Chapter 179 Someone Is Eyeing the 9th Hall

The pain in the lower abdomen was always there, but no one could notice the change in Fu Jiu.

Just like what Qin Mo said, people like Fu Jiu are the most difficult to figure out.

When eating breakfast, a large fruit plate was placed on the table, most of which were pears.

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

Fu Jiu raised her eyebrows and looked at the fruit plate in front of her.

The property of pears is cool.

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

When Fu Jiu came here, she dared not drink cold water, let alone eat pears.

But this time, Fu Jiu pinched a piece with a light smile and put it in her mouth: "Not bad, it's delicious, thank you Brother Mo."

Qin Mo took his gaze away from the young man's face, and made him drink another cup of soup. The soup's curative effect was the same, and all the effects were - to reduce the fire and eliminate the haze!

There were lilies in the soup, Fu Jiu really didn't want to drink it, but relying on the cleverness of the great god, it might not be that she didn't react immediately, and she wouldn't react later.

So doing a full set of plays, Fu Jiu raised her head and drank all the cold soup.

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

"I seldom eat it." Fu Jiu pouted, "I'm a picky eater."

Qin Mo nodded, his voice was very light: "Youth rebellious period."

Fu Jiu: ...What does this have to do with the rebellious period of youth?

After eating pears and drinking lily cold soup, the effect is that her eyes are much brighter and she is not afraid of the smog anymore, but Fu Jiu, who has a sore stomach, doesn't want to move at all.

This is also the last thing that the Great God can notice. In addition, there is a physics class this morning. If the teacher fails to roll the name, it is likely to affect the results of this monthly exam.

After breakfast, Fu Jiu stood up, with one hand in the pocket of her school uniform, smiling lightly, and she seemed to be the same.

Qin Mo sent her to the school, and before leaving, he told the driver: "Come again at noon to deliver fruit plate and cold soup to Young Master Jiu."

"Yes." The driver nodded.

Fu Jiu listened beside her, and she had already decided to give away the lunch that the Great God gave her. She must never touch those two things again, and now they are both painful and unbearable.

Before her lips turned pale, Fu Jiu opened the car door and walked down, waving at Qin Mo, and waited until the car behind her disappeared completely.

Fu Jiucai stretched out her hand to cover her stomach, and her silver hair hung down, blocking her beautiful eyes.

Because the movements were made through the school uniform jacket, many people thought the boy was suffering from a stomachache.

It's just that the boy's back is still very handsome, and the appearance of carrying a schoolbag on one shoulder still makes many girls want to come up and talk to Jiudian.

Yes, it's obvious.

Fu Jiu was not in a good spirit today. After entering the classroom, she buttoned up her school uniform hat and lay down on the desk at the back, only showing her extremely fair side face.

Several girls looked behind them.

"Is Jiudian sick?"

"Seems to be……"

Such faint worry caused the five or six boys who had long disliked Fu Jiu to look at each other, with hidden poison in their eyes...