Chapter 122: Which onion are you? You have to stand by yourself (3)

Chapter 122 Which onion are you? You have to stand yourself (3)

Knowing her thoughts, Fu Juncheng curled up his fingers and gently scratched the tip of her nose.

"If you feel embarrassed, invite me to eat more."

It troubled him so much, since he mentioned it, Gu Qingning readily agreed.

"Um."

Fortunately, there was a dryer, so Gu Qingning changed into her school uniform and hurried downstairs.

In the living room, Xi Nai has already woken up and is drinking coffee.

He waved at Gu Qingning, "Good morning, sister Qingning."

Gu Qingning responded, "Morning."

She looked around, and Xi Nai saw that she was looking for someone, and said, "Ah Cheng is in the dining room."

Said Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

As soon as the words were finished, Fu Juncheng came out of the dining room with a paper bag in his hand.

He came over, took her schoolbag with a natural movement, and then gave her the paper bag, "Let's go, take breakfast for the road."

Gu Qingning looked up at him, his eyes were bright, "Have you eaten?"

Fu Juncheng greatly benefited from the active care of the children.

He picked up his lips and smiled, "Well, I've eaten."

not far away.

Xinai acid.

After so many years of childhood, he has never seen him bring him breakfast.



It was the first time for Gu Qingning to go to school by helicopter.

The plane landed at the airport, and there are cars waiting there.

The three got into the car, and Xi Nai sat in the co-pilot.

He raised his head and looked at the two people in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

From late abuse to early morning, his mentality has collapsed.

After eating and sleeping enough, Gu Qingning is in a very happy mood now, and suddenly remembered something, "By the way, where is that fun thing in the villa?"

She didn't see it this time.

Fu Juncheng said, "This time is too hasty, wait for the next time."

The coming and going was too hasty this time, she was not feeling well, how could he be in the mood to think about anything else.

Gu Qingning nodded.

There was a traffic jam on the road, and I arrived at school a few minutes late.

When I came to the classroom, there was silence.

The subject of today's quiz is mathematics. Feng Mei stood on the podium with a straight face and sharp eyes.

Seeing that Gu Qingning was late, a trace of pride flashed in her eyes.

After getting off the podium, she walked to the door, blocking Gu Qingning's way.

She raised her chin and reprimanded in a didactic tone, "Student Gu, although you say you have good grades, the school has discipline. You are late even though you know there will be a quiz in the morning. This is your fault."

The whole class looked over.

Sun Qiaoqiao showed worry, and broke into a cold sweat for Gu Qingning.

Chu Xu and Yao Dong looked at each other, and their impression of Feng Mei was even worse.

Anyone can see that the math teacher in their class just doesn't like Boss Ning.

Gu Qingning covered his trouser pockets with both hands, raised his eyebrows, "So?"

Feng Mei snorted coldly, "I don't think you have any intention of repenting. If that's the case, you don't have to write the test paper. You stand at the back of the classroom."

Gu Qingning sneered, her eyes extremely cold.

She leaned forward, leaned close to Feng Mei's ear, and said word by word, "Which onion are you? You have to stand by yourself."

The lowered voice was cold and mad, and he slapped Feng Mei's face hard.

She was so angry that her head was smoking, "You..."

Gu Qingning ignored her, turned around and left gracefully.

Feng Mei was so angry that her face turned red. If she had to worry about a group of students watching, she would have lost her temper.

She was **** off.

This Gu Qingning doesn't look like a student, how can there be such a crazy student like her, she doesn't look like a student at all.

Next, Gu Qingning didn't show up for the first and second math class.

It wasn't until the bell rang that the second class was over, that she appeared unhurriedly with her schoolbag in her hand.