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MTL - School Heroine Secretly Loves Me-Chapter 10 maintain
Because of this matter, Song Nanqiao and Qin Ruixi have settled down. All morning, Song Nanqiao has been in a state of worry, and there is no meal at noon today...
"No, I'm very self-disciplined. I can only use so much money a day. I'll eat some steamed buns for dinner to make do with it."
Song Nanqiao shook his head, once a hole is opened, human consumption desire will continue to expand, which is not good.
The system is too lazy to care about Song Nanqiao.
If you don't eat, you won't eat, and you won't starve to death.
When the get out of class was over at noon, Song Nanqiao wanted to go directly to the bedroom with her schoolbag on her back. When she walked to the stairs, she found that her wrist was being held.
Looking back, a beautiful face came into view, and her moist eyes looked at her quietly.
The people next to him looked at Wen Wenyao in surprise, and then looked at Song Nanqiao in confusion.
What is the relationship between this person and Wen Wenyao?
"Why are you here."
Song Nanqiao of course recognized the person in front of him, it was Wen Wenyao.
"Why don't you eat."
Wen Wenyao originally wanted to wait for Song Nanqiao to eat together today, so he waited for her at the door early, only to see Song Nanqiao walking directly back to the bedroom, so he held her.
"The money was taken by some nasty kid."
Thinking of this, Song Nanqiao was angry, everything was Qin Ruixi's fault.
"How could such a thing happen? You come with me first." Wen Wenyao subconsciously felt that Song Nanqiao was bullied at school, and she couldn't ignore this kind of thing.
"Where are you taking me?"
"Come to my office for dinner, I want to talk to you."
Wen Wenyao woke up very early this morning on purpose to prepare breakfast. She doesn't like going to the cafeteria to eat, so she planned to ask Song Nanqiao to come to her office to taste her craftsmanship, Wen Wen Haruka is very confident in his cooking skills.
She gently took Song Nanqiao's hand and led Song Nanqiao forward.
Song Nanqiao originally wanted to solve it by herself, but the other party seemed to have prepared for a long time. Today's Wen Wenyao looked very happy, and she didn't want to spoil the other party's interest.
But the more important reason is that Song Nanqiao is really hungry, there is nothing wrong with eating a meal for free, um... I'll just invite Wen Wenyao to have a meal in the future .
Opening the door of the office, Song Nanqiao could smell the aroma of the food. Boxes of vegetables were filling the desk, many of which were liked by Song Nanqiao. Thinking of having eaten a lot of white porridge and steamed buns the other day, Song Nanqiao felt that he was even more hungry now.
"Eat some, I made it myself."
Wen Wenyao kindly helped Song Nanqiao remove the stool, and then helped her open the rice box. Then he looked at Song Nanqiao with an expectant look.
"Thanks, but wouldn't that be nice."
She was still a little tangled in her heart, and she didn't eat what she came for.
"Can't I ask you to comment on my cooking?"
Wen Wenyao supported his face with his hands, and his two hands were next to the two cheeks. At first glance, he was very cute.
This was prepared by Wen Wenyao with a lot of thought. If Song Nanqiao didn't eat it, she would be really sad.
Seeing that Song Nanqiao had no reaction, Wen Wenyao lowered his head in disappointment, and his face suddenly became bloodless.
The heroine said this, Song Nanqiao felt even more guilty, picked up the chopsticks, and immediately took a piece of meat into his mouth, the soft taste melted from his mouth, Song Nanqiao's eyes lit up , this taste is really good for her!
Then she took another piece, and Wen Wenyao felt much better when she saw this. She picked up her chopsticks and put the other dishes into Song Nanqiao's bowl.
"Did you really do it?"
It turns out that the female chef is so good at cooking?
"Of course, when I have nothing to do, I will study the recipe by myself." Wen Wenyao was very happy, Song Nanqiao was able to accept the meals she made, and her time was not wasted.
"But you are a lady."
"It was at home that taught me to learn how to take care of myself and my future...the other half..."
Wen Wenyao seemed a little shy when he said the latter, so Song Nanqiao didn't hear it, only to let her take care of herself.
"You eat more."
She added some more dishes to Song Nanqiao.
In this way, I always feel that Song Nanqiao is really thin, with clear joints, and it looks like he is starving.
Indeed, the original owner's previous living conditions were also very bad, and he had been hungry and full for a long time, so now his physical fitness is not good enough, and the whole person does not look like a lot of meat.
After Song Nanqiao finished eating, he praised Wen Wenyao's cooking skills "I rarely eat, I have never eaten something so delicious." A simple admiration made Wen Wenyao feel better .
"Actually, I usually eat here. You can come here. The food in the school cafeteria is not very good."
She looked at Song Nanqiao's very satisfied appearance before she opened her mouth and made her request.
She just wants to stay with Song Nanqiao inexplicably. When she is with Song Nanqiao, she will be very happy and happy. If she can spend every noon with Song Nanqiao in the future, it will be great .
"How can you do that? It's not good to eat your food for free."
This time, Song Nanqiao's tone was very firm, and it was regarded as rejecting the other party.
"Occasionally, it should be fine." Wen Wenyao tried to let Song Nanqiao relax.
"Well, then I'll invite you to dinner too."
"Good."
Wen Wenyao smiled charmingly, now that the food is almost the same, he plans to talk about business.
"You said today that the money was taken away by others, what's the matter? Did someone bully you?" Wen Wenyao looked at Song Nanqiao with worry written in her eyes, she would not let the other party Bullied at school.
"It's okay, it was recorded, and I will give the head teacher twenty dollars."
"Remember?"
She took a look at Song Nanqiao, she was well-dressed and her makeup was very qualified, why was she remembered.
"Are you from the student council?"
Wen Wenyao's eyes suddenly became serious, thinking that Song Nanqiao is in class F, and a little worried, there are such a small number of people in the student council who are prejudiced against people in class F, she I am afraid that Song Nanqiao will be wronged by the student union.
"It's okay, I'll take care of my own affairs."
Song Nanqiao: I will definitely get my 20 yuan back
"If you have any difficulties, you must tell me, okay? I will worry about you."
Wen Wenyao reached out and stroked Song Nanqiao's face, her gentle eyes made Song Nanqiao even more flustered. She took Wen Wenyao's hand away.
"It doesn't matter, I will handle my own affairs, and it is not a big deal." She prefers to solve her own affairs by herself, try not to trouble others, and rely on Wen Wenyao, always let She has a feeling of being close to a rich woman.
She prefers to be on her own.
Seeing that Song Nanqiao is so persistent, Wen Wenyao should not continue to ask questions.
But this matter won't be over, she plans to come down and investigate.
"Thank you for your hospitality, I'll take the lunch box back and wash it for you."
Song Nanqiao looked at her phone, it was getting late, I was a little embarrassed to eat other people's food for nothing, so please help them wash the dishes.
"No, there will be servants to clean up."
How could she let Song Nanqiao wash the dishes.
"Good afternoon, then?"
"Well, see you next time."
Wen Wenyao replied softly, then waved at her and watched him leave.
After everyone left, I started to organize the meals.
This is a school, where are there any servants, just to make Song Nanqiao feel at ease, and finally Wen Wenyao washes the dishes by himself.
However, I have to say, Song Nanqiao eats really clean.
After finishing the food, Wen Wenyao took out the phone and called his roommate.
Today, she was checking at the same table and asked to see if she could ask anything.
"Ayao? What's the matter?" The other party was still eating.
"During your patrol inspection today, was there any problem?" Wen Wenyao asked sideways.
The other party was silent for a while, sounding like he was thinking about something.
If you don't answer your own question, it seems that something happened.
"I'll come to your office right away to tell you about this, I was planning to tell you."
After seeing Qin Ruixi like that at the same table today, she wanted to give Wen Wenyao a small report, but after all, all three of them were in the same class, and she still struggled all morning.
"Is it about class F?"
Yes
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After the others came in, Wen Wenyao brought her a glass of water, picked up the pen, and prepared to record.
"Tell me, what's going on" Now Wen Wenyao's expression is very serious, as if he is working.
"This morning, the F class that Qin Ruixi led the inspection team recorded a student from the F class without any basis. Obviously, it was deliberately targeting the other party and said some high-sounding reasons. They deducted 20 yuan."
The more she talked, the more her face at the same table became worse and worse. She didn't want to offend anyone, but Wen Wenyao came to ask her directly. It never happened.
"What high-sounding reason was used."
Wen Wenyao now holds the pen a lot stronger.
"That is to say...that girl has bangs over her eyebrows. Originally, that girl didn't have bangs...just a little bit of hair over her eyebrows."
Hearing this, Wen Wenyao's face was not very good-looking, but she tried her best to remain calm.
She should not have left Qin Ruixi in the student union in the first place. She knew what purpose Qin Ruixi came to the student union for, but at that time there was a shortage of manpower, so she had to hire Qin Ruixi.
Close the notebook, which records evidence of Qin Ruixi's abuse of power.
"Okay, I know, I will report this matter to the Youth League Committee, please don't tell her about Qin Ruixi. In addition, please inform the ministers of various departments that a regular meeting will be held on Friday this week. "
"Okay..."