Chapter 121 The suppressed voice at the meeting
So in front of the podium, President Bernadette's muffled and suppressed voice could occasionally be heard, spilling out of her throat.

This kind of game, this kind of game played in front of everyone, really made her feel excited, and her body trembled with joy.

Her long eyelashes were trembling and her eyes were almost closed.

Phoenix sat in her chair and stared at the two people whose figures overlapped on the podium. Her pretty eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and she spoke in a low voice with some doubt.

"Why do the Black Flame Hero and Bernadette look a little strange..."

"A beautiful woman with a frown on her face, looking unbearable."

"The other one is very open and honest..."

"strangeness……"

Patrick and Phoenix were very close, and he heard Phoenix's mumbling. He patted his chest and spoke.

“It’s okay, Droste is a vibrator, very timid, he won’t do anything excessive.

President Bernadette must love her job, and she may be dissatisfied with her job, so she has to endure it even if she frowns. "

"probably……"

Phoenix didn't completely believe it and was still a little curious.

Her eyes kept moving between the two people on the podium and the students below, trying to find some clues.

Phoenix noticed very clearly that there seemed to be an unusual blush on President Bernadette's cheeks, while the Black Flame Hero seemed very calm, as if everything was under his control.

Very strange.

As time passed, everyone finished their speeches tremblingly under the strange look of President Bernadette.

Their voices were sometimes high and sometimes low, and sometimes even trembled, but they all worked hard to complete their reports.

"Well, let's adjourn the meeting."

Everyone dispersed like birds and beasts, as if if they stayed for another second, they would be scolded by President Bernadette.

Irene stood up, only to see President Bernadette let out a long breath and slumped down on the podium, with her short-haired head buried in her arms, as if she was not feeling well.

Her breathing gradually calmed down, but the blush on her face still did not fade.

"President! I understand. I will definitely train this group of people well and make sure they can restore the glory of the student union!"

"Since you are so tired, you should have a good rest. I will leave first!"

"It is our duty to restore the glory of the Student Union!"

Irene also hurriedly stood up and left the meeting room, muttering, "Oh my God, it seems that this group of student unions is really getting harder and harder to lead. They are doing such a bad job that even President Bernadette doesn't want to listen!!"

Droste pushed Sub-President Bernadette's body, and watched her body twitching continuously, enjoying the afterglow, and was suddenly speechless.

He shook his head gently and couldn't help sighing in his heart that President Bernadette was really a combination of contradictions. She liked this exciting game, but she was so fragile because of her sensitivity.

He likes to play, but he is so weak.

"If nothing else, I'll leave first..."

Droste ruffled President Bernadette's smooth hair and said.

“Hmm…” President Bernadette raised her head with difficulty, revealing her rosy face and misty eyes.

Her eyes revealed an indescribable emotion, both satisfaction and expectation.

Looking at Droste lovingly.

"This is not enough. Next time... the young master must severely punish the maid who neglected her duty..."

"If you're not good at it, just practice more, right? I get it."

Droste waved his hand and left the meeting room.

Bernadette, lying on the table, wiped the water off and then suddenly remembered: I have to go to the library today!

She wiped it quickly, stood up and followed Droste. …

"You go back first. I'm going to the library today."

Droste looked at Phoenix seriously and spoke.

Then he felt a little uncomfortable under Phoenix's patrolling gaze and touched his nose.

"What's wrong...? You're looking at me like that."

"...Well, nothing."

Phoenix hummed softly, and a slight snort came out from her little nose.

Then he turned around and waved to Droste, speaking in a low voice.

"Hmph, damn, evil Black Flame Warrior."

Scratching his head, Droste didn't know what was going on.

Did she find out about President Bernadette? They were sitting so far away that they probably couldn't see it.

The little cat girl is really curious.

Not knowing whether he had done anything wrong, Droste didn't think too much about it. The most important thing now was to go to the library.

The bell for the end of get out of class rang, breaking the silence of the school. Students poured out of the classroom like a tide, and laughter echoed in the air.

As the afterglow of the setting sun gradually spread over the earth, the entire campus was dyed with a light golden color.

As Droste walked, he looked at the handwritten letter in his hand, feeling hesitant and a little strange.

This was the letter he found on Bai Ze's windowsill. In fact, he had already opened it and read it several times, but he still had doubts.

There are a few beautiful words written on it:
Dear Mr. Droste, Hello.

Although I have never met you, considering your writing style, it is worth it for us to meet in person.

On the fourth day of the Munch calendar, let's meet at the Great Library in Munch.

I am looking forward to seeing what kind of person you are with your writing style.

Signed: Ms. Albedo, editor-in-chief of the Bird Newspaper.

It was exactly four days ago.

Looking at this signature, Droste felt a little annoyed.

This was a novel he submitted a few days ago. He wrote it when he had nothing to do.

But now, it seems that he can have enough gold coins without relying on this novel.

Now a letter has arrived, it's really...

Do you want to go?
Droste thought for a moment and stared at the signature in a daze.

"Albedo? Albedo...?"

Maybe it could be a female editor who meets the renting criteria, in that case...

Then go ahead…

Then for the sake of your dream, rent a house - not... write a masterpiece, go for it!
So, Droste set out on the journey to the library, and of course, Bernadette followed him.

The two walked on the road to the library, the trees swaying gently in the evening breeze, and the leaves making rustling sounds.

"Hey, what are you going to do in the library, can you give me some hints..."

Droste was thinking, but Bernadette was already about to imagine a big drama in her mind.

library!
Next to the bookshelf!
Literary girl!

Perverted senior!
(End of this chapter)