"..."
The moment the art notebook was snatched from his hand, Bei Mo's dark pupils contracted sharply.
As if trying to hide something, he turned around in a panic.
He said coldly, "Give it back to me!"
Unfortunately, Rong Shang had already opened the notebook.
She saw the sketch of the figure drawn on Bei Mo.
Is it because his art is too good?
She could tell at a glance who he had drawn.
Raising an eyebrow, Rong Shang closed the notebook and looked at the boy in front of her with a smile.
"You stole my drawing?"
"..."
"Um?"
The ending note rises, making her voice sexy and alluring.
Bei Mo stared at her for a few seconds, and the fingertips of his hand, which was placed at his side, tightened imperceptibly.
"It's just homework." How stressed must one be to give such a lame excuse?
But is this explanation sufficient?
Bei Mo pursed his thin lips, his expression indifferent.
In fact, the moment Rong Shang lowered her eyes and glanced at the art notebook again, his gaze towards her deepened.
It was quite hot.
The next second, the girl suddenly raised her head. Bei Mo's heart tightened, and he panicked. He quickly turned his face away and looked elsewhere, pretending to be calm.
Rong Shang glanced at him and laughed, "Is the homework just about you secretly drawing me?"
On the playground, soft moonlight shone down, and Rong Chang finally took a step.
She held his art notebook in her fair and beautiful hands as she walked towards him step by step.
The intense gaze fell upon him, leaving Bei Mo with nowhere to escape.
He was a little nervous; his heart was already in his throat.
He pursed his lips, and as Rong Shang stopped in front of him, he glanced at her quickly and said, "Sorry."
With a slender hand reaching out, Bei Mo tried to take the art book from her hand.
Unexpectedly, Rong Chang lowered her eyes and glanced at it, then reached out her hand.
Then... their hands suddenly clasped together in mid-air.
The cool temperature came from her fingertips.
Bei Mo's breath hitched, "..."
They held hands?
He lowered his eyes and glanced down, but a faint shadow fell over his eyes.
Then, in his line of sight, the art notebook fell to the ground with a "thud".
Bei Mo wanted to bend down to pick it up.
But his chin was being tightly gripped.
The next second, he was forced to look up and his eyes met the other person's.
"Bei Mo, do you have a crush on me?"
The unexpected question made Bei Mo blush.
Rong Shang looked at him, her teasing smile deepening.
But it was this very look that made Bei Mo turn his face away, his thin lips pursed, his expression cold.
“No.” His tone suddenly became firm.
Rong Shang raised an eyebrow slightly, “…”
There was a silence of about one or two seconds.
Bei Mo looked over again, but pulled her hand away.
Then, he bent down in front of her and picked up the art book from the ground.
"Bei Mo?" She looked down at him and called his name again.
To everyone's surprise, Bei Mo picked up the art book, dusted it off, turned around without saying a word, and walked away.
In that instant, the smile on his lips froze.
Rong Shang narrowed her eyes, watching the man's departing figure.
What's going on?!
Is it really just homework?
If so, her behavior just now might have been seen as harassment by Bei Mo.
Well, Rong Shang has realized that the man in this world is another straight man who is as straight as they come.
But speaking of which, the main god of this dog system is really quite schizophrenic.
One world, one personality.
A certain dog-like system, [...]
Dear host, how much better are you?
My little sweetheart can already imagine what they would call each other if they got together in real life.
Let's call them: The Split Personality Couple.
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