"Zhan Qiyou, what are you doing?"

Mian Mian frowned and nose, unkindly.

Zhan Qiyou's face was calm, but he didn't change at all. Then he said with great concern: "Mianmian, you seem to have a low fever. Do you want me to let the driver go to the nearby clinic first?"

Mianmian is a bit muddled. Did Zhan Qiyou take the wrong medicine today? What do you mean by caring so much about her?

Before she could figure out how to open her mouth and connect her back, Gong Qiao said coldly:

"no need, there are so many people in the car. Everyone goes out to play, and they can't delay the journey of the whole car for the sake of others. There's no such reason. Besides, Mianmian is just a cold. She doesn't have a fever, and she has taken the preventive medicine I gave her."

Mian Mian wants to open her mouth, but she feels Gong qiaomo pinching her thigh quietly.

She was suspicious and tacitly silent.

After all, it's on the bus. Zhan Qiyou seems to be totally business oriented, but he is still very concerned. "If you feel uncomfortable for a while, you must tell me that although everyone is a collective activity, the local flu has been rampant recently. If the situation is serious, it may affect your return to China."

……

Zhan Qiyou went back to the back seat after he finished the roll call.

Gong qiaomo glanced back silently, not surprisingly seeing what Zhan Qiyou and Jiang Li were whispering.

Gong Qiao's face was heavy, which made Mianmian confused.

She took a sniff. "What are you doing? God says it's not normal for Zhan Qiyou, but I think you're not normal."

Gong Qiao isn't sure if he thinks too much, but he has to be defensive.

He whispered to Mian Mian, "that day outside the auditorium, Zhan Qiyou took the initiative to mention to you that the student union was preparing for the graduation trip?"

"Yes."

"You live in the suite with those three girls, next door is Zhan Qiyou. Have you noticed?"

Mian Mian doesn't know so: "which room does Zhan Qiyou live in concerns me about Mao?"

Gong Qiao fu'er said, "don't you think it's strange that Zhan Qiyou's room seems to be a double room, but Jiang Li didn't live with him. I didn't think much about it at first. After all, it's classmates. It's normal for Jiang Li to live with girls, but if I don't miscalculate, Zhan Qiyou's room is only for him..."

The more Mian Mian listens to this, the more ignorant she is. She asks foolishly, "you mean Zhan Qiyou is living in a luxury suite with the funds of the student union?"

“……” Gong Qiao has a black thread.

Forget it, he has given up explaining to Jiang Mianmian.

It's hard for him to reach out and touch the cotton head like a big brother rather than a little boy.

"Ah, my sister Mian is not a general two silly. I'm afraid that Zhan Qiyou and Jiang Li have something wrong with you. I'm afraid of people hurting you, but maybe I think too much, but it's always right to be cautious. Your four person suite is also a single room. You must remember to lock the door when you sleep. No one can open it!"

Mianmian finally understands Gong Qiao's suspicion. She doesn't believe it, but Gong Qiao is not a gossip. Since he has a guess, it's reasonable.

……

Playing a day back to the hotel, cotton finally started to burn.

Holding her mobile phone, she wanted to make a phone call to Uncle Zhan.

But before going out, she promised to take good care of herself. It hurt so much to face

[first change, ticket retrieval]