It's the students' fault if they are too popular.

The later it gets, the colder it gets.

She turned up the air conditioner by one degree, lowered the brightness of the computer screen, and continued to stay up late to work on the PPT. She had been restless this week because of Yang Liu's matter, and her efficiency was low. Now she could only make up for it at night. But she was not used to staying up late. She would fall asleep holding her phone in her hand before one o'clock in bed. Don't expect her to stay up late. She felt sleepy and planned to take a nap before working, but she fell on the bedside table and couldn't get up again.

Ruan Qian moved in the bed and whispered:

"Teacher Tong?"

She didn't want to wake up someone who was actually sleeping, so she spoke in a low voice.

Teacher Tong fell asleep.

I felt a little stronger thanks to the antipyretic medicine, but the temperature that had just dropped seemed to be rising again.

Ruan Qian swallowed her saliva and slowly climbed up from the bed. Tong Yao was sitting on the bed, so it was not that difficult to move her onto the bed. She lifted up Teacher Tong's body, carefully, but she still woke up the person in her arms - Tong Yao was drowsy, and her sleepiness was not completely interrupted. She just said "Mom" and continued to sleep.

No matter how hardworking a person is, they will become lazy when they are extremely sleepy. You can ask them to go to bed, but they will refuse, thinking that the sofa or chair is the best bed.

The little girl was startled and broke into a cold sweat. She put Teacher Tong on the bed and her hand stopped at Teacher Tong's lower abdomen. This was indeed the moment she had dreamed of, so she was more nervous than the exam. She unbuttoned her skirt and slowly pulled it down. Tong Yao seemed to feel something strange in her sleep and said something. The little girl hurriedly coaxed her:

"It will be ready soon, just go to sleep."

Ruan Qian quickly pulled away, and finally took off the skirt that all the boys in the class had been dreaming of - they probably never thought that the first person to take off the goddess' skirt would be their new class beauty. The girl's blood boiled at the pair of slender, white porcelain-like legs in front of her, and she stared at the middle of the thighs, ashamed of her offense, bit her lip and turned her head away.

She also had some thoughts about Teacher Tong's upper body. The shirt made Teacher Tong's body look exquisite, and at least she wanted to have a taste of her round breasts... But the little girl didn't dare to take it off in the end. She covered them with the quilt, got into the bed, and gently hugged Tong Yao's waist. Those charming thoughts intertwined between her legs. She hoped that tonight's dream could be a little more lingering.

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When Tong Yao woke up, she felt a knee pressing against her legs, which made her feel uncomfortable. When she opened her eyes, she took a breath and touched down. Fortunately, her underwear was still there.

The moral integrity is still there.

She actually fell asleep in Ruan Ruan's arms - when did she fall asleep? And how did the child take off her skirt?

She felt her face was reddening. She knew that this little girl was not so honest. Who knows if she took the opportunity to do something to her. She carefully checked herself and finally came to a conclusion: she did nothing. She was relieved, but also a little disappointed.

She put her hand on the little girl's forehead. There was no obvious fever, so the fever must have subsided.

"Little bastard."

She murmured something, crawled out of the bed, and saw her bare legs on the student's bed. The feeling of shame was overwhelming.

She crawled on the bed and looked for her slippers under the bed. When she heard the groan of someone getting up, her body froze. She hadn't figured out how to face last night's experience...

"Teacher Tong."

The little girl turned over, looked at her under the quilt, and blinked, "Do you need help?"

"...No need." Tong Yao hadn't had time to put on her skirt yet. She was too embarrassed to show her thighs, so she covered them with the quilt. She looked around the bed but couldn't find her skirt. At this time, the little girl suddenly said:

"Here it is. Teacher Tong, are you looking for this?"

As she spoke, she threw out a skirt from under the quilt.

Tong Yao took it silently, thought about it, and put it on beside the bed. As she put it on, she felt something was wrong - there was a person lying on the bed, and another woman was wearing a skirt beside the bed. No matter how she thought about it, it was...

She buttoned her clothes, covered her face, and finally howled meaninglessly:

"what!"

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School infirmary.

When the little girl got up in the morning, she still had some symptoms of a cold and fever. Tong Yao was worried and forced her to come. Doctor Xia was on duty in the morning.

We were all acquaintances who had met several times. After taking the girl's temperature, it was 37.4 degrees, a slight fever. Tong Yao quickly asked:

"Do you want to continue taking the medicine?"

Doctor Xia glanced at Ruan Qian and said:

"Fortunately it was delivered early."

Tong Yao was startled, thinking that there was a hidden illness.

"It would be better if you came later."

Chapter 111: Thirteen Dollars

On weekend afternoons, it was drizzling, and the students who returned to school and those who stayed on campus all stayed in the classroom or dormitory. Before the evening self-study, this was the most free time in school, when they could go out, play with their phones, read comics and novels, and even study.

Ruan Qian's fever had almost subsided. She studied in the classroom until she felt dizzy in the morning. She planned to go back to the dormitory to rest after lunch. Coincidentally, at this moment, He Xueyu's profile picture popped up on her phone.

[He Xueyu]: Xixi, is your fever gone?

[Ruan Qian]:Okay.

It feels good to be cared for by friends.

[He Xueyu]: Now that we’re all right, hehe… let’s go to the classroom, have you eaten?

[Ruan Qian]: I haven’t eaten yet, what should I bring?

She replied with a smile that she was already familiar with roommates, and if they asked this question, they would probably want help bringing snacks.

[He Xueyu]: Good dad, bring me a bottle of Assam!

[Ruan Qian]: Good daughter.

She quickly put on her schoolbag and ran to the cafeteria. Halfway there, He Xueyu sent her another message.

[He Xueyu]: Well, Chen Xi wants you to bring her a bottle of Nestle coffee and a bowl of Tang Daren.

Tang Daren is a new type of instant noodles that has emerged in recent years. Its taste is similar to that of Master Kong, but its price is almost doubled.

The little girl looked down and said "OK".

She and Chen Xi's relationship was not very harmonious, but it was not incompatible. After all, they were roommates, and she didn't mind if it was just a matter of convenience. What's more, she had just spent a wonderful night with Teacher Tong and was in a very good mood.

After quickly finishing her meal, she walked into the supermarket next door and took the instant noodles and coffee that Chen Xi ordered, as well as the Assamese milk that He Xueyu ordered. She didn't buy anything for herself because she was very frugal and had no money.

The money she earned from comics was not enough. She wanted to do something that would require a lot of money.

dorm room.

Ruan Qian pushed open the door, and a female ghost-like figure rushed in front of her. It was He Xueyu.

"I'm finally back. I'm so thirsty!" He Xueyu said thirstily.

Ruan Qian lowered her head to look at the water bottle, picked it up gently, and sure enough, it was empty. The water dispenser in the school dormitory only had boiling water, and it was troublesome to drink cold water. It was common for the three nuns in the dormitory to have no water to drink except for her.

In the past, it was Ruan Qian who worked hard to fetch water, but the girl stayed at Teacher Tong's house yesterday, and it happened that the water had been finished, so the girls staying in the dormitory were thirsty for the whole weekend.

"This is yours." Ruan Qian placed instant noodles and coffee in front of Chen Xi. Chen Xi was playing with his mobile phone with headphones on his ears. He kept saying "okay, okay" to the game screen, but he didn't know who he was saying it to.

"Xixi, I'll transfer the money to you via WeChat." He Xueyu said, then picked up the milk tea and went to bed.

After a while, the little girl received a red envelope of four yuan on WeChat.

Ruan Qian clicked to receive the message and subconsciously glanced at Chen Xi, but the other party didn't seem to notice her, which made her feel a little embarrassed.

Instant noodles cost seven yuan, coffee cost six yuan, a total of thirteen yuan, which is quite a lot for a high school student like her. It can buy two meals at school.

Even though the comics made some money, she was still poor and had no idea how many places she needed to spend money.

But she felt a little reluctant to ask her classmate and roommate for the thirteen dollars.

So the little girl climbed onto the bed and painted alone in depression.

After an unknown amount of time, she was absorbed in painting when she heard Chen Xi's movements from the table. Chen Xi stretched her back and Ruan Qian looked over to find that she had grabbed the neck of the coffee bottle and then complained:

"Why isn't it cold?"

Ruan Qian pursed her lips and said, "Maybe the clerk only put it in the refrigerator for a while before I took it away."

Chen Xi didn't say anything, took a sip of coffee, and then threw her phone aside to make instant noodles. She kicked the kettle, and it swayed like a tumbler. She judged that Ruan Qian didn't get any water, so she said "Damn, there's no water," and left the dormitory with the bowl of instant noodles.

"Didn't she give you money?" He Xueyu asked after confirming that Chen Xi had gone far away.

Ruan Qian shook her head: "No."

"Damn it, I reminded her so loudly when I gave you the money." He Xueyu cursed, "Last time I brought her a cup of subway milk tea, she didn't pay me."

He Xueyu didn't care about the fifteen yuan she spent on the milk tea. She wasn't short of money, and she didn't ask Chen Xi to pay her back. She just felt unhappy - I can not ask you for it, but you have to give it to me on your own initiative, right?

High school students who are protected on campus are still willing to speculate about others with the greatest kindness. Maybe Chen Xi is just forgetful. But He Xueyu knew that Ruan Xi's family conditions were not good, and she was a little resentful that Chen Xi did not give Ruan Xi money.

In fact, it is known to everyone that Ruan Qian has no money. One of the reasons why many boys like her is that the girl lives a strong and shining life despite having no money.

"It's okay." Ruan Qian said softly, "I'll remind her when I get a chance."

The dormitory door opened and Chen Xi came in with instant noodles. The noodles costing seven yuan were indeed quite fragrant and less greasy. Ruan Qian thought about it and was about to speak when Chen Xi started another game downstairs and was playing fiercely with the opponent.

Maybe the situation was not going well, Chen Xi died many times. Every time he died, he took a sip of coffee and finished it in a few gulps.

"Who of you has time to get a bottle of water?" Chen Xi said.

"I think you are the one with the most free time." He Xueyu said.

"I'm playing games and can't leave." Chen Xi said, and cursed a few game terms, then said without raising his head, "Ruan Xi, please get us a bottle of water."

"I'm busy." Ruan Qian said calmly, "Chen Xi, please transfer the money to my WeChat or Alipay, whichever is more convenient for you."

"Money? What money?"

“Instant noodles and coffee.”

"Oh," Chen Xi seemed to suddenly understand, "How much?"

Ruan Qian suddenly felt tired of talking: "Instant noodles are seven yuan, coffee is six yuan."

In her eyes, Chen Xi uses the latest electronic devices, buys milk tea whenever he has time, and holds an expensive glass of Starbucks in the classroom every day. At least his family is well-off, right? Why is it so difficult to get money?

"Thirteen dollars, right? I'll transfer it to you later." Chen Xi replied. Hearing this, Ruan Qian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then she realized she had let go too early.

She found that the word "a while" was extremely abstract, and almost any time could be "a while". Chen Xi played one game after another, and had long forgotten what he had just said. Ruan Qian didn't want to repeat the request again. It was not pleasant to say such words, but rather torment.

Just assume that Chen Xi has forgotten. She will feel more comfortable thinking of her this way.

The little girl lay on the bed and did not mention paying back the money. It was only a dozen yuan, and if she mentioned it more than once, it would seem that she was stingy - she was actually quite stingy with herself and was reluctant to spend anything. She would buy the weekly "Zhiyin Manke" and read her favorite comics at the newsstand. Money held an extremely important position in her heart.

But girls hate being called stingy the most.

If Chen Xi doesn't return it, then I'll just consider it a lesson.

This is what Ruan Qian thought.

But she misjudged the direction of events.

In the evening, everyone returned to school one after another. When it was time for dinner, Ruan Qian jumped out of bed and asked He Xueyu if he wanted to go to dinner. He Xueyu waved his hand, indicating that he had bread in the cupboard.

The girl glanced at Chen Xi, who had a fierce look in his eyes, and seemed to be unhappy with the game. She turned around and left, and at this moment, Chen Xi stopped her:

"Ruan Xi, please bring me another meal, just like at noon."

Ruan Qian was stunned, probably because she didn't expect Chen Xi to ask her to help bring food.

The next person to speak was He Xueyu:

"Chen Xi, please give the lunch money to Xixi first."

Chen Xi held the phone in both hands, staring at the screen intently:

"Oh, I'll pass it on to her later."

"If you hand in your phone any later, you won't be able to receive the money then," He Xueyu reminded.

"I'll give it to you later!" Chen Xi yelled, "Don't talk to me yet, I'm dying!"

She pressed the screen rapidly, and finally threw the phone on the table.

"Damn, he's dead."

"Don't rush to start the next game, transfer the money to Ruan Qian first."

"Xueyu, don't say anything, I..." Ruan Qian didn't want to cause a quarrel in the dormitory, so she planned to politely reject Chen Xi's request. Unexpectedly, Chen Xi's eyes were wide open, as if he had been humiliated in the game, and he yelled at He Xueyu:

"Are you annoying? I didn't ask you to take care of the baby for me. Ruan Qian didn't say anything. Why are you talking so much?"

There were a few girls from the same class gathered outside the dormitory. They had just returned to school and went back to the dormitory to put their things away. Then they were attracted by the big gossip of the quarrel.