The noble evil young lady

"Then you choose one, streaking or kissing Gong Benhe?" Yumei's mouth curled into a smirk.

"Eh... streaking!" I thought for a while, and replied loudly.

Yumi almost choked on her saliva, she looked at me suspiciously, "Really?"

I nodded again like pounding garlic.

But soon, I added slowly: "But, you didn't specify the time for the streaking, so... I will decide the time for the streaking."

"But not for more than a week!"

Plan a is shattered. . .

Careless in making friends!I just nodded resignedly.

Yumi immediately smiled, this. . .This face has changed too fast, I have a strange feeling of being fooled.

So, at 3 o'clock in the morning of the next day, I snuggled up in the warm blanket, called Youmei, and said in a trembling voice: "You...mei...I have... streaked around the playground ...cough cough...frozen to death..."

"Oh..." Yumi agreed tiredly and continued to sleep soundly.

I smiled slyly and hung up the phone.

1 minutes later. . .

"Yi Feifan, you lied to me. I called the uncle at the gate of the school. You didn't go to school at all. You bitch, don't try to play tricks! Pop!" Youmei yelled angrily on the other end of the phone.

I was about to talk back when a busy sound came, and I looked away speechlessly. . .

Plan b fails. . .

4 o'clock in the morning one day. . .

I was standing on the school playground with the cold wind blowing, I wanted to cry, but I looked at Youmei who was sitting in a wheelchair with tears in my eyes, "Youmei, are you really willing to let your dear Xiao Fanfan run naked on the icy playground? ?”

Youmei gave me a sideways glance, and said angrily: "If you don't lie to me, I might not pursue it!"

"But...what if there is someone in this school? Would you like to see my innocence ruined? Darling!" I tightened my clothes again against the cold wind.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Fanfan, I'd really like to see your innocence destroyed!" Youmei simply didn't care.

"Okay! You won, let me kiss Miyamoto, okay!?"

Yumi nodded in satisfaction.

Plan c fails. . .

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