The Red Wall of the Net King

challenge?

Do you think this is a fan?

I rolled my eyes, then raised the chin of the girl in front of me enchantingly: "What... makes you think I will fight?"

Taunt, turn around.

"Sooner or later, you will have to accept these, as Atobe's girlfriend."

The sound scattered in the air, reminding me of many repeated plots.

For example, a certain heroine used her absolute inhuman strength to defeat the challenger.

Or in a cheating way.

But what they do is just to be recognized by others, and why have I ever needed the approval of others?

"I accept." Yang raised the invitation letter in his hand.

On the ninth day of the incident, I finally accepted it.

Because they come to harass me every day.

I admire them very much, and they can be found in places like those rooftops, the cherry tree in the corner of the school, and the hidden office next to the art classroom.

"You can compare anything with me, but I have one condition - since you are doing it for Atobe, then the judge must be Atobe. And don't bother me after the competition, no matter whether you win or lose."

"If you lose, leave the Ice Empress." This rhetoric is really old-fashioned.

"Yes, no problem." I agreed wholeheartedly.

Atobe will judge me to win against his conscience, won't he?

Out of such trust, I am inexplicably amused.

So in the cooking classroom, when the head of the home economics department served her absolutely perfect cooking, I just made a sandwich here.

But the result is shady.

I glanced at Atobe who was calm and calm, and smiled secretly.

Mr. Atobe just took a bite of the sandwich I made, and said that it is not gorgeous.

declare me victorious.

I put on a face that I knew it all along.

"It's not fair, Atobe SAMA, you haven't even tasted my food." The Home Economics Minister's face was ugly.

"What kind of dishes can't the chef of Atobe's family cook?" I smiled contemptuously, "If his wife only wants to know how to cook, then he might as well marry a maid."

Then Atobe said: "I am very satisfied with your loving cooking."

Sarah, that's not some loving food.

I frowned: "If this is the case, then please eat all my love dishes?"

After speaking, I raised my eyebrows provocatively.

Then Atobe moved gracefully as expected.

"Ah, sir, are you still satisfied with the mustard-flavored heart sandwiches I made?"

Approaching with a smirk, this time should reflect my bad woman face.

"It's hard to eat." The uncle left such a sentence.

"Then, students, don't you need to bother me in the future?"

I walked away in a hurry, isn't it disgusting?

However, I don't care.

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Atobe is rarely in the office at noon.

I pushed open the door of the student union office, and unexpectedly saw Atobe who was processing documents.

He tried to run away, but was stopped.

"Well, this is what you are announcing to the whole school? Not a gorgeous woman." Uncle Atobe smoothed his hair.

"Of course, what belongs to me cannot be touched by anyone." I announced arrogantly.

Then the dog legs added: "Of course, it belongs to the uncle, and no one can touch it."

I pointed to myself and smiled.

"Then..." Atobe stood up suddenly.

Slowly approach me.

I wanted to imitate the women in those TV dramas who fled tremblingly to the corner, but I was born to only play the role of a villain.

On the contrary, it seems to want to refuse and welcome.

"How does the uncle want to trick me?" This should have been a soft and weak resistance, but it tasted provocative when it came out of my mouth.

"of course--"

Slightly cool, but hot.

The touch on my lips made me want to laugh.

"That's all?" I smirked.

Then began to actively attack, the tip of the tongue attempted to invade.

But obviously Mr. Atobe is domineering, even if it is kissing, he must be the dominant party.

I quietly felt the feeling that my breath was getting thinner, as if my survival depended on sharing with another person.

Chest more and more uncomfortable, suffocation is actually happiness.

"The first kiss, no matter how intense it is, is worth remembering." The smile on the corner of my mouth expanded uncontrollably.

And the boy in front of him always likes to say awkwardly at this time: "A woman who is not gorgeous."

"Actually, love makes people timid." I met his gaze suddenly, "I was very uneasy until Atobe-sama, you didn't eat the sandwich I made this morning."

"My uncle will make people uneasy?" Atobe suddenly patted my head.

"Don't touch my head. And I'm kidding." I'm going to abscond.

But was stopped by the uncle, "Well, not gorgeous woman, you didn't send flowers this morning."

The uncle pointed to the empty vase on the table.

"It's okay for the uncle to send me off. My hand injury is still not healed." I waved my hand bitterly.

"Call my uncle Jingwu." Atobe ordered dissatisfied.

"Hi, Atobe-san." I bowed, "But the uncle will spare me the errand of delivering flowers. I'm tired of running around like this every day."

"A woman who is not gorgeous." The moment Atobe recited his catchphrase.

I disappeared.