The Little Fairy Who Was Reborn As a School Grass Boss

Qin Junnian pursed her thin lips and reacted.

His eyebrows moved, and the end of his eyes seemed to be dyed red, "So you can't eat spicy food?"

Qin Junnian's voice was a little cold, and Rumo's eyes had a deep swirling light.

It seems to be able to swallow people into it.

Song Xiyue's heart palpitated, she felt reborn, and she was a little uncertain about Qin Junnian's character and temper.

She was thinking, is he angry?

Song Xiyue wants to lie and say that she can eat spicy food.

But facing Qin Junnian's eyes, she couldn't tell a lie.

She was reluctant to tell him any lie.

She can deceive anyone, but she can't deceive him. She can't tell a lie or a well-meaning lie.

"I……"

Song Xiyue didn't know what to say.

There was a suppressed bloodthirsty aura floating in Qin Junnian's heart.

"I thought I could eat spicy food, I didn't know I couldn't eat spicy food."

In the last life, after drinking and fighting, she broke her stomach and had problems with her stomach, so she couldn't eat irritating food.

But after coming back in this life, her stomach is fine.

She can't eat spicy food, it doesn't mean that she has a problem with her stomach.

Is it because of the physical problems of the previous life.

Song Xiyue's face changed, and she asked, "Doctor Li, is my body okay elsewhere? Is my stomach serious?"

"It's not serious, it's just a mild inflammation. Take a two-day bottle, go back to take some medicine, and pay more attention to your daily diet, there will be no problem."

Song Xiyue nodded.

"Don't eat spicy food in the future." Qin Junnian emphasized.

"I know." Song Xiyue stuck out her tongue secretly.

"Well." Qin Junnian looked arrogant.

Dr. Li watched from the side and thought it was a little funny, but he said in a meaningful way, "Just say that if you have a younger sister, you can dote on her to death."

This child, he knows, has a kind and soft heart, and is most affectionate and righteous.

Qin Junnian seemed to think of something, his face changed, and he didn't speak anymore.

Then, he accompanied Song Xiyue to play the hanging bottle.

Until very late at night, Song Xiyue was worried that her grandmother was worried about her when she saw that her face was not very good.

He gave Qin Junnian the sachet in his hand, "This is the sachet for your grandmother, it's my little gift."

Song Xiyue did not say that it is good for the heart.

After that, Qin Junnian asked the driver to take her back.

After Song Xiyue went back, she breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out her hand to take her own pulse, and found that it was just a little gastrointestinal problem, nothing serious.

Tomorrow, she's not going to play the hanging bottle, she'll just make some medicine for herself.

In the hospital before, she didn't want to reveal too many of her secrets.

...

The next day, Song Xiyue went to school

As soon as I entered the classroom, the students were chatting and discussing the grades.

"Yesterday, the test results were coming out, and the teacher will announce the results and rankings as soon as the teacher enters the classroom."

"The grades and rankings are all about the top class, and have nothing to do with our 19th class."

"It doesn't matter. That's the second place. My dad said that I have to pass the test anyway, or I will deduct my living expenses this time."

"My brand-name bag, my mother said that I have improved in the exam, so I bought a brand-name bag."

...

Most of the 19th class are rich second-generation, and their families have some background. They all come to school to hang around, and it doesn't matter to them if they have bad grades.

Many people will be arranged by their families to go abroad after graduating from high school, or they will spend money to go to aristocratic universities.

However, their family also has requirements for grades, and they always have to improve.

So they will work harder on weekdays.

Jian Ningning looked at Song Xiyue and said, "Xiyue, aren't you nervous?"