Lu Miao was hungry and his mind was empty.

What her parents said, her left ear went in and the right ear went out, she couldn't remember anything.

"You don't say what's the reason for the fight. Well, we won't ask about this for now. The point is, Lu Miao, you don't know. You don't know the danger, you don't know the severity, you don't know what you're doing."

"You are a girl, no matter what it is for, rush to provoke a bunch of boys... Today you are lucky, there are classmates and teachers watching, if you are unlucky next time, do you know what will happen?"

Maintaining the innocence of "justice will always triumph over evil", her eyes are firm, and she candidly said: "I'm not afraid of them!"

Lin Wenfang and Lu Yongfei were too choked to speak.

An idea popped into my mind: how could we have such a stupid daughter.

"Today we have to give you a good class."

Lin Wenfang rolled up her sleeves and moved out of the chair. She vowed not to give up until she explained Lu Miao's dead brains.

Lu Yongfei had the same desire and sat opposite Lu Miao together.

Lu Miao drooped her head, knowing that tonight's dinner would be over.

Just when she was depressed, there were two knocks on the door.

"Uncle and aunt, is Lu Miao there?"

It was Jiang Haoyue who came.

Chapter 27 Pain

The atmosphere in the Lu family was very bad, and anyone with a discerning eye would know that Lu Miao was in trouble.

Lu Yongfei told Jiang Haoyue about her fight with the boys at school. After he listened to it, he thought for a moment and looked at the two parents.

"Uncle Lu, Aunt Fang, let Lu Miao come to my house tonight, I'll tell her."

The young man looked calm, and his tall stature didn't make his back show the slightest curvature.

He stood there quietly, exuding an ageless composure, reassuring and trusting.

Lu Miao, who was sitting in the seat, raised his eyes when he heard the good news.

She stared at him with big eyes, and she couldn't hide the joy on her face.

"Well," Lu Yongfei agreed without much thought: "You can educate Lu Miao, she doesn't listen to what we said, but she listens to you."

Lin Wenfang sighed: "If Lu Miao is half as good as you, we don't need to worry about her."

Lu Miao, who received the "special amnesty", hurried back to the room, took his pajamas, and obediently walked to Jiang Haoyue's side.

He glanced at her "luggage".

"What about homework?"

"I still have to do my homework..." Lu Miao muttered habitually.

Jiang Haoyue did not speak.

"Oh! I definitely can't forget my homework!" She patted her head winkingly and turned to find her schoolbag.

When picking up the schoolbag, the shoulder strap pressed against the wound, and Lu Miao let out a small "hiss" and changed to another handbag.

He watched silently, without saying anything, and led her home.

"Is Uncle Jiang not here? Are you sleeping in the mahjong hall again?"

As soon as he entered the room, Lu Miao was less restrained and his voice became brighter.

She went to his room with ease, put down her schoolbag, and smoothed herself a chocolate when she came out.

It was too late to eat, but she was starving.

Jiang Haoyue folded her arms and leaned against the door, her tone as cold as a piece of ice.

"Why don't you tell them you're fighting for me?"

She was stunned for a moment, forgetting that the chocolate was chewing in her mouth.

"No, what are you thinking, none of your business."

After tearing open the wrapping paper and stuffing a whole piece of chocolate into his mouth, Lu Miao's eyes drifted to the kitchen dodgingly, not daring to look at him.

"I see, is there anything in the fridge? Have you eaten yet?"

In the years she knew Lu Miao, she was transparent in front of him. She was really not good at lying, but she still did it to him.

Jiang Haoyue was extremely unhappy when she saw her desperately trying to hide it.

"Lu Miao, why is it necessary?"

There was a detached indifference in his eyes, and a mocking smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"Even if you tell me, the teacher won't ask about me. Besides, who doesn't know, you are fighting for me? Do you think your parents really can't see it?"

After closing the refrigerator door, Lu Miao walked over with a smiling face.

"Stop guessing, classmate Xiaojiang!"

She held his hand and shook it, she was most afraid of seeing him like this.

But Jiang Haoyue had this bad habit since she was a child, and she sternly tried to draw a clear line with her whenever she disagreed.

"I said it, it's none of your business... I found out that the dishes in the refrigerator haven't been touched! You must have not eaten dinner, shall we eat?"

Jiang Haoyue was determined not to let Lu Miao go down the stairs.

His voice was cold, and the words he said were like small knives. She couldn't hide if she wanted to, so he chased after him.

"You think you're amazing, and you're a hero outside for me? You want to give this favor, but I don't need it."

Lu Miao couldn't help feeling sad.

The hot face sticks to the cold butt, and the hot face is also accused by the cold butt - "How do you stick to me, ignoring my wishes".

She heard the guilt in his words, and he felt that what she had done was useless and caused him more trouble.

When she tried to refute him, she found that he was right.

What's the need? The client doesn't need it. What she did was just boring self-impression.

"The teacher said me, my parents said me, what they say, I don't care."

Letting go of his hand, Lu Miao lowered his head in frustration and said softly, "Because the person I want to hide the most is you."

——I hope you don't know all this, hope you get out of school and leave school well, and everything is as usual in school.