Guide To Raising the Sick Villain

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Qiao Lan felt that she might really be a little whiter. After Uncle Chen said that she had turned whiter, some students in the class also said that she had turned whiter when they greeted her.

Sure enough, I was too hungry before, but now I am recuperating slowly, my body is gradually getting better, and my complexion is not much better than before.

But thinking about Second Sister Qiao, who has become plumper and fairer since marrying into a "rich family", and Qiao Yuan, a chubby chubby little white, Qiao Lan feels that there is still a lot of room for improvement.

Thinking of the four words in the novel about Qiao Lan's return later, returning with surprise, Qiao Lan really looked forward to what this face would look like when it was stunning.

Can skin color really have such a big impact on a person's appearance?

But that's all for the future, I'd better read the book now.

Apart from Tan Mo, Pei Ning had the best relationship with Qiao Lan in the class.

After this semester, the head teacher no longer arranges the seats according to the order, because some students reported that the head teacher's behavior is unfair to the students with poor grades, so the head teacher can only give up.

So the rule of arranging seats according to grades was replaced, and students with good grades can choose their own deskmates.

If the poor students in the back are popular enough, they can also sit at the same table with the students with good grades.

The high school students were still a little shy. There were so many people in the class who liked Chen Yaoyang and Song Yao, but in the end, Chen Yaoyang sat with his best friend Li Fan, and Song Yao sat with his best friend.

Pei Ning also ran to sit at the same table with her roommate.

After such a change, the number of boys and girls sitting at the same table in the class instantly decreased by 90%, and Qiao Lan and Tan Mo were 10% of them.

After the head teacher announced the new rules for changing seats, Tan Mo was nervous for a while.

He was not stupid, and he had long discovered that Qiao Lan was not popular in the class. Apart from the classmates who usually greeted each other, Pei Ning was the only one who could really chat.

So Qiao Lan wouldn't want to sit with other people, but maybe she would sit with Pei Ning.

He took a careful look at Qiao Lan. Qiao Lan sat on the seat calmly, as if changing seats had nothing to do with her.

Later, Pei Ning sat at the same table with another boy.

However, even if Pei Ning sat far away, he would still come to Qiao Lan whenever he was free, even though he usually came to ask questions.

It was the end of get out of class time, and Qiao Lan took out her mobile phone to look up words she didn't know. Pei Ning jumped out from nowhere, and before she started asking questions, she first saw Qiao Lan's mobile phone, and said "Ah, bought a mobile phone? Save my number then."

Qiao Lan made an OK gesture, Pei Ning reported a series of numbers, and Qiao Lan recorded them on the phone.

Tan Mo stared at the name "Pei Ning" on Qiao Lan's phone, his eyes darkened, and he didn't speak.

A few days later, by chance, Qiao Lan handed over the phone to Tan Mo for safekeeping. Tan Mo stared at the white phone in his hand for a long time, then opened the screen saver and found the address book.

Qiao Lan's phone is no longer just his number, besides Pei Ning, there are many people Qiao Lan knew when he was working.

The notes are arranged according to the initials of the names. Tan Mo's surname begins with T. Although it is not at the end, it is already very low. At least Pei Ning's name is in front of him.

Tan Mo pursed his lips, opened his address book, and added a 1 in front of Tan Mo's Tan.

Tan Mo became 1 Tan Mo.

Then he opened the contacts again, and Tan Mo saw that his name was at the top in an instant, followed by Qiao Lan's own phone number.

She couldn't remember her own number, so she added "this machine."

On the top is Tan Mo, and on the bottom is the phone. After looking at it for a while, Tan Mo's ears suddenly felt hot again, and he hastily re-locked the phone, pretending nothing happened.

After Qiao Lan came back, he returned the phone to Qiao Lan.

Qiao Lan didn't discover Tan Mo's little secret, she was busy doing physics papers.

Ever since Qiao Lan mastered physics, her interest in physics has increased day by day. The best thing is that when she encounters a problem she doesn't understand, as long as she shows it to Tan Mo, she will definitely solve it. Pushing the paper to Tan Mo's side, Tan Mo is very natural He took the paper over and took the pen from Qiao Lan's hand.

Qiao Lan saw the bracelet on his wrist.

After all, she spent a lot of effort to weave it, so it wouldn't be unrecognizable after stringing beads.

I don't know whose hands are so skillful. Qiao Lan didn't feel right when he finished the Ping An knot, but now it's made into a bracelet. I don't know how to weave the ending part. It looks very neat. The little tassels that hang down at the end A small silver pendant is strung on it.

In an instant, Qiao Lan's safe knot was raised by more than one level.

Qiao Lan stared at the black bead on the bracelet, "Is this bead agate?"

"No, it's obsidian." Tan Mo put down his pen, took out his phone and turned on the flashlight, facing the black bead, "When the light shines on, agate is still pure black, but obsidian is not."

Qiao Lan looked down for a long time, and the black beads under the strong light actually had a rainbow glow.

"Very beautiful," Qiao Lan said.

Tan Mo thought for a while, "I still have half a box at home, I'll bring it to you tomorrow."

"no, I'm fine!"

Qiao Lan hurriedly shut up, she just said that casually, if this continues, Qiao Lan will not dare to say anything in front of Tan Mo.

I'm afraid Tan Mo will bring it directly the next day.

Tan Mo's regular feeding every day made her feel very stressed. For the past two days, Qiao Lan has been thinking about how to talk to Tan Mo so that he will stop being taken advantage of by the western restaurant, but she has never found a suitable opportunity.

Qiao Lan had a hunch that Tan Mo would be unhappy if this matter was revealed, but he had to say it, it was a matter of principle.

After school in the afternoon, when going to the western restaurant, Qiao Lan passed by a street full of barbecue shops in twos and threes. The students in the attached middle school jokingly called this a barbecue street.

Qiao Lan walked across the barbecue street and found a familiar figure.

Squinting his eyes, he looked over and saw that he was right. A group of junior high school students in the school uniform of the attached high school were crowded at an open-air table outside, both men and women, and a group of children were still drinking while yelling.

Qiao Yuan's round and rolling body is squeezed among a group of thin junior high school students, which is particularly obvious.

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Qiao's father and mother were always willing to spend money on Qiao Yuan, so Qiao Lan didn't think too much about it, and just took a look before turning around and getting on the bus.

In the evening, Tan Mo arrived as scheduled, but after Uncle Chen sent him here, he left again, saying that there was something wrong.

Tan Mo still ordered the same dishes as yesterday, Qiao Lan struggled for a long time and asked him, "Wouldn't you feel tired of eating these dishes every day?"

No matter how delicious something is, you should get tired of eating it every day.

Tan Mo has eaten at this restaurant for three consecutive months. He has eaten all the dishes for countless times. Is he really not tired?

Recently, Uncle Chen has been ordering less and less and even started to order red wine. Qiao Lan can guarantee that Uncle Chen will definitely get tired of eating.

But Tan Mo cut the steak seriously, and answered Qiao Lan quite seriously, "It's not greasy."

He didn't lie, and Tan Mo wouldn't lie either.

He is really not tired, he just likes the same rhythm of life, including the place where he lives, the people around him, the things in the room, and the food that fills his stomach.

You can eat as much as you can.

Qiao Lan's test failed. She stared at Tan Mo silently for a long time, and said suddenly, "Tan Mo, do you know how much you have already spent in this restaurant?"

Tan Mo stopped cutting the steak. He didn't know why Qiao Lan would suddenly ask such a question. Because Qiao Lan was talking, Tan Mo looked up at her politely and answered honestly, "I don't know."

Chen Bo pays every day, not to mention that Tan Mo neither cares nor cares.

There were few people in the restaurant today, and Uncle Chen was not there, so Qiao Lan simply sat where Uncle Chen had been sitting before. She made a seven to Tan Mo.

"Tan Mo, in three months, you spent a total of 70,000 yuan in restaurants."

In Qiao Lan's last life and this life, except that she passed the ninth provincial college entrance examination before wearing the book, and the government rewarded her with 50,000 yuan, she has always lived poorly. After spending so much in this restaurant, Qiao Lan couldn't sit still.

Tan Mo still didn't understand what Qiao Lan meant. He spent 70,000 in three months. What's wrong?

Qiao Lan frowned, "Don't you think it's too much?"

Tan Mo shook his head without thinking, "Not much."

Qiao Lan: ""

She didn't want to discuss with Tan Mo what the concept of 70,000 yuan is for rich people and ordinary people. She took a deep breath, "But for me, it's too much, and there's no need to waste it like this."

"No waste." Tan Mo put down his knife and fork, and looked at Qiao Lan intently with light brown eyes. "I come here to eat, and you can get a commission and a tip, so it's not a waste."

That's not what waste is.

This is the first time that Tan Mo said clearly that he came here for Qiao Lan. It is a lie to say that he is not moved, but it is not a lie to feel sorry for him. "It's a waste to spend money every day on something you don't like." Mo explained clearly.

Tan Mo was silent for a while, then lowered his head and whispered, "There is nothing I don't like."

"I don't like it, but I can't say I like it, right? Before you came to this restaurant, Tan Mo, a professional nutritionist will help you with what you eat every day. You need to supplement balanced and sufficient nutrition, and your body doesn't allow you Eating such greasy and unhealthy things for a long time."

Tan Mo didn't refute, he finally heard something unusual from Qiao Lan's words, "What the hell are you?" He looked at Qiao Lan, "What do you want to say."

"I want to say, Tan Mo, after today, eat at home as before, and don't come here again."

Tan Mo looked at her without saying a word. After a long time, he said in a muffled voice, "Then I won't come." Before Qiao Lan could breathe a sigh of relief, he continued, "I'll let Uncle Chen take it back every day."

Qiao Lan raised it again in one breath.

"No", Qiao Lan finally realized that she couldn't play around with Tan Mo at all, she had to tell him directly and clearly what she wanted to say, "Don't come here for dinner, and don't let Chen Bo take you with you."

Tan Mo became irritable uncontrollably, he couldn't figure it out.

"You don't want money, and you don't want me to come here, so what do you want me to do?"

"You don't need to do anything, Tan Mo," Qiao Lan repeated, "You don't need to do anything, you don't need to help me, you don't need to give me money, I can do it myself"

"What can you do? If you can, why do you come here to work?"

Tan Mo was stubborn and didn't understand why Qiao Lan kept struggling with this problem. She was short of money and he had money, but why must it be so difficult to get 70,000 yuan?

Qiao Lan's tone became more serious because she couldn't make any sense, "I'm short of money and

You have money but no connection, why you just don’t understand, we are friends and classmates, no friend or classmate would do this, Tan Mo, there is no relationship between us that you must support me and support me.”

Tan Mo's suppressed irritability exploded instantly when he heard the last sentence, and dropped the knife and fork in his hand on the plate. With a "bang", everyone around him looked this way.

He looked at Qiao Lan coldly, "Don't eat, pay the bill."

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