The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 241 Aqi, I’m Cold (3)
The black cat turned around and gave her a displeased look. Normally, it was the only one to order her around, but since she was sick, it didn't care about her. It patted its paw and turned off the light.

After the rain stopped, the clouds dispersed, leaving a few wisps of moonlight in the room.

The black cat went to bed silently, its little paws got stuck between the quilts, watching Qiao Wan's curled up posture, it stretched out a paw and lightly touched her forehead.

Not hot, but rather cool.

The black cat stretched its limbs, and its soft belly directly covered her neck. The fluffy touch was like a small scarf, warm and comfortable.

Qiao Guan sighed softly, half asleep, then hugged it out of fear of the cold, and stroked her soft hair subconsciously.

Aqi squinted her eyes, feeling that this person was overreaching, so she tried to break free and didn't want to talk to her anymore.

Qiao Wan didn't let go, buried her face in its soft fur, and muttered: "Aqi, I'm cold."

The black cat was stunned for a long while, and finally stopped moving, but slowly fixed its eyes on her face through the hazy moonlight.

Memories of the past suddenly appeared in my mind, it seems that many years ago, there was also a person who liked to hug her when she was sick, and refused to let go. She was obviously sick and fainted, but she was still so strong. She pretended to be weak and pitiful. She said: Aqi, I'm cold.

The next day, Fu Tianlang asked for leave for her. He didn't go to work himself, but cooked a few dishes himself.

Qiao Min went back to the countryside a long time ago, and Qiao Li was at school, so she was reluctant to come back during the Chinese New Year. So at night, there were only four of them eating at home.

After sleeping for a whole day, Qiao Wan was full of energy and had a big appetite, so she ate hungrily and gulped until her mouth was full of oil.

Fu Tianlang's eyes were soft, and he would add vegetables to her bowl from time to time, and soon he piled up Qiao Guan's bowls into a hill.

"Don't choke, eat slowly."

Without looking up, Qiao Wan stuffed a mouthful of white rice and muttered busily, "You don't have to pick it up for me, I can just do it myself... I really can't eat any more."

After speaking, he burped.

Fu Tianlang withdrew his hand, although he didn't add any more vegetables to her bowl, but he took a few red-hot crabs, carefully shaved the tender meat from the crab shells, put them on a plate and handed them to her.

Father Qiao took a sip of shochu, glanced at Fu Tianlang who took care of his daughter like a baby, and felt relieved. He didn't expect that the kid picked up by the three girls would actually make a pair with her after a few years.

The next day, after a good rest, Qiao Guan returned to school in good spirits.

It's a pity that she missed a quiz because she asked for leave, so she could only take a separate make-up exam during the break.

No, not alone, because she has companions.

Zhao Ling came in with her textbooks in her arms. Coincidentally, she also fell ill that day, so she missed the exam just like Qiao Wan, and not only the exam, but they also missed another thing.

That was the day when a new head teacher came to their class.

Qiao Wan is not interested in the new teacher, and only worries about his grades while biting the pen.

Since she fell ill the day before yesterday, she didn't have time to review before the exam. In addition, she is the type who likes to memorize by rote, so when faced with this pile of tiny numbers, she had a difficult time...

But she is better than Zhao Ling, at least she has some background.

Zhao Ling was blinded at this end. She scratched her hair vigorously, and her two thick eyebrows frowned into a river.

She can't be blamed, she has been traveling with Zhao Tongyang since she was a child, she has read a lot of secret books of the Zhao family, and she can count the textbooks on five fingers, not to mention the reason why she was able to enter this university She relied on her father playing tricks on the principal...

Zhao Ling is worried, what should she do if she can't write?She lowered her head and thought for a while, she felt that Qiao Wan owed her for having done so many white jobs with her, so she quietly glanced at the invigilator who was dozing off not far away, straightened her legs and kicked her chair legs.

Qiao Wan glanced back at her, turned around and took out a note from the drawer, secretly wrote the answer on it...

Zhao Ling's eyes lit up, and he was waiting for her to hand it over. Unexpectedly, before the note reached her hand, it was blown away by a gust of wind, and landed lightly on a pair of well-polished leather shoes.

Qiao Wan raised her eyes, it was the first time she saw Zhao Qi, he looked very young, wearing a suit, with a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose...

But he was obviously a handsome person, but there was always a pungent stench floating on his body.

(End of this chapter)