it, rolling the signed basketball to Lu Beihuai's feet.

"Lu Beihuai, this is an apology for you." Xie Jingchu met Lu Beihuai's eyes and faced the invisible sense of oppression, lightly raised her eyebrows and smiled brightly, "I'm sorry for what happened before."

Zhou Ming and Shen Tingsi also raised the paper bags in their hands and put them on a nearby cabinet, apologizing as Xie Jingchu did.

But it really doesn't hurt.

Song Qie gave the three of them a frown, "Seriously apologize."

Xie Jingchu 'tsked', "Where am I not serious."

Song Qie noticed that Lu Beihuai's face was getting more and more ugly, his back tightened, and he hurriedly tugged at Zhou Ming next to him, and softly begged, "Zhou Ming, can you take the lead again?"

Zhou Ming nodded absently, "Yes." He glanced at Xie Jingchu and Shen Tingsi , moving his jaw before looking to Lu Beihuai : "I'm sorry."

The other two will just follow.

Song Qie: "......"

Might as well not say it, it's as good as saying it as if you could get into a fight next.

He glanced at Lu Beihuai, the man's face was completely black, and oooh got even more scared.

But he still forced himself to be calm, he couldn't let this atmosphere become tense, after all, his intention was to get Lu Beihuai to let go of this matter, even if he couldn't let go of it, he still had to ease up a little bit, at least their attitude should be sincere.

At least compared to Lu Beihuai, these three are good-tempered.

"That ...... have you taken your medicine?" Song Qie hurriedly changed the topic to ease the atmosphere.

Lu Beihuai took the black t-shirt on the sofa, put it on without expression, straightened the hem of the shirt after pulling on his head, and looked at Song Qie: "You didn't feed me how to eat?"

"Lu Beihuai!" Xie Jingchu couldn't stand it anymore and chided out, "Who do you think you are, who do you command?"

Zhou Ming and Shen Tingsi, who were beside him, also changed their faces, completely not expecting Lu Beihuai to dare to say so now.

Lu Beihuai, oblivious, picks up a glass of water on the coffee table.

Song Qie hurriedly hugged Xie Jingchu's raised arm, signaling him to calm down, "It's fine, it's fine, I should."

He turned and walked over to the table, seeing that the medicine bag was untouched for lunch except for the morning meal. Wanted to speak, but thought better of it, couldn't mess with Lu Beihuai.

Put the anti-inflammatory medicine you want to take on the lid and walk to Lu Beihuai.

"Now eat."

Lu Beihuai looked up at Song Qie, and swept his eyes at the trio in the doorway's way, he dropped his eyes back to the medicine in Song Qie's hand, "Come over here and feed me."

"Lu Beihuai!!!"

Song Qie saw behind him Xie Jingchu are going to blow up, forehead protruding, I should have known not to bring these three fried hair, but also said to come to apologize, and now I am afraid to mess up his plans.

He took a deep breath and poured the medicine from the lid into his hand before handing one to Lu Beihuai, "Open your mouth."

The old window had no curtains and was facing the setting sun, the afterglow of the evening sun was fading, pouring faintly into the room, falling on the teenager who was feeding the medicine, this quiet and well-behaved appearance reflected in the bottom of the deep eyes.

The reflection of the seated figure sitting on the sofa, the cast of the three figures in the doorway, the shadows were infinitely elongated, as if they were being spread over the smudged figure of the drug-feeding teenager, creating a sense of envelopment in a subtle confrontation.

Lu Beihuai took the looks, which were on the verge of moving, with aloofness, and gripped Song Qie's wrist, pulling him between his legs and lending him a hand to pour the two pills into his mouth.

This intangible provocation is no less than the last shot.

"Song Qie, come here." Zhou Ming said.

Song Qie put her hand away, looked back, and shook her head gently towards the three of them, "We're here to apologize."

Oh my God, guys, believe him, don't mess with Lu Beihuai, or you'll lose your money later.

"Come here." Zhou Ming coldly stretched out his hand towards Song Qie.

Song Qie was about to speak when he felt Lu Beihuai's hand suddenly loosen, and he froze for a moment, meeting the man's gaze, his spine subconsciously stiffening in fear as he hastily pulled his hand up and clasped it back into his own.

"You go over." Lu Beihuai sounded flat and released his hand again.

Seeing him let go of himself, Song Qie simply took the initiative to grab him and looked towards Zhou Ming and the three of them, "Come over here, the five of us will have a good talk."

Lu Beihuai stared at the hand that held his own again.

See, especially like him.

It's all turned toward him.

In five minutes--

There were four tall male high school students sitting around the narrow living room, each with arms and legs so long that the little red rubber stools didn't seem big enough to sit on, and the only small one, a small one, was fidgeting on the couch.

"Let me state up front that this is a sign of friendship." Song Qie weakly raised her hand and looked around at the four people in front of her, her gaze landing on Lu Beihuai, "I meant what I said before about not bullying you anymore and apologizing to you for what I did in the past."

After saying that, he looked towards Zhou Ming and the three of them.

Zhou Ming is silent.

Shen Tingsi avoids it.

Xie Jingchu, on the other hand, frowned with a puzzled expression, "Song Qie, I know it's true that he saved you, but is there a need for this? Isn't an apology enough, we've taken the gift and apologized, isn't that enough?"

"If I hadn't led you to bully Lu Beihuai, you wouldn't have had such an attitude, so it's my responsibility to take the lead and apologize to Lu Beihuai for what I did."

The teenager sitting on the sofa put his hands on his knees, lowered his eyes and made the most sincere gesture of apology, also because of nervousness his voice was slightly trembling, and even the roots of his white ears were red.

"If Lu Beihuai hadn't saved me ......" Song Qie slowly raised her eyes to Lu Beihuai : "I might have died."

And also because Lu Beihuai is alive.

Perhaps the cause and effect of this cannot be proved scientifically, but he has indeed been given a second life, so that if "Song Qie" has committed any more crimes in the past, he can also take advantage of this second life to nip the tragedy in the bud before it happens.

"Beihuai, I apologize again for what I did to you in the past, and until you forgive me, I'm willing to make it up to you, as long as it's not something that breaks moral boundaries and breaks the law."

Zhou Ming looked at Song Qie in dismay, was the eye expression that serious.

Song Qie naturally knew that the three adults beside him were well-born and high-minded and didn't see this behavior as a form of bullying, but he was already twenty-three years old as a person whose mental age was already twenty-three years old, not to mention mastering the future of the plot.

Even if you can't change them, at least a little is a little.

He wanted to live. That would be an ugly way to die.

"Zhou Ming, Shen Tingsi, Xie Jingchu, let me also make it clear to you guys up front that if you still realize that it's okay to be like that in the past, to have fun, and to target Lu Beihuai for teasing him, then I think we might have to think about whether or not we can still be friends."

Lu Beihuai's gaze moved with the hand that gripped the pants on his knee, his translucent white knuckles seemed to be clenched tightly from nervousness, his blood faded white, and finally landed on that look of almost crying out.

Even while holding back nervous sobs to say the words.

And you say you don't like him, you've gone this far for him.

"If you guys think I'm wrong, that's fine." Song Qie moved her foot to the side in a small step, in a direction close to Lu Beihuai, stole a glance at the man, realized that he didn't have much of an expression on his face, took a deep breath, and summoned up the courage to say:

"I'm stuck with Lu Beihuai anyway."

That's right, that's the way it has to be. It's always right to hug the big guy first.

Zhou Ming Shen Tingsi Xie Jingchu : "......?" Wait, how does this sentence feel ...... so wrong?

The three of them looked at each other, and a very absurd thought popped up in unison.

"Song Qie, you shouldn't be ......" Zhou Ming looked at Song Qie incredulously : "g......? "

Song Qie: "?"

Xie Jingchu seemed to be stimulated, the whole person jumped up, anxiously jerking his hair, pointing at Song Qie, but wanted to say something but was afraid of hurting someone, raised his hand and put it down.

Shen Tingsi, with a subtle and complex expression, looked at Lu Beihuai and then at Song Qie: "Song Song, are you for real?"

Song Qie saw the three of them reacting so exaggeratedly, and he himself was stunned, did he say anything wrong? Hearing Shen Tingsi ask this question and glancing at Lu Beihuai, he immediately took a stand:

"I'm not playing, I'm serious."

He also raised his hand towards Lu Beihuai and swore that he wanted to be friends with someone.

Zhou Ming Shen Tingsi Xie Jingchu : "......"

So thought face instantly sank down, like who not good like Lu Beihuai this heart man?

Lu Beihuai look calm, eyelids lowered between the subtle, lightly raised eyebrows.

Let's just say that Song Qie is completely in love with him.

Love is deep.

Song Qie Where do they know that they think so complicated, see them so silent thought it was a temporary easing of the atmosphere, he was relaxed, he stood up, lightly shaking his arm and laughed:

"Since we're sitting down on a rare occasion, should we do the sets first?"

What a great way to promote mutual friendship in learning! He's also not afraid of embarrassment!

"......"

Song Qie saw the three of them with a 'do you see me wanting to do it' expression, and then looked at Lu Beihuai : "What about you, do you want to do it?"

--What about you, do you do it or not?

Let's just say that the word is all that comes to mind for teenagers who are in the throes of a passionate love affair.

Xie Jingchu was the first to blow up, he slammed the table and looked at Song Qie: "Why just look at Lu Beihuai and ask, didn't you ask if we wanted to do it together?"

Song Qie Originally still smiling, was suddenly such a roar, heartbeat suddenly accelerated, face brake a white: "...... I, I asked if I want to do questions together ah."

This loud voice is really convincing, ears are going to break.

He subconsciously touched his heart.

Just then, the wrist of the other hand was suddenly gripped, and the whole person was pulled back a bit, and when he came back to his senses he was already sitting on the sofa.

"It's all about normal hearing, why talk so loud." Lu Beihuai let go of his hand, stood up from the small bench, picked up the glass on the coffee table and walked to the kitchen, "Xie Jingchu, are you unable to hear yourself speak?"

There was a hint of displeasure hidden in those cloudy words.

Xie Jingchu was ready to explode again, but was held down by Shen Tingsi, who pointed to Song Qie next to him, and realizing that his voice had scared him, he was upset and annoyed at the same time.

"Shit! Lu Beihuai, you're so fucking arrogant!"

Song Qie froze and looked at Lu Beihuai's back as he walked into the kitchen, lowered his head, looked at his wrist that had just been touched, and then raised his eyes to see Lu Beihuai handing over a glass of water.

This mug ......

Appearance.

Drink over.

He hesitantly held out his hand, and was about to take it when he saw Lu Beihuai's hand duck back a little, and raised his eyes suspiciously.

"This is a clean cup, if you don't like it, don't drink it." Lu Beihuai put the cup on the coffee table next to him, and then walked into the kitchen, "My family is poor, there is nothing to entertain you, if you don't mind, we will have instant noodles tonight."

Song Qie though stood up in a hurry, "I'll eat I'll eat, do you need me to help you?"

He walked into the kitchen, thinking of giving Lu Beihuai a hand.

Xie Jingchu The three of them saw Song Qie go in and followed him.

In this way, a narrow kitchen, stood four tall, small only that slinky slit, for these rich kids ten fingers do not dip the existence of spring water, the kitchen have not entered, life experience all rely on the home.

One or two poked their heads in, both crowding around the stovetop to cook the pasta.

Lu Beihuai stands in front of the stove, his black T-shirt loose and his broad shoulders slumped slightly, holding a spatula in one hand to stir the noodles he has just put down, the other hand in his pocket.

His eyebrows were already born hard and cold, and he looked somber when he stared slightly, as if the noisy voices of these few behind him were upsetting him.

The sound of the gas stove fire "crackling", the voice behind the exclamation of "Wuhu Wuhu", the pot of water has boiled, instant noodles put packets after packets, seasoning packets and then put down, fresh shrimp and fish plate noodles aroma instantly pressed nose.

"WOC, so flavorful this water!"

"It's not water okay stupid, it's called bubbly."

"It's called fresh shrimp pasta."

Song Qie didn't hold back and turned her head to correct them, "All wrong! It's called Chef Lu's Fresh Shrimp Fish Plate Noodles."

"Yo." Shen Tingsi stood with her arms behind her back, looking at Song Qie with a smile on her face, "I've never seen you like this before."

Song Qie was suddenly flirted with, his ears reddened for a second, he blinked, lowered his eyes and muttered in a small voice, "Would you guys, that Beihuai cooking is very fragrant."

And when he was done, he came close enough to sniff.

As a result, just as he lowered his head, his forehead was covered by a broad palm and pushed back.

Song Qie froze and looked at Lu Beihuai.

"The water vapor is hot." Lu Beihuai dropped his hand, turning off the fire in the process, "Can someone help with the bowl."

"I'll take! Where's the bowl?" Song Qie raises her hand.

Lu Beihuai pointed to the small cupboard in the back.

The location is exactly where Zhou Ming is.

Zhou Ming looked back and turned to get it, "I'll get it."

A few rich family tall people have not done anything, to this part of the more or less a little fumbling, just take five bowls only, all one person to take one of the cautious.

Song Qie saw that she suddenly had nothing to do and saw the large pot of instant noodles, "I can take this one."

"You can't hold it." Lu Beihuai picked up both sides of the pot with his bare hands, picked it up and walked out as if it were hot.

Song Qie : "......" Well, insult him.

He followed.

The afterglow dropped the last of its colors and faded with the teenagers, ushering in the night.

The living room was so small that there wasn't a dining table, so the five of them were crowded around the coffee table, sitting on small rubber stools and holding their own little bowls of dazzling instant noodles.

But for the teenagers who are not yet deeply involved this is not a very new experience, especially a few of the youngest who have never been exposed to such an environment.

I've never had instant noodles before, but the first time I tasted it I thought it smelled better than a mountain of flavor.

Song Qie holds her small bowl and glances at the few people in front of her.

The five people who never thought they could sit here so calmly fell into a special feeling when they sat down.

Well, ears cleared.

Xie Jingchu felt that he wasn't full yet and was about to pick up more chopsticks when Lu Beihuai's chopsticks got in the way and he looked up.

"Young master hasn't eaten yet, you all have finished." Lu Beihuai couldn't help but frown when he saw that Song Qie hadn't moved two bites from that bowl.

Song Qie was frightened by Lu Beihuai's glance and immediately lowered her head and started shivering like crazy.

"Cough cough cough-"

I ended up choking on the food too quickly.

Shen Tingsi, who was next to him, took away his bowl and chopsticks, patted him on the back with his hand, and handed him the water he had in his hand, "What's the hurry to eat?"

Lu Beihuai slowly withdrew his outstretched hand, but his eyes fell on Song Qie, who was coughing with red eyes.

The knots in his throat rolled.

Is he that scary? He's just eating noodles. He's got the appetite of a cat.

"Song Qie, when did you become so obedient to Lu Beihuai?" Xie Jingchu looked at Song Qie and then at Lu Beihuai, and the more she thought about it, the more upset she felt.

Song Qie took a sip of water to get her breath back, and said thank you to Shen Tingsi, thinking that he wasn't listening to Lu Beihuai, he was just saying that Lu Beihuai was horrible!

"Well, it's just as you'd expect." Lu Beihuai took Song Qie's bowl and gave him more noodles from the pot.

Song Qie looked at the bowl of noodles piled up like a mountain, suddenly silent, and then heard Lu Beihuai this sentence, thought about it, a little did not understand, is to go over to ask, the result is to see Lu Beihuai again look at him.

"......" He silently moved his body upright and dutifully bowed his head to eat his noodles.

Forget it. Take a step back.

Lu Beihuai didn't move to take in this well-behaved cat-like face under his eyes, seeing that he was eating anxiously, and sensing the frowning and puzzled eyes of the other three, he put down his chopsticks, drew a paper napkin, and wiped Song Qie's mouth.

Song Qie leans back in shock: "!!!"

"Young master's mouth is dirty from eating, just like a little dirty cat."

He looked at Lu Beihuai in dismay, only to have his face pinched and not given a chance to hide, feeling like his whole body was going to burn.

Xie Jingchu took a deep breath don't open his face, a face to save his life, his ears are dirty.

Zhou Ming and Shen Tingsi accepted these words with a sigh of relief.

Song Qie ："...... "He hastily reached out his hand to try to stop Lu Beihuai, but met that deep gaze and could only obediently lower his hand and allow his mouth to be wiped.

Oooooooh he's such a wimp.

"Finish it, it's just a small bowl." Lu Beihuai threw the paper napkin in the trash basket next to him and saw Song Qie holding the chopsticks without moving, "Do you want me to feed you?"

Song Qie waved her hand vacantly, "No, I'll eat it myself."

Just as he ate, these pairs of eyes in front of him kept staring at him, and he silently held up his bowl and ate it sideways, but he still couldn't stand the glued-on gaze, and in the end it was a bit too much to bear.

"Can, can you stop watching me eat?"

When the man gets nervous, the words come out with a sob.

Zhou Ming's bones softened when he heard this voice, he pursed his lips and stood up, "I'm full."

Shen Tingsi also stood up, "I'm going to the restroom."

On the contrary, Xie Jingchu was still holding her chin and staring at Song Qie: "Song Song, I really think you've come back changed after you got sick."

Song Qie's back stiffened.

...... Damn, it's being suspected.

"Becoming so good at pampering." Xie Jingchu thought about it and let out a laugh, "It's pretty cute."

Song Qie ："...... "This kind of words, let him learn all his life can not say.

"I'll clean up." Lu Beihuai stood up abruptly, walked over to Xie Jingchu, bent down and began to clean up the dishes on the table.

Song Qie was embarrassed to see Lu Beihuai picking up the dishes they had eaten and hurriedly put down her own bowl, "I, I'll help you wash it."

"Have you finished your noodles?" Lu Beihuai asked.

Song Qie was terrified by this look, and obediently sat back down, picked up the dishes, pretended that she hadn't just stood up, and lowered her head to continue eating.

Until Lu Beihuai came into the kitchen with a pot and dishes.

Zhou Ming and Shen Tingsi immediately walked back to the coffee table and pulled over the small stools to sit next to Song Qie, including Xie Jingchu.

Song Qie was stared at by the three of them sitting over suddenly, but he wasn't as nervous as Lu Beihuai, he wanted to say, "What's wrong?"

"What's going on with you and Lu Beihuai? What's his attitude towards you." Zhou Ming frowned and asked in a low voice.

"Song Song, you didn't just make the stupid mistake of giving yourself to him because he saved you, did you? Our grades are bad but that doesn't mean we don't have brains." Xie Jingchu asked as she propped her hand on the coffee table.

"Look how proud he is now, because of the way you treated him, he's practically straightening up and holding his head up in front of us, where's that tail between his legs look he had before."

Song Qie immediately put up a finger against his lips, "Shhh ...... don't let him hear, you guys have to trust me and not mess with him."

Zhou Ming was puzzled to see Song Qie's eyebrows drooping like a scared kitten, "Why, do you think the four of us can't defeat this poor boy? What are you afraid of him for."

Song Qie was hesitant to say, "No, you guys just trust me for once."

This isn't a poor boy, it's a proper young master.

"Believe you what?" Xie Jingchu asked, arms folded.

Song Qie moved forward, squatted in front of the three of them, tilted his head, and said mysteriously, "He will become a great man in the future, and from now on, we will treat Lu Beihuai as a brother, okay, and take him to play with us."

Otherwise, when this big brother inherits the family business, to still offend him that can be anyone's family will have to break.

Shen Tingsi raised an eyebrow, "A great thing? A poor boy is bound to become something great, but climbing up to you is bound to become something great."

Song Qie couldn't listen to such words, waving his hand like a sieve, "Absolutely not, you guys believe me, if you treat him well now, you'll be the most favorable partner in terms of cooperation in the future, if you continue to bully, he is a vindictive character, if he can tolerate it now, he'll repay it several times in the future, which is not beneficial to any of you."

"You guys?" Zhou Ming caught the word, "You?"

Song Qie was dumbfounded, he? This plot, if altered from the present, perhaps he will be better off in the future, or perhaps ......

He lowered his eyes and smiled, "I'm not well, so I'll walk wherever I can."

Hearing these words, the expressions of the three people in front of them were both grave and unhappy.

Song Qie noticed too, "Then I'll go to the kitchen and see if he needs help first." After saying that, she stood up and walked to the kitchen.

Perhaps changing the subject too quickly, the party left a subtle emotion that still left a very unpleasant feeling in the hearts of the three people.

--I'm not well. I'll walk wherever I can.

That kind of talk, it's not good.

The kitchen was ringing with the sound of dishes being cleaned.

"Want me to help you?"

Lu Beihuai saw a head suddenly poking out from beside him, and saw Song Qie looking at himself with a crooked head: "No, you don't know how to do that."

Hands were dry and nimble as they placed the washed dishes on the draining rack.

"I can learn." Song Qie observed Lu Beihuai's face and saw that his condition was not as bad as last night: "You were not feeling well yesterday, will you still be dizzy today?"

"Song Qie."

"Hmm?"

Before Song Qie could react, his wrist was gripped by a large, watery hand, and before he could react, he saw Lu Beihuai leaning over, causing him to lean back against the edge of the stage.

Without realizing the dilemma this puts you in.

The kitchen's extractor fan still rumbled to life, and with only square inches to spare, the invisible oppression of a superior, strong physique circling its thin frame between arm's length and the cooking counter was felt from top to bottom.

It makes an already cramped kitchen seem even more airtight.

"I don't like them coming to my house and I don't need them to apologize."

Song Qie swallowed nervously and raised his eyes cautiously to see Lu Beihuai just gazing at him so silently, and the feeling, in turn, reminded him uncontrollably of the beast that had gone berserk in the ring last night.

"I ......"

"An abuser will always be an abuser, it won't go away just because he apologized for being an abuser, it's like being caught committing a crime, it will stay on your record." Lu Beihuai pressed down his broad shoulders, lowered his head, looked over his shivering shoulders, and laughed softly:

"The damage done has been done, and a flippant apology for an inadequate gift is of no use."

The tone of the voice that fell overhead was smiling, but it was like the idle chatter of a demon, light but enough to make one tremble.

Song Qie pursed her lips, restraining herself from being so obviously afraid.

It was said like it was meant for him.

He knows why Lu Beihuai is no longer in disguise now that he got a nice bonus for that fight last night.

The winnings were enough to support his father's medical bills, including his future.

The trust and degree of Song Qie's parents, the hard-earned money and the future that he has earned with his life, together with the partiality he has received from his father, have already made Lu Beihuai, who is only eighteen years old, develop courage and patience. Lu Beihuai, at the age of eighteen, has already practiced guts and patience.

But the more he does this, the more he has to get Lu Beihuai to let his guard down, and the only way to do that is to compromise for a while, or at least get Lu Beihuai to change his mind.

Instead of the current step-by-step approach.

Or perhaps he used Lu Beihuai's steps towards his present to gain the man's trust in himself, and then he could escape that future.

"I know."

"As long as your father's signs are stable I can do a bone marrow match with him, and if the match doesn't work I'll find a way to get my parents to help you. This semester is already the last semester of our senior year, I can help you get into one of the top schools in the world, and I'm willing to give you all the resources my parents have given me."

Song Qie lightly bit her lower lip, her heartbeat accelerated, "...... All of it back to you, this is what I owe you, don't reject me."

It's always good to throw good faith and commitment out there first.

Lu Beihuai looked at the teenager in the crook of his arm, seeing his eyelashes fluttering lightly, looking towards himself, his voice choking and trembling as he spoke, as if he could cry out in the next second, that's how afraid he was.

That one look last night was that scary?

Is it possible to be so afraid that you don't want anything and give him everything?

The feeling of being within reach didn't seem to give him any incentive to retaliate.

"Do you think that if you say that, or cry a little, or show weakness in front of me, that what I say can be nullified."

"Huh?" Song Qie's expression was stunned for a very short period of time.

Lu Beihuai clasped his palm around the back of Song Qie's neck, making him look up at himself, "I told you, wear a dress for me."

Song Qie : "......" got it got it got it got it.

The atmosphere is penitent to this point! There isn't a little bit of movement!!!

Is it that important to wear a skirt!!!! Is a skirt that nice!!!

Standing in the arm of the teenager's eyes red, tightly clutching the corner of the coat, pursed lips, dared to be angry, like the appearance of being bullied, so that people can not help but rise up to the heart of the bully, want to see him cry.

Lu Beihuai lowered his hand and took a step back, faintly saying, "I accept their apology for now, let them go, you can't."

Song Qie looked at Lu Beihuai in a stunned manner, with a look of "Ah, he can't leave?" The look.

"I said show me in a dress."

"Do you have a skirt?"

"Well, I'll buy as many strips as I want."

"What color?"

"I like the color pink." Lu Beihuai said.

Song Qie pursed her lips tightly, forcibly resisted the feeling of crying, and tried to struggle, "Let them ...... finish the set of questions and then go, the day after tomorrow, we have to take the monthly examination."

It's so aggravating. I've never been aggravated before.

Why did you buy pink? He likes blue.

Lu Beihuai glanced faintly, saw the mouth so aggravated it could almost hang a bottle, suppressed the swell of emotion, turned and walked out of the kitchen, and said a flippant reply, "Yes."

The curve of his lips couldn't restrain itself from rising.

Noticing and silently suppressing it, he resumed his indifference, like a ruthless killer.

The time came to 7:30 p.m.

"I'm underlining what might be on this monthly test, as well as the fact that this AP test has been postponed until June, which doesn't give us a lot of time to prepare, so as much as we can sprint, keeping three and five, and an extra five in each class will be good for us to apply to schools."

Song Qie took out a tablet and sent them all the high-frequency questions in various subjects that he had compiled during this period of time: "From today onwards, you will practice these dozens of sets of questions that you have compiled for me, and if you are wrong and can't find me immediately, we will strive to break through all the best-scoring types of questions."

Zhou Ming The three of them naturally listened.

Lu Beihuai, for his part, is silent, but in that silence he accepts the unthinkable.

A month ago, Song Qie, as the one with the worst grades among them, could never have imagined that a month later she could lead them to brush up like crazy, and even get 5 out of 5 in all the subjects in this weekly exam.

It's no less than taking the AP exam naked, getting all 5s, and getting guaranteed admission to Harvard.

Without a certain amount of academic knowledge, the sky is the limit.

"Don't desert, this question is wrong." Song Qie couldn't hold back and poked Lu Beihuai's tablet.

Lu Beihuai gave him a meaningful look.

Song Qie silently withdrew her fingers, her eyes averted, and muttered in a low voice again, "If you don't do well in the exam, I won't take you out to play ......"

"You teach me." Lu Beihuai moved the tablet in front of Song Qie, his body close, "I won't."

The warm, firm arm that smelled of potion pressed against the shirt, and the warmth of the other man's chest passed along.

Song Qie tensed and opened her mouth, "So stupid, you can't even do that?"

Immediately regretted saying it.

Lu Beihuai laughed out loud, "Yeah, I'm that stupid, I'm relying on you to teach me Mr. Song."

Song Qie: "......" Act, then act.

The eyes of the other three who were seriously working on the questions brushed up, their eyes grudging, doing a good job on what they were doing.

......

The wall clock on the wall traveled slowly, and a little bit of time passed.

Five people sat in front of the coffee table, some sitting cross-legged, some leaning against the couch, some scratching their heads, all working diligently on the questions on their tablets, and every now and then having a discussion about the questions they didn't know.

After all, it's all about the foundation of attending an international school, and just because you've been fiddling around for two years doesn't mean you don't have any foundation at all.

Song Qie found that they are still good to teach, especially the foundation of each English are good, IELTS TOEFL have got, can only say that a lot of this academic knowledge is the home base stacked out of the foundation, and now want to sprint is not really difficult.

Even if you don't make it in the remaining three months of the sprint, the big deal is to go abroad and take a pre-college course.

And he himself had to be prepared for two things, one was that he needed to take care of Lu Beihuai before it came out in the east in exchange for his chances of surviving in the future. The other was that if this was found out after they left the country, then he would need to be able to fend for himself.

"It's about time." Lu Beihuai said, looking to Song Qie.

Song Qie's hand on the pen lurched, his spine instantly tingling upward as he glanced at the time and tried to struggle, "It's only after eight, should we stop--"

"I'm sleepy." Lu Beihuai said.

Song Qie Purses her lips, OK, let the storm come harder!

He looked to Zhou Ming and the three of them, "Why don't you guys go back first, the driver will pick me up later."

"Let's just send you back together." Zhou Ming heard something.

Song Qie pronto smiled and said, "It's okay, I have business to settle with Lu Beihuai."

The three of them half-heartedly, surveying them with 'you guys are catty' eyes, and finally asking a few questions before heading out the door.

"Lu Beihuai, don't get any ideas." Zhou Ming warned Lu Beihuai.

Lu Beihuai smiled, "How could I dare to have thoughts about him, he is the young master that I want to take good care of the most."

Song Qie: "."

And with that, after waving goodbye, the door to the room slowly closed.

Song Qie stood in the doorway and didn't move, just stared at the door to the room until he heard something drop on the floor and he winced.

"Here's the dress, change into it, it's your size."

Song Qie slowly turned his head to see Lu Beihuai standing right behind him, and he lowered his head to see a paper bag dropped right next to him, a corner of sandy-pink fabric peeking out from the inside.

Looks like ......

There's not much fabric.

"Do you need me to change it for you?" Lu Beihuai asked.

Song Qie immediately bent down to pick up the paper bag and said in a panic, "I, I'll change it myself."

Lu Beihuai pointed to his bedroom.

Song Qie let out a long sigh and walked into the bedroom with the bag in her hand.

Ten minutes later--

"Knock knock."

Song Qie was so startled that she shivered and her shoulder strap fell off.

"Still haven't changed? Still won't wear it."

Song Qie looked down at her exposed belly button and legs, wanting to cry without tears, this white sari milk powder color, isn't it too cool, the girls so wear not cold?

"I'm going in, then."

Song Qie panicked when she heard the movement of the door opening, "Eh eh eh eh--"

'Eh' doesn't work anymore.

The door to the room opened, and a handful of pinched waists and long white legs crashed straight into view.

Single beautiful teenager, already wearing a good halter milk powder color white gauze navel short skirt, small bone structure, upper body single thin a touch, waist is a surplus of slender, small and exquisite navel, short skirt under the long legs milk white straight, skin tight, perfect without an inch of excess flesh.

At this point, however, the straps unintentionally fell off due to the panic covering the shoulders.

In this instant, the thin white straps draped over the snow-white arms, and the tips of the teenager's ears and cheeks were gradually tinted with the color of scarlet.

Slender physique, thin shoulders slightly trembling, bare feet snow-white and thin, long and beautiful legs a little trembling because of nervousness, even the sandy-pink ruffles of the hem of the skirt followed the shaking.

It is well known that a white young thin body is more aptly described as a boy.

From top to bottom, beautiful, tight, just right, impeccable.

Lu Beihuai The ink color at the bottom of his eyes turned over.

Song Qie felt the overheated lingering line of sight and grabbed the short skirt in front of her, so nervous that she was already on the verge of crying, "...... I, I'm dressed."