Ye Qingluo, who buried her head in his arms, couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips, outlining a happy arc.
"Well, I miss you too."
Soft words, like whispers, poured out of Ye Qingluo's mouth.
Di Moxuan's body froze suddenly.
With his hand, he clasped Ye Qingluo's jaw, forced her to raise her head, and stared straight into her eyes.
"Say it again."
Ye Qingluo's breathing became more and more rapid, and her long and curled eyelashes kept flickering.
She wanted to look away, but Di Moxuan clasped her fingers extremely tightly, preventing her from being shy to escape.
Forced to be helpless, Ye Qingluo got angry, glared at him resentfully, and said in a soft voice, "I miss you too... um!"
When the last word fell, the man's evil face quickly enlarged in his pupils.
Immediately, the cold thin lips covered her lips.
There was absolutely no room for her to resist.
The hand on her chin, slipped into her hair, pressed the back of her head, deepening the kiss.
A scorching breath burned between the two of them.
…
With the addition of Di Moxuan, these students who had been tortured by Ye Qingluo became miserable.
Di Moxuan's training was superimposed with the tasks assigned by Ye Qingluo.
Moreover, the task assigned by Emperor Moxuan was not much better than that of Ye Qingluo.
What was chasing after them was not only a huge and agile leopard beast, but also a majestic nine-tailed fox.
It's just that everyone shouted that they were tired and that life would be worse than death.
But every day, everyone still gritted their teeth and forced themselves to complete the tasks assigned to them.
Ye Qingluo is still the same as before, rushing around in the refining room, training ground, dormitory, and spiritual treasure land.
In a flash, another half month passed.
The two instructors who took sick leave also returned to the academy.
The news of Ye Qingluo's tie with the two cold-faced instructors has spread throughout the school.
Back at the academy, it was still unavoidable to be chased by students asking about the situation of the day and whether Ye Qingluo had the qualifications to enter the class of gods.
After all, during this period of time, Ye Qingluo accepted the challenge of Xie Yan, the monitor of the second class of Zhongxuan, and participated in the class confrontation competition eight months later.
And during this period of time, after being brainwashed by those in Gaoxuan Class and the Academy Affairs Council.
These students are finally realizing…
Although it is said that tomorrow is the overall class competition.
Even if there is only one Ye Qingluo in the class of demons, the other trash won't be a big weapon, and they will definitely not go far in the class confrontation competition.
But, the point is... There is a rule in the class confrontation competition.
As long as there is one student left in the competition in a certain class, that class will not be eliminated completely.
Although Ye Qingluo is hard to beat with four hands! But, if they lost to the Demon Ban once, how shameful would it be
Ye Qingluo represents the class of demons!
No matter what these students asked, the cold-faced instructors all maintained a high and cold state.
As the protagonists of the students' discussions, no one has seen them for half a month.
As a result, when the students were thinking about whether Ye Qingluo had disappeared.
Ye Qingluo was named by the dean and summoned her to the dean's room.
As soon as Ye Qingluo returned to the dormitory from the training ground, he saw Yun Xiang and Liu Xueyue talking in the dormitory hall.
Seeing Ye Qingluo, Yun Xiang stood up and smiled kindly: "Student Ye Qingluo, the dean invites you to the dean's room."
Ye Qingluo nodded lightly, and while untying her sweat-soaked hair, she went back to her room and directly left Yun Xiang aside.
The smile on Yunxiang's face froze.