Beast Girl: Starting with a Contract with the School Beauty Mom

After the wedding, the couple had a happy marriage.

Gong Yi hurriedly smiled and said, "I'm saying you're cute!"

Then Gong Yi looked at Mu Yao and Fang Cheng, as if saying, "See, she believes whatever you say to her."

Mu Yao shook her head and said, "Have you ever thought that maybe she just wants to believe in the person she likes?"

After a while, the food was ready.

Mu Yao brought the food to the table and invited everyone to come and eat.

Everyone sat together and chatted, and the atmosphere was warm and harmonious.

Such a warm atmosphere touched Diliya's heart. It must be a happy thing to be able to live here with everyone in the future.

Dear Teacher Parisa, you don't have to worry about Diliya anymore. Diliya has found her own happiness.

At night, the lights in the room were dim and soft. Fang Cheng and Gong Yu were playing poker in the room. The atmosphere was tense and somewhat ambiguous.

Just then, there was a sudden knock on the door. "Dong Dong Dong!" The sound was particularly loud in the quiet night.

Fang Cheng was startled by the sudden knock on the door. His hand trembled and he almost threw a bomb. His heart "clicked" and he instantly had a bad premonition.

"Who is it?" Gong Yu frowned and shouted.

"It's me, Diliya!" Diliya's crisp voice came from outside the door.

Fang Cheng felt relieved a little when he heard that it was Diliya, but the shock just now almost made him "lose his masculinity". He secretly complained in his heart: "This little girl, she really knows how to pick the time!"

"Um, can I come in?"

"No, wait a minute."

Hearing the sound of Diliya pressing the door lock, Fang Cheng and Gong Yu panicked instantly.

The room was suddenly filled with the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other, and the sound was hurried and flustered.

Fang Cheng hurriedly grabbed the shirt thrown aside and put it on randomly, buttoning several buttons incorrectly. His heavy breathing was particularly clear in the quiet room.

Gong Yu was even more flustered. She hurriedly pulled her skirt over her body, and the zipper got stuck several times, making a "click" sound. She kept muttering, "That damn girl, she really knows how to pick the right time!"

"Oh, don't wear it!" Fang Cheng saw Gong Yu pulling the skirt so hurriedly, as if she was about to tear it apart. He simply pushed her down on the bed with force, and then quickly pulled the blanket over her to cover her tightly. .

Fang Cheng's usually calm temperament was also a little unstable at this moment.

After dealing with Gong Yu, Fang Cheng took a few deep breaths, cleared his throat, and pretended to be calm. He walked to the door slowly but hurriedly to open the door for Diliya.

Diliya was wearing a hooded pajamas and squatted at the door like a confused little quail.

She looked like she was just prying through the crack of the door. At this moment, her face was flushed and she looked at Fang Cheng. Although she looked pitiful, she looked like she was caught being naughty and cute.

"What's wrong, Diliya?"

"Brother Fang Cheng, I feel like I'm sick." Diliya stood up and said.

"Sick?" Fang Cheng reached out and touched her forehead, which seemed a little hot.

"Brother Fang Cheng, my heart was beating so fast just now, and my body felt so strange. I must be sick, right?" Diliya stared at Fang Cheng with her clear big eyes.

To make Fang Cheng feel embarrassed, he just found a reason to fool her.

At this time, Gong Yu in the room said: "What's wrong? Take some antipyretic medicine and it will be fine."

"You need to take medicine again?"

Fang Cheng comforted: "Don't listen to her nonsense, you are not sick, it's just the sequelae of the contract, you will be fine soon."

"Really?"

"Of course, when have I ever lied to you? Well, it's getting late, go back to the room and sleep, don't run out again."

"But..." But what Diliya didn't say, just looked at Fang Cheng aggrievedly.

"What's wrong?"

"I..." Diliya hesitated for a while, and finally plucked up the courage to say: "I'm afraid of the dark, Brother Fang Cheng, can you tell me a story?"

"Tell a story?" Fang Cheng wanted to say that he couldn't, but Diliya immediately raised her hand, opened the bracelet and popped out a pink holographic screen, which was full of stories she downloaded.

"Brother Fang Cheng, just read it."

After saying this, Fang Cheng still had the nerve to refuse?

He looked back at Gong Yu apologetically. Gong Yu snorted coldly and covered herself with a blanket.

"Okay, let's go tell a story."

"Really? Brother Fang Cheng, you are so nice." Diliya

She happily took Fang Cheng's hand and pulled him to her room.

In the middle of the night, a man and a woman were alone in the room telling stories. What good stories could they tell?

As expected, before the story was finished, Fang Cheng found out that Diliya's desire to hear stories was fake, and her desire to be enlightened by him was real.

In other words, Diliya actually knew everything. Don't forget that she was the student of the high priest. She knew more about the sequelae of the contract than Fang Cheng.

As for the enlightenment, Gong Yu told her quietly when everyone went for a walk after dinner. At that time, she was so embarrassed that her face turned red. Even the look in her eyes when she looked at Fang Cheng began to become evasive.

Now it seems that Gong Yu simply lifted a stone and hit her own foot.

The sky was slightly bright, and the thin morning light quietly penetrated into the room through the gap in the curtains.

Fang Cheng leaned against the head of the bed, with a flush and satisfaction on his face.

He held a cigarette he had taken from Gong Yu between his fingers, and the sparks on the cigarette butt flickered in the dim light.

He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, and the bluish-white smoke rose up, blurring his face.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, watching the smoke slowly dissipate, and his thoughts seemed to drift away with the smoke.

Looking at the golden filter, he thought of Gong Yu's golden gradient hair. To be honest, when he first saw Gong Yu, she had a soft golden short hair, and he thought she had dyed it, after all, the hair of the Dragon people is black.

It was not until I saw this golden gradient hair for the first time that I knew she was born like this.

Otherwise, who would dye that thing for no reason.

His thoughts drifted away with the smoke, and the smoke quietly drilled out of the room along with the curtains blown by the wind.

Fang Cheng saw the night sky outside the window, with thin starlight flickering in the sky, like a dazzling gem inlaid on a dark blue satin.

The wind gently brushed across his face, bringing a slight chill. At this moment, he seemed to see himself and Mu Yao running in the dark forest. That was their turbulent youth.

"Hiss~" Diliya, who was sleeping beside him, suddenly murmured in pain, frowning tightly.

This silly girl also shot herself in the foot. The main reason was that her shoes were too small, and Fang Cheng couldn't wear them tight.

But this is not a big problem. New shoes will hurt your feet. Just wear them more.

Suddenly, Diliya, who was sleeping, grabbed Fang Cheng: "It hurts... It hurts so much..."

Fang Cheng frowned. At least I have already mastered the magic skills, otherwise I would be ruined by you, a silly girl.

"Wake up, wake up quickly."

Dilya opened her eyes in a daze, and saw Fang Cheng's handsome face, and couldn't help but smile: "Brother Fang Cheng, you didn't leave, so good."

"Can you let go first?"

Dilya was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, and a blush appeared on her face.

"Brother Fang Cheng, does it hurt?"

"How about I grab you and try?"

"No, I'm still in pain now."

"This is retribution, understand? Don't play these little tricks in the future."

Dilya said aggrievedly: "I'm not playing little tricks, I just don't know how to start."

"Alas~" Fang Cheng sighed helplessly and prepared to get out of bed.

"Brother Fang Cheng, are you angry? Diliya knows she was wrong, please don't be angry, okay?"

"I'm not angry with you, I'm going to find your sister Mu to show you, otherwise when you have breakfast later, Gong Yu will see you and will definitely laugh at you."

"Then...then will you come to tell Diliya a story tonight?"

"Still?"

Diliya blushed and lowered her head and said, "The teacher said that new shoes will hurt your feet, just wear them more."

Your teacher and I really think alike...