Return to class.

Lei Ting's gaze also fell directly on Feng Yang.

He was having a great chat with Qiu Qiu...

"That's great, Feng Yang! You won't have to go to the office to study anymore, hahaha..." Qiu Qiu said.

"Look how happy you are," Feng Yang said.

"..."

Lei Ting walked up to him, pretending to be nonchalant.

"Feng Yang, come out with me for a moment, I have something to ask you."

"..."

"You think I'll just leave because you tell me to? How embarrassing would that be?" Feng Yang said.

Everyone: "..."

"hurry up!"

Lei Ting grabbed his arm and dragged him out.

He always held his younger brother's hand.

But I didn't even dare to touch his hand...

What exactly is this setting?

The most crucial thing is...

When Lei Ting was facing Feng Yang, her tone always seemed to carry a subtle, childlike quality.

It's likely that even Lei Ting herself doesn't know.

After all, those involved are often blinded by their own perspective.

Everyone has experienced Lei Ting's usual attitude.

...

...

Feng Yang, who was forcibly dragged out, also came with her to a corner of the campus.

"Feng Yang, are you a superpowered individual?" she asked directly.

"Who said that?"

"That's what Wan Jun said."

He's lying to you.

"Impossible! He was so badly injured, it was you who hit him."

"You believe him but not me?" Feng Yang asked.

“Yes! I know Wan Jun all too well. He’s not like you, who can’t even speak a word of truth without ever saying a proper thing.”

"..."

"Actually, I should have thought of that earlier. After all, if you're just an ordinary Muggle, how could you possibly have such powerful abilities?"

Before he could answer, Lei Ting added her own comment.

"I really don't know what you have to hide."

"..."

Miss.

You have no idea how dangerous this world is.

What if I get captured by Black Dragon or Lone Wolf?

Especially that Lone Wolf, he'll hunt down whoever has the highest combat power index.

Before we can rest easy, we must never expose ourselves publicly.

“But I really am not... Otherwise, why would I let Jin Baosan ride on my head after fighting him so hard?” Feng Yang said.

"..."

As soon as these words came out.

Lei Ting was indeed starting to waver.

A hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes...

"Ok."

There was a pause.

"And another thing, I told you not to come in the toilet, but you insisted! Wan Jun knows about it!" Lei Ting said.

"So what if you know?" Feng Yang said casually.

"Of course you don't care. You're just a Muggle, you're not afraid of being talked about, it's enough for you to brag about, oh dear..."

Lei Ting imitated how people in university circles gossip.

"Feng Yang is amazing! A Muggle actually got that King from Ultimate Class to talk to him..."

Then, she returned to her normal tone.

"Is that it? Just for your sense of superiority."

"Hahaha..." Seeing Lei Ting like this, Feng Yang really couldn't hold back. "Lei Ting, how can you be so cute? Come here! Come into my arms."

Looking at his outstretched arms.

Lei Ting pushed him away by pressing her hand against his chest.

"Don't even try! You're not allowed to touch me in public anymore, or I won't let you feel superior."

"what..."

"What do you mean, 'what are you doing'? You're not my boyfriend, so why should I hug you whenever I want?" Lei Ting's words were tinged with jealousy.

Obviously.

Based on Feng Yang's attitude these two times.

Lei Ting also realized completely that Feng Yang had no intention of being with her at all.

They came just to enjoy themselves and gain a sense of superiority from her.

Feng Yang felt that his fishpond was already leaking before he even started raising fish...

It's all their fault for living under the same roof; it would have been better if they were living separately.

It also helps with time management.

If I don't confess now, I'm afraid I really won't be able to hug Lei Ting so easily in the future.

However, Feng Yang, a master of romance, has always believed in using retreat as a strategy for advancement.

He will not give up until he has retreated as far as he can.

"Look, look, speechless now, aren't you?" She glanced at him, unintentionally putting pressure on him.

"Okay, okay, no hugging, no hugging. How about this weekend, I'll go to the music studio and sing you a few songs I just wrote?" Feng Yang said.

"..."

Hear this.

Lei Ting's resolve wavered once again.

She realized for the first time how utterly pathetic she was...

"If you're just singing for me... then okay."

Hahaha.

Feng Yang was secretly pleased.

Taking a step back actually worked.

...

...

Back to the classroom.

Feng Yang's gaze lingered on Gu Zhan for two seconds.

They made eye contact.

His disdainful gaze was accompanied by a silent snort.

You could feel his disdain from a great distance.

It's almost as if he's about to say to Feng Yang: "You stinky muggle, what are you looking at?"

The current combat power index is as high as 14900 points!

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