"Oh, now you know to go to class? Did you forget that you're a student and that working would interfere with your classes when you applied for your job?"
"That's not even relevant, okay? I only go to work when I don't have classes, but I have classes this afternoon!"
"You have class?" James Lu was already on the fifth level. He continued speaking without raising his head, "What does that have to do with me? I don't have class!"
Elizabeth was utterly lost for words. "Then how about your staying here alone while I go to class?"
"No!"
"Didn't you hear what President Fang just said? Who would serve me tea and pour me water if you're gone?" With this, James grunted, "Look at your audacity, Elizabeth Liang, not only are you disobeying me, but also you're disobeying your headmaster now?"
"Well..." Elizabeth remembered what happened outside just now and tried to suppress the bitterness in her heart. "What if I let Margot Wang come here instead?"
"You know Marge?"
Elizabeth paused and felt a little upset. So James really know Margot Wang, he even called her by such an intimate nickname. On the contrary, he only ever called her by her full name.
These thoughts rattled in Elizabeth's head as she answered glumly, "We used to be roommates."
"Oh," James was a little surprised. "I didn't think that Marge would live in school."
"She rarely sleeps in the dorm, only once in a while."
James nodded, "I knew it. She's such a fussy princess, so she would never get used to living anywhere without a servant."
Elizabeth bit her lip and hesitated for a moment before she cautiously asked, "Are you two... really close?"
"What?" James was focused on the game and didn't catch what she said.
"You and Margot... Weren't you two hugging each other just now?"
"D*mn it!" He failed the tenth level again!
James irritably threw his phone onto the bed and then went over what Elizabeth had just said in his mind. An amused grin suddenly appeared on his face, "Looking at your expression..." As he said this, he leaned closer to her and examined her entire face. "I'd say that you're jealous!"
Embarrassment washed over Elizabeth as her face turned red. "Of... of course I'm not!"
"You're not?" James looked skeptical. "Then why did you sound so upset just then, and why are you blushing now?" "Hahaha!" Elizabeth let out a few loud and sarcastic laughs to hide her weird demeanor. "Did you imagine that I sounded upset? Don't try to bluff me just because I don't have a mirror now! Even if I really blushed, it was only because you scared me by suddenly leaning over, okay?"
"Hmph!" James glared at her as if he was looking at an idiot. "You're trying to convince me that you were scared by my gorgeous face? Why didn't you say that you were entranced?" He was very, highly, and extremely confident about his face!
"James, has anyone ever told you..."
"What?" James leaned back on the bedhead with his arms crossed, looking relaxed and petulant.
"That you're... a huge narcissist!"
James scowled at her, but he wasn't angry. In fact, he slowly said with a smile, "Narcissist? Well, I'm not lying about what I have. Besides, I think narcissism is better than dishonesty, don't you agree?"
He moved over to Elizabeth with his hands on the bed. His attractive face quickly approached her, but stopped at about 20 centimeters away. He watched her carefully for a long time, causing her to instinctively lean backwards.
"Phoo!" James mischievously blew on her face with a sly expression, and then parted his thin lips. "Elizabeth, admit it, you're jealous!"
As soon as he said that, Elizabeth froze from shock and stopped leaning back. Something exploded in her head as her face changed color several times. She stared at him with her big eyes and carefully pondered over what he just said...
"You're jealous!"
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