The national school idol is a girl

The pain in his lower abdomen has always been there, but no matter who looks at it, no one can notice the change in Bo Jiu.

As Qin Mo said, people like Bo Jiu are the hardest to figure out.

During breakfast, there was a large fruit plate on the table, most of which were pears.

Chen Xiaodong came over and told her secretly: "Master Qin sent these directly from the hotel. He said that the young master was angry and wanted to eat more of these." He swore that he really didn't think much about it! However, what happened last night that made the young master angry?

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows and looked at the fruit plate in front of him.

The property of pear is cool.

All women know that the most unsuitable thing to eat during their aunt's period is this kind of fruit.

When Bo Jiu came to this, he didn't dare to drink cold water, let alone eat pears.

But this time, Bo Jiu pinched a piece with a chuckle and put it in his mouth: "Not bad, it's delicious. Thank you, Brother Mo."

Qin Mo withdrew his gaze from the young man's face, and ordered another cup of soup to be served. The soup had the same therapeutic effects, all of which were - lowering the fire and removing the haze!

There was lily in the soup. Bo Jiu really didn't want to drink it, but because of his cleverness, he might not have reacted at the moment and wouldn't react later.

So he did the whole show, Bo Jiu raised his head and drank all the cold soup.

Qin Mo stared at the young man as he finished his drink. Didn't he fail to notice Bo Jiu's hesitation and raised his eyebrows: "Don't like Lily?"

"I rarely eat it." Bo Jiu curled his lips and said, "I'm a picky eater."

Qin Mo nodded and said in a very light voice: "The period of youth rebellion."

Bo Jiu: ...What does this have to do with the youthful rebellious period?

The effect of eating pear and drinking lily soup was that his eyes were much brighter and he was no longer afraid of the haze, but Bo Jiu, who had a dull stomachache, didn't want to move at all.

This is also the last thing that the master can detect. In addition, there is an advanced mathematics class this morning. If the teacher fails to call the roll, it is likely to affect the results of this monthly exam.

After breakfast, Bo Jiu stood up, with one hand in the pocket of his school uniform and a slight smile, seemingly no different.

Qin Mo sent her to school. Before leaving, he ordered the driver: "Come back at noon to deliver a fruit plate and cold soup to Master Ninth."

"Yes." The driver nodded.

Bo Jiu was listening next to her, and she had already thought about giving away the lunch that the master had given her. She must not touch those two things again. They were in pain now.

Before her lips turned completely pale, Bo Jiu opened the car door and walked out. He waved his hand towards Qin Mo and waited until the car behind him completely disappeared.

Bo Jiucai stretched out her hand to cover her belly, her silver hair hanging down, blocking her beautiful eyes.

Because the action was done through his school uniform jacket, many people thought the boy had a stomachache.

It's just that the young man's back is still very handsome, and the way he carries his schoolbag on one shoulder still makes many girls want to come up and talk to Jiudian.

But, it’s obvious.

Bo Jiu was not in a good mood today. After entering the classroom, she buttoned up her school uniform hat and lay down on the desk at the back, revealing only the profile of her extremely fair face.

A few girls glanced behind them.

"Is Jiu Dian sick?"

"Seems to be……"

Such a faint worry made the five or six boys who had long disliked Bo Jiu look at each other, with hidden poisonous intent in their eyes...