The male god of fast time travel next time

Chapter 269 The Sweetheart Ome of the Bamboo Horse School Grass (20)

Chapter 269 The Sweetheart Ome of the Bamboo Horse School Grass (20)

Yun Jiao heaved a sigh of relief, the male god's perception is so strong, she only watched for a while before she was discovered.

I'll have to pay more attention in the future.

Seeing that she was a little strange, Mo Yan couldn't help but frowned: "Is there any topic that you don't know?"

Yun Jiao nodded straightly: "I will, I will."

Don't let the male god think that she has bad grades and a bad mind.

Since she said no, Mo Yan couldn't say anything more.

His thoughts were interrupted, so he had no choice but to get up, planning to get a glass of water.

Yun Jiao saw it, and hurriedly poured the water in front of him: "I'll do this kind of thing, you do your homework."

"Are you hungry? Do you want some food?"

Mo Yan: "..."

He sighed helplessly, "No need, you should do your homework well."

Mo Yan felt that she was like a child with ADHD, unable to calm down for a moment.

Hearing the movement, Yunjiao knew that the teacher's home visit should be over.

So, she packed her things and prepared to go home and do her homework.

Mo Yan: "...you go back now?"

Yun Jiao was a little confused, so she said, "Yes, the teachers are gone, and my presence here should affect your studies."

"You came to my home to do your homework because the teacher came to visit?"

Yun Jiao blinked, "That's not really true. My mother asked me to come. She said she wouldn't let you teach me anything."

"But I can do these questions, I don't need your teaching!"

Mo Yan: "..."

After going back, An's father and An's mother didn't say much to her. The content of the conversation with the teacher before made them feel a little uncomfortable.

After all, after something like this happened, they didn't have much interest in going to work anymore. After discussing for a long time, they decided to talk to her.

Seeing the two of them looking at her seriously, Yun Jiao subconsciously sat upright and looked at them.

"What, what's wrong? Did the teacher say something?"

Could it be that the teacher also told him about going to the police station to get her?

Dad An looked at her with some embarrassment: "Well, your teacher also talked to us just now. Don't worry about the things that are spread in school. They will take care of it."

"Yes, Yueyue, when you are in school, just study hard and don't worry about the rest, you know? Don't listen to anything they say."

Hearing this, Yun Jiao heaved a sigh of relief, and nodded obediently: "Yeah, I know, I will."

As long as nothing about the police station is mentioned, everything else is secondary.

Seeing that she really didn't seem to take it seriously, An's father and An's mother were relieved, but also worried.

How can ordinary people really not care, her situation is probably quite serious.

"Tomorrow is Sunday, there is no class, why don't we go to Dr. Su's again?"

Dr. Su is a psychologist who specializes in psychological counseling for her.

It's just that the original owner has been silent all the time, saying nothing, as if refusing to communicate with others.

Yun Jiao didn't care either: "You can just watch the arrangement, I can do it."

"But does she also work on weekends?"

An's mother smiled: "We talked to Dr. Su about your situation, she wants to come to see you at home."

Yun Jiao nodded, it's pretty good that she doesn't need to go out.

"Yueyue, what dish do you want for lunch, mom will make it for you."

Yun Jiao carried her schoolbag and went to the room, but she didn't turn her head when she heard this.

"I can do it all, I'm not picky eaters, I love to eat everything!"

[I think you should take this opportunity to get close to your male god. ] Otherwise, according to her progress, the task will take years to complete.

The system simply broke its heart.

(End of this chapter)

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