Prince's Substitute Bride Is A Double-face novel Chapter 49

She gave him a hard kick and stamped on his foot silently. With a groan, James was so painful that the corners of his mouth twisted.

Looking at his frustrated look, she was happy that she finally took revenge.

"Damn it! Girl, just wait and see." With a false smile, James gritted his teeth and pretended to be calm.

"Well, next time you can try to talk nonsense again. Believe it or not, I will not stamp your feet. I'll directly kick your dick."

The two of them winked and fought in secret, but in the eyes of others, they were flirting with each other.

"Oh, my god! Your Highness, do you really fall in love with that violent dragon?"

"It's hard to say. It seems that the situation is not good."

The fangirls analyzed the current situation and all of them were dejected. They felt that His Highness no longer cared about them.

Tinkle! Tinkle! Tinkle! The class bell rang.

Fiona walked up to James and said goodbye to him reluctantly.

"Brother James, can you wait for me after school? I have something good to give to you. "

Her voice was soft, sensible and lovely. As soon as the little princess opened her mouth, the boys around her were all like drunk.

"Well, what is it? Can't you give it to me now? " Touching her head affectionately, James asked patiently.

Emily rolled her eyes, shook off James' hand and followed Justin to the classroom.

Almost everyone in the classroom came in succession.

The teacher came in on time for the class. James was late. This time, Charles directly occupied the middle seat of the last row.

Emily sat on his left side. After James came back and saw that Charles still didn't care and took his seat, James stretched out one hand and dragged him to the right. Then he sat down on the middle seat.

Although it was just a small movement of the position, the people in the class captured a very important information.

"Prince James has really made up with the violent dragon."

Sitting on her seat, Lisa kept winking at Emily.

Emily knew very well that this girl was laughing at her for failing to escape. This was exactly what Lisa had expected. Lisa knew Emily would come back soon, and Emily, really came back.

Emily shook her head and covered her face. Alas, she didn't even have the face to see Lisa.

"Wow, you're engaged, and now you prefer a lover to a friend." Charles complained unhappily. Why should he be treated like this? After all, he was Mr. Charles, the famous dancer of Holy Sakura.

"Screw you!" James covered Charles' mouth and pushed him away.

Connie took the mirror out from her bag to fix her makeup from time to time, to make sure she was perfect enough.

When she thought she was pretty enough, she turned over and winked at Charles.

Lisa ignored her every time.

As the bell rang, the students began to display their skills freely again. Some of them listened to the class, others played mobile phones, read novels or comics, painted fingernails, and so on.

Emily finished copying Oliver's notes. Then she put the notebook on Oliver's desk.

"Thank you for your notes, Mr. Oliver. I'm sorry. It took me so many days to copy them." Emily felt very guilty.

"No problem." Said Oliver with a faint smile. Then he looked up at the blackboard again. He ignored her.

Emily felt a little sad. In fact, among all the boys, she preferred this kind of gentle, elegant, mature and responsible type.

Seeing him treat her like this, she was inevitably a little disappointed. Maybe he did it to avoid suspicion. After all, she was already engaged.

Laying on the table, Emily felt as if her soul had been drained. How could she care so much about the emotional change of Oliver?

"Not feeling well?" After a long time, a cold greeting came from the side, not knowing whether it was out of kindness or malice.

"It's none of your business!" Emily roared angrily.

"Do you think I want to care about you? I don't even care about a wild violent dragon. " When James heard the reply of Emily, his anger rubbed up. It was not easy for him to put down his dignity to care about her, but her attitude was like this.

'Well, I'm the prince of this country. Why should I care about her? Does she have anything to do with me?'