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Mr Golden Boy, Please Stop! novel Chapter 5

"Oh, you are that guy in the morning! What? I remember you are not a student of the Night Department, are you?" A cold smile appeared in Brice's eyes.

His coldness was not because of Hurst's tone, but because of the excitement in Anne's eyes when she saw Hurst.

Which made him very unhappy.

Anne was his, so he had no reason to give her to others.

"I'm a student of the Day Department." A mischievous gleam flashed through Hurst's eyes, and he answered with a faint smile.

"Oh, but this is the dormitory of the Night Department. I remember that the students of the Day Department are not allowed to break into here without permission. This is the school rule. Otherwise, if you are seriously injured by us, the school will not be responsible for you."

"I just took a walk around and happened to see you, so I came to say hello." Hurst said indifferently while looking at him.

When Anne heard that Hurst just came out for a walk, instead of looking for her, she was in despair.

'Didn't even a gifted magic youth like Hurst notice me? So did my magic really work? Then what did that guy wonder around me?

He didn't see me, but could he feel that I'm here?

Forget it. I can't figure it out.

I really hoped that hateful guy could leave as soon as possible so that I could go back to the dormitory with Hurst, ' Anne thought.

"Oh, the dorm of the Day Department is about to close! If you don't go back as soon as possible, I'm afraid you won't be able to get in!" Brice raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly.

"Thank you for your reminding. But I lost something today. I can't fall asleep if I don't find it back."

'Something? Hurst lost something?

How is that possible? Is it...

What a bastard! He said he was out for a walk, and then he said he had lost something. OMG! So he mean me? Am I 'something'?

Damn it! Damn it. Damn it.

I'm not something!

No, no, No!

Forget it. It's useless to protest. I'll settle accounts with him later. This damn guy pissed me off!' Anne thought.

For a moment, almost two people's eyes fell on the girl standing on the wall, who was gnashing her teeth, and seemed to be still immersed in her own anger and unable to extricate herself.

Brice smiled. 'This little girl is so cute. She is so cute that I have the urge to keep her in my pocket, ' he thought.

"All right! Since you are here to look for something, I won't interfere with you anymore. Good night!" Brice swore to himself that it was the first time that he had been so easy-going. He smiled and walked slowly towards the dormitory building...

Seeing that Brice walked into the dormitory building, Anne breathed a sigh of relief and slowly collapsed to the ground along the wall.

"Idiot, let's go!" Standing not far away, Hurst muttered coldly.

"Hey, Hurst, who is idiot!" Her weak body suddenly jumped up. She stared at Hurst angrily and protested.

"The one who is talking to me!" Looking at Anne acting like a spoiled child, Hurst put his hands in his trousers' pockets, curled his lips and turned around.

Then he walked forward slowly...

What a stupid sister! His head ached a lot right now.

It seemed that he couldn't live a peaceful life in the future. Thinking of this, Hurst touched his forehead with his hand and shook his head helplessly.

"You..." 'Don't be so arrogant, Hurst. I will defeat you sooner or later.' Of course, the rest of the words are said in the bottom of her heart. She doesn't dare to say such an arrogant thing directly to him.

"Idiot!" After saying the word, Hurst walked forward...

"Hurst, wait for me!" Seeing that Hurst left, Anne shouted at his back quickly and then followed his steps.

After catching up with Hurst, Anne held his arm. But she didn't see her own hand. Only then did she realize that she had used the Invisible Magic, and she hadn't broke the spell yet.

But why could Hurst still see her?

"Hurst, how did you know where I am?" Confused, Anne pulled his arm. How could Hurst see her since she couldn't even see herself?

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