Old Gong secretly loves me [Rebirth]

Zhou Qingyue thought that he didn't make trouble with Qiao Heng when he slept at night, but seemed to touch the other's muscles.

But it was a pity that he still didn't have his share of eggs the next day.

Zhou Qingyue was very wronged, "Mom, where are my eggs!"

Qiao Heng also had only one egg in front of him, he smashed it and peeled it off neatly, just as he was about to throw it into Zhou Qingyue's bowl, Zhou's mother stopped him.

Zhou's mother grabbed a large chopsticks of bitter gourd and put it into Zhou Qingyue's bowl, "You still had a fever last night, what eggs are you eating, give me bitter gourd."

The egg that Qiao Heng was about to throw into his bowl stopped, and turned to his own mouth.

Zhou Qingyue: "..."

Zhou's mother was still worried, so she took Zhou Qingyue's temperature again when she got up in the morning, and she had a low fever of 37.5 degrees, but she was much more at ease during the day than at night.

She strongly urged: "You have a good rest at home, don't go out to play."

Zhou Qingyue was forced to eat bitter gourd, his face almost wrinkled into bitter gourd, and he nodded in grief.

He didn't plan to go out at first, and after breakfast, he called Qiao Heng with his homework, and his tone was as cheerful as if he was calling friends to play games.

Mother Zhou who hadn't finished eating: "..."

Qiao Heng laughed softly, "Okay." After finishing speaking, he took the last glass of milk and walked to the room.

After Zhou Qingyue's room door was closed, Zhou's father had a complicated expression on his face: "Why do I feel that my son has worked so hard during this time to make up for Qiao Heng?"

Mother Zhou thought about it a few times: "Isn't that good? How about I call Guangyi over again and let them study together?"

Father Zhou hesitated for a moment: "Not good."

However, Zhou's mother had already picked up her mobile phone to call Chen Guangyi.

Zhou Qingyue didn't know about it at all, and had a great time writing with Qiao Heng in the room.

Qiao Heng's hand speed is always one step faster than Zhou Qingyue's. When he started to sit by the bed and turn the pages of the book, Zhou Qingyue just slammed down the pen.

He rushed to the bed in three steps and two steps, and directly pressed Qiao Heng's shoulders to the bed.

He did this kind of thing too much in his previous life. When he woke up and saw Qiao Heng reading a book, he pulled him back to the bed. When he woke up, he saw Qiao Heng reading a book by the bed and pressed it. .

Before Qiao Heng could react, he turned around, he was already lying on the bed, and Zhou Qingyue was right above him.

Qiao Heng's hair has grown a bit, and her bangs have been pulled up to reveal her entire face, making her look a bit mature.

Looking at the innocent Qiao Heng, Zhou Qingyue felt itchy and slowly lowered his head.

Qiao Heng remained unmoved, until Zhou Qingyue's warm lips touched him, and then reached out to hold the back of the other's head.

After a while, the tip of Qiao Heng's tongue accidentally touched Zhou Qingyue's palate. Zhou Qingyue pushed him away and said with a smile, "itch."

He moved his position and lay down directly with his head resting on Qiao Heng's stomach.

Qiao Heng raised his neck slightly to take a look, then lay back to his original position, stretched out his hand and lightly inserted Zhou Qingyue's hair, his eyes softened.

Feeling the soft hair in his hands, Qiao Heng said softly, "Qingyue, tell me about the school."

Zhou Qingyue snorted through his nose, "What's there to talk about? It's the same as before. You haven't come to class for a long time. Chen Guangyi listened to class and played with his mobile phone after class. Zhao Yangling has become the new class teacher in class one. God tells me gossip..."

He told all the acquaintances with his fingers, and finally concluded his statement: "Teacher Zhou is still the same, and I am worried that you will not be able to keep up with the progress when you come back, so I almost come to give you a small stove in person. It seems that I missed one? I missed it. School grass student Zhou Qingyue is still very handsome, but he always thinks about when his boyfriend will come back to class."

When Zhou Qingyue said the last sentence, he clearly felt the vibration from the opponent's abdomen to his head.

After laughing, Qiao Heng reached out to hold Zhou Qingyue's hand, with a firm look in his eyes, "Well, boyfriend."

Zhou Qingyue turned around, lay on his stomach on his side and was about to speak when the door was knocked open with a 'bang'.

Chen Guangyi's voice was in the room: "Yueyue! Miss me!"

Zhou Qingyue froze instantly.

Chen Guangyi was obviously very excited, and rushed to Zhou Qingyue's side as soon as he came up: "Auntie said that you are eating hot pot tonight, so I rolled over here hahaha, I also brought a new game console, Qingyue, would you like..."

Chen Guangyi finally realized that something was wrong, "Boss, boss!!! You're here too!"

Qiao Heng was suppressed by Zhou Qingyue and couldn't get up, so he just greeted him with a smile.

Zhou Qing said indifferently, "You just know? Qiao Heng has lived in my house for a long time."

Chen Guangyi was flustered, "Yueyue, you didn't tell me!" Then he felt a little unbalanced, "I haven't lived with your parents yet!"

Zhou Qingyue smiled and pushed the other party's head away, "Then I haven't lived with your parents either."

"It seems to be." Chen Guangyi was stunned for a moment, saw the hands of the two holding each other in his eyes, and said blankly: "...You guys are so good."

Zhou Qingyue: "..."

Alas, this silly boy.

Zhou Qingyue teased him: "We can give you more, do you want to see it?"

Chen Guangyi was shocked, "No, no, there are no girls here, so you don't have to work so hard."

Qiao Heng was a little puzzled: "What girl?"

Chen Guangyi wanted to slap himself, and quickly said: "It's nothing. I came to ask you to do homework together. I brought all the homework. When will you do it? Let's play games together after finishing it!"

The corners of Zhou Qingyue's mouth curled up, and he pointed at the table.

Chen Guangyi walked over in two steps in doubt, and suddenly felt a little dazed when he saw the two homeworks that were all written on the desktop.

He was dazed until he took out his homework and started to do it. Zhou Qingyue and Qiao Heng were talking and laughing behind him, and he was the only one facing the cruel homework.

Chen Guangyi wanted to cry but had no tears: "Qingyue, can I play two games first before writing."

Zhou Qingyue shouted towards the door: "Mom—"

Chen Guangyi frantically wrote: "Ah, ah, I was wrong!! Don't call me auntie, auntie will definitely tell my mother!"

In the past few days, the temperature has dropped sharply, from autumn to winter in a blink of an eye, and when I go outside in thin clothes, I will be blown by the wind.

On the day when Qiao Heng returned to school for normal classes, the second class applauded thunderously for several minutes, making the class one think it was going to be a holiday.

Wait until the applause of the second class rang for a long time, and the gossip said that it was going to be a holiday. '

'The teacher in the second class said that he would have a holiday. Didn't you hear the cheers and applause for the morning reading? '

"Someone beat chicken legs in the second class, and the aunt told them that tomorrow is a holiday"

'Auntie in the canteen said that tomorrow will be a holiday'

This kind of news spread throughout the grade, and it was only when Class One realized that it was the monitor of Class Two who had returned.

Of course, No. [-] Middle School did not have a holiday on the second day, and the teacher looked at half of the students who were listless.

In the middle of Zhou Qingyue's class, the cell phone placed in the drawer vibrated suddenly, and he was so frightened that he immediately refused.

Wait until get out of class is over before calling back.

Zhou's mother wondered: "Qingyue, did you buy something? Our family has a courier, which is very heavy."

It was only then that Zhou Qingyue remembered that the books he ordered a few days ago had arrived.

"Mom, I bought that... The information book, don't open it, just put it in my room first."

Zhou's mother was surprised: "Such a large pile of information books? How many catties? I thought it was a stone if you didn't tell me."

Zhou Qing became more and more amused: "Why should I buy stones, as a paperweight? You think I'm my dad."

Zhou's mother looked at the small box of courier in the room and felt a little uncomfortable: "Qingyue, why don't you unpack the courier and put it in the bookcase for you?"

"No, no, no! I'll go back and do it myself, really."

Zhou's mother: "Okay."

Zhou Qingyue suddenly remembered something, "Mom, why don't you put it in your room for me first, so that Qiao Heng can't see it."

Zhou's mother wondered: "Is there anything in the information book that Qiao Heng can't see?"

"Mom, please, really, really. I want to try to do a few more sets of questions to see if I can surpass Qiao Heng. It would be embarrassing for me not to surpass me by then."

Zhou's mother was helpless, there was nothing she couldn't know, but she also agreed to Zhou Qingyue.

It wasn't until the next day that he saw Zhou's father unpacking the courier with a knife, and he yelled to stop.

Father Zhou shook his hands in fright, "What are you calling my wife?"

Zhou's mother hurried up to hold him: "This is my son's courier, why are you unpacking his courier?"

Father Zhou was stunned for a moment, "Isn't this the strange stone I bought? I remember the courier called me."

Zhou's mother had a headache, pointed to the courier at the door and said, "That's yours, I just brought it back for you."

Father Zhou knew that he had made a mistake, and coughed a few times, "It's okay, I just made a cut, I'll go get transparent glue to stick it back."

Father Zhou went to get the transparent glue, and was just about to glue it back, when he saw two words protruding from the cut he made.

He moved his mouth to look suspiciously, and his heart tightened for a moment: "Honey, is Qingyue under too much pressure?"

Mother Zhou helped him take his courier into the room, "Why do you suddenly think so?"

Father Zhou's face darkened, "Come and see what books your son bought."

Zhou's mother leaned over to take a look, and read softly: "Anxiety and phobia manual?"

Zhou's mother and Zhou's father looked at each other in blank dismay.