"Dear students, please note that now is the last part of the party, game time."
"Wow--"
"Great--"
"Pah, pah, pah—"
There were applause and screams,
Mo Liangyin touched her nose a little troubled. To be honest, she really didn't like playing games. She turned her eyes and glanced at Huan Lixiu, "Hey, I won't play for a while."
"Why?"
"It must be a very perverted game!"
"..." Huan Lixiu raised his eyebrows and put his hands in his pockets, "I'll play with you. It's okay to play when you come."
"No, no, no," Mo Liangyin shook her head. The last thing she had ever done since she was a child was playing games and losing, no matter what game she played. Anyway, she was afraid of games.
"That's right, it's okay, Liangyin,"
Standing on her right is Yue Feiyan. Today she and Huang Qingye returned to the academy and came a little late. She was wearing an elegant purple evening dress. She looked noble and generous but not gentle and polite.
"Anyway, Huan Lixiu is here to support you, right?"
"Your sister" Mo Liangyin glanced at Yue Feiyan who was hiding her face and smiling softly, "I didn't ask him..." Help
"She's right, wife, I'm here." Huan Lixiu raised his eyebrows, took out the hand in his pocket and put it around Mo Liangyin's shoulders, pulling her into his arms, "Don't be shy, why are you so secretive?"
"
"Pfft!" Yue Feiyan tugged at the hem of her purple skirt and leaned close to Huang Qingye, "I can't stand it at night anymore. This young couple is sour to me."
"Really?" Huang Qingye knocked Yue Feiyan's head, eliciting a doting smile, "Don't forget that we are almost there, wife..."
He leaned forward slightly and touched her earlobe, "My wife..."
Yue Feiyan's cheeks turned red
"Ouch, who's more bitter than the other," Mo Liangyin looked at the intimate ambiguity between Yue Feiyan and Huang Qingye and said with a smile.
"I, I, I, I'm too lazy to care about you." Yue Feiyan's cheeks were even redder, she turned her eyes and held Huang Qingye's arm, "Let's go over there to participate in the game, and ignore Mo Liangyin, who is afraid of losing."
"Well, listen to you"
Huang Qingye smiled lovingly and tenderly, and then went to the center with Yue Feiyan who lowered her head and looked embarrassed.
"Honey, are you afraid of losing?"
Huanli Xiurao looked at Mo Liangyin with interest, clenching his fists angrily.
"Tch, this princess is afraid of losing? It's a joke."
"Really?"
"Otherwise! A person as powerful as me will lose?!"
Huan Lixiu looked at Mo Liangyin pretending to be suspicious, with a look on his face like "Really? I don't really believe it."
"Stop talking nonsense, let's go there!" Mo Liangyin bit her lip with determination and held Huan Lixiu's arm.
"Okay." Huan Lixiu curled his lips, and then walked with Mo Liangyin to the center where the crowd was gradually gathering.