"Baby, I want you." Nangong Jue buried his head in her chest and said muffledly.
Nangong Yi felt a little itchy and couldn't help but giggle, "No, I have to go to school tomorrow."
With that said, she pushed him away, jumped out of bed, picked up her pajamas and put them on. When she looked back, Nangong Jue was looking at her with his lips curled up and his eyes sad.
Nangong Yi felt funny in her heart, but also a little touched. She knew that if he hadn't been unwilling to embarrass her, how could she have escaped?
Climbing onto the bed, she gently buttoned the pajamas on his chest to cover his attractive chest. Nangong Yi leaned into his ear and said something, then she lay next to him with a blushing face and eyes closed.
Nangong Jue suddenly came back to life, stood up and looked down at her, "Are you serious?"
The look in his eyes was so hot that Nangong Yi was unable to resist. She turned her back to him and muttered, "Cooked!"
Nangong Jue's eyes narrowed, he fell down again, and took her into his arms from behind, "Little rascal! Do you want to default on your debt?"
His chin rested on her shoulder, and he tilted his head to look at her, with a dangerous light in his eyes.
"You think I am you." Nangong Yi said with his eyes closed and a grin.
His breath sprayed against the back of her ear, and there was an indescribable intimacy to it.
Nangong never gave up, "Hurry up and tell me if it's true!"
As he spoke, he put his hand under Nangong Yi's armpit. Nangong Yi was ticklish and quickly said, "Yes, it's true, okay!"
A smile appeared on Nangong Jue's lips.
Kiss the back of her ear and say, "Keep your word."
She just told him that next time, next time, she would definitely give herself to him.
Nangong Jue thought about it and felt an urge, but suppressed it, not wanting to hurt her.
That night, he hugged her from behind and fell asleep.
After the preliminary round of the school belle, it's the finals.
Due to various reasons, all the original preliminaries and semi-finals were cancelled, and Nangong Yi expressed helplessness about this.
The battle between these two schools is really endless.
"Yiyi, what if Dugu Lin really makes such an exorbitant request?" Murong Mo suddenly asked on the way to the waiting area.
At that time, Nangong Yi was half leaning against Nangong Jue lazily. They were taking a shortcut and there were not many people on the road, so she was relatively unrestrained.
But thinking about it, even if there are people on the road, she doesn't care.
"What do you care about me?" Nangong Yi yawned lazily and narrowed his eyes.
Murong Mo hated iron and said, "Yiyi, how could you do this? Some people want to insult you, some want to kick you out of school, but it's better for you to not feel any pain at all! Do you have any sense of crisis?"
Nangong Yi smiled at her and shook his head gently.
Crisis awareness? She really doesn’t have one.
Seeing her smile, Murong Mo suddenly felt a headache. It turned out that their Nangong Yi could be so naughty.
The game was about to start. When Nangong Jue left, he tapped Nangong Yi's forehead and chuckled: "Don't forget what I said last time. Don't let others take advantage of you!"
Nangong Yi nodded, of course not, she is not a soft persimmon! Her advantage, ahem, can only be taken by one person.
As for what he said last time... Nangong Yi thought about it, feeling slightly excited.
Seeing him leaving, Nangong Yi suddenly turned around and said to Murong Mo: "There can be no problem with the piano this time!"
They were careful again and again, and there was indeed nothing wrong with the piano. The competition was carried out in a hurry, and Nangong Yi held the audience with a canon.
When the contest was finally over, the top ten who had gone through layers of screening entered the stage.
Among the candidates for the school title, since Murong Xi did not participate, the most outstanding character was none other than Dugu Lin, and it became a competition without any suspense.
As for the school beauty, Shangguan Ximei did not participate, but whether it is Xia Muling, Shangguan Xixue, Murong Mo or Nangong Yi, each one is extremely powerful and, in comparison, more interesting.
In order to maintain suspense, I decided to choose the school grass first.
The selection system of this competition is like this. Every student and guest in the venue has one vote, and as a judge, each one has one vote. Each vote in the audience represents one point, and each vote of the judges represents ten points.
The voting for the school beauty is over, the staff will conduct statistics, and the voting for the school beauty begins.
When Nangong Yi walked onto the stage, she always felt that there was a gaze staring at her, but when she wanted to investigate, the owner of that gaze quickly looked away.
