The Little Fairy Who Was Reborn As a School Grass Boss

   Chapter 52 Don't treat her like a child

  Song Xiyue breathed a little, her clear eyes were slightly red.

   He told her not to take it seriously, so what he meant was self-evident.

  Song Xiyue didn't speak for a long time, she took a deep breath to suppress her emotions, and said softly: "Okay, I won't take it seriously if you let me not be true."

   looks very obedient.

   Qin Junnian looked down at Song Xiyue and met her smiling eyes.

  Why is she smiling, but her eyes are heartbroken?

   He has been influenced too much by her recently and can't go on like this.

   Yes, that is, you can no longer be affected by emotions.

   Who is Master Qin, who cannot be bound or influenced by anyone.

   But her eyes, as clear as the moonlight, were filled with water vapor, making him feel as if he had done something wrong to her.

   is really too evil.

   Qin Junnian felt short of breath.

   He leaned lazily on the back seat of the car, unbuttoned a button with his hand, and his body was full of unruly air.

   He narrowed his eyes, "Well, you're still young."

   This sentence made Song Xiyue's cheeks bulge, "Don't treat me like a child, we are the same age."

   Seeing Song Xiyue's sudden anger, Qin Junnian's mouth curled slightly, "Master is for your own good."

  Song Xiyue rolled her eyes, "If it's good for me, I'll promise my grandma."

   Qin Junnian was speechless for the first time.

   Qin Junnian coughed and said a little uncomfortably, "You must focus on your studies."

  Song Xiyue bowed her head and said softly, "You said that you were covering me, so what you said is nothing."

  's voice was soft, but it sounded unhappy.

  Qin Junnian thought about what he seemed to have said, and he pondered for a while, and said: "Whatever you say, no one can bully you when you are here. Even if you don't study well, it's fine. You can also arrange for you to go to university."

   Qin Junnian has the Han family and the Qin family behind him, so he has the confidence to say such a thing.

  Song Xiyue thought of the last life, Qin Junnian's buddies said that he was excellent in both character and study, and it should be because of his good academic performance.

   "I don't want to pay to get into school, I want to get into the same university as you."

   Qin Junnian was leaning on the back of the chair and looked completely lazy, but when he heard Song Xiyue's words, his eyes narrowed. As far as he knew, he was going to study abroad after graduating from high school.

   He didn't want to study, and his grades were just messing around in high school.

   However, Qin Junnian looked at Song Xiyue's serious eyes and felt that he could not discourage the little girl's enthusiasm.

   Maybe she will get into a good school if she works hard.

   "Well, then you work hard."

  …

   Soon the car arrived at the community where Song Xiyue lived.

   Qin Junnian looked at the dilapidated community through the car window and frowned, "You live in this dilapidated place?"

   "I think it's okay. It's quite close to the school. The outside of the old community looks shabby, but the house is still very clean."

"Ok."

   "Then I'll go up." Song Xiyue got out of the car and waved to Qin Junnian.

   Qin Junnian also stretched out his hand and moved.

   "Master, shall we go back?" the driver asked Qin Junnian in the back seat.

   Qin Junnian said lightly: "Wait a minute."

   He looked at Song Xiyue's back, and kept seeing her entering the community. She seemed to go upstairs, and stopped for a while. After calculating that she was probably home, he let the driver drive back.

  …

the other side

   Song Family

   After Song Qingxuan came back, the assistant reported, "Master, Miss doesn't want to come back."

   "You turned against her, and you still don't want to come back. Why don't you bring people back directly?"

  Song Qingxuan didn't take this daughter seriously at all, but she also didn't allow her to do things against him.

   Who is he, Master Qin, who cannot be bound or influenced by anyone.

   Later, um, it was delicious to slap the face.

   (end of this chapter)