Ji Yebai’s thin lips pursed slightly, his fingertips trembled lightly, and even the roots of his ears were red through!
Damn it, wasn’t this girl up all night and still sleeping? How co she woke up just now and overheard his conversation with Dong Yingluo...
A proud and arrogant tone spilled from his lips, "What’s true or what’s not, Ning Xixi, as if I’d be as bored as you."
"Hey, ’It’s not just like, but deep love’, didn’t you say this?"
"You heard wrong!" Ji Yebai retorted irritably, "You’re getting old; it’s normal to have blurry vision and ringing in your ears!"
Ning Xixi pouted, "If you said it, you said it. Why won’t you admit it?"
"Who won’t admit it? Go away, go back to sleep." Ji Yebai crossed his arms, acting tough and cool, turning his head to leave.
A pair of small hands grabbed the tail of his shirt.
Such a slight force, yet it made him involuntarily stop in his tracks.
"Hey, Ji Yebai." Ning Xixi blinked her eyes, "Aren’t you forgetting your jacket?"
Ji Yebai turned his head, Ning Xixi handed over his jacket, and he hesitated before taking it.
"I didn’t cover you with it because I was afraid you’d be cold! It’s just that I threw it on the couch, and it happened to cover you, that’s all!" The young master was still stubborn, refusing to admit it.
"Don’t worry, I’m not delusional."
Ning Xixi yawned, and in the morning light, she looked like a sleepy little kitten.
Ji Yebai’s gaze lingered for a few seconds on her cherry-red lips, thinking, why does this pretty little mouth, as moist and lovely as sakura, always manage to say things that infuriate him to death?
He had the impulse to ruthlessly ravage that little mouth!
"Hmph! Better you didn’t get any ideas! Bullying you is my pleasure!" he blurted out childishly, slowly putting on his jacket.
With his broad shoulders and narrow waist, he had an air of elegance; even the simple act of dressing was done with an air of casual grace and charisma.
"Are you leaving?" Ning Xixi asked.
The young master’s heart skipped a beat. Did this little girl finally realize his importance to her?
Next, would she ask him to stay? Or throw herself into his arms?
Tsk tsk, should he play it cool, or should he press her hard against the wall and kiss her...
"Is there sothing?" he asked with an authoritative and unrestrained raised eyebrow.
Ning Xixi bobbed her little head, "If you’re leaving, could you throw out the trash on your way?"
Ji Yebai couldn’t believe what he’d heard, "..."
Ning Xixi went back into the room, bringing out two huge black trash bags, and handed them to Ji Yebai with solemnity, "Thanks for your trouble."
Ji Yebai: ...Who exactly is the one being delusional here?!
...
Ying City’s school festival was held with great fanfare; the campus was crowded and bustling, drawing even the dia and television stations to cover the event.
The Cultural Departnt was in charge of the exhibition area.
The departnt head looked at Dong Yingluo with satisfaction, "Yingluo, your panel paintings this ti are really good, even the TV reporters fild it! The Principal ca by earlier and praised our departnt!"
Dong Yingluo humbly said, "Departnt head, you flatter , it’s not that good..."
"Look, everyone, look at Yingluo, our Cultural Departnt needs such talent!" The head laughed heartily, and the others joined in:
"Yingluo, our Goddess is amazing!"
"The creativity completely overshadows other classes!"
At that mont, an incongruous voice sounded, "How co I rember the Sports Departnt’s panel was also sakura-thed, right?"
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