Royal No. 4 Demon School Grass

"You are such an idiot, think about it, if you become a well-known dancer, you must fly to this country every day, you are so busy, how can you have time to meet the Prince of the Night, so, Miss Lamy It was because of Prince Ye that he turned down the opportunity to become a well-known dancer at home and abroad..."

"Wow, so infatuated..."

The female students were discussing in low voices, their eyes full of envy.

"Ding!—" The text message sounded.

I picked up my phone and looked. It turned out that it was Yin Yixuan who left a message saying that my mother asked her to go to the company to get some documents, and she might come later.

I replied with a reassuring expression: It's okay, just pay attention to safety on the road.

There was applause in the venue, and I closed my mobile phone. It turns out that the rehearsal this afternoon has also ended perfectly.

Some of the girls' shoes who had been watching from the sidelines immediately scrambled up and surrounded Tang Lami and Qianben Jiye tightly.

"Miss Lamy, you danced really well today..."

"Miss Lamy, it turns out that your dancing skills are so good, I really admire you..."

"Miss Lamy, are you hungry? I have bread here..."

"Miss Lamy, Prince of the Night, are you tired? I have a towel here, wipe off your sweat..."

One of the elementary school girls tried her best to squeeze in on her tiptoes, then took out a wet towel from her bag, grabbed it, and stretched it carefully towards Qianben Jiye's face.

The little girl's face is reddish, maybe this is the first time she has come into close contact with Qianben Jiye?

Even the hand holding the wet towel trembled slightly...

Qianben Jiye frowned, dodging the towel stretched out to him, looking at the courteous girl in front of him, the disgust flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, a pair of quick eyes grabbed the little girl's hand, and the towel was easily snatched away.

Her sharp nails 'accidentally' scratched the back of the little girl's hand.

The little girl exclaimed "Ah!" in pain.

It was Tang Lamy. She raised a gentle expression and looked apologetic, "I'm sorry, little sister, I accidentally scratched you with my nails, but I can do this kind of work, don't bother, thank you ah……"

Tang Lami picked up the towel calmly, and gently wiped the sweat on Qianben Jiye's forehead. It was both expected and unexpected. Wipe the sweat.

I just watched indifferently, Tom Rami rowed to that little girl...

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