Prince's Substitute Bride Is A Double-face

Chapter 52 I Liked Kissing The Most

James smiled faintly and said, "Come in."

Only then the person who knocked on the door dared to come in. A pink figure crawled into the arms of

James and fell on him. She said to him in a soft voice, "My brother James, I miss you so much. I

wanted to have lunch with you. But you were not in the classroom. And you didn't answer my phone.

You are so bad."

Holding the little girl in his arms, James smoothed her curly hair lovingly and said, "Fio, I went to have

lunch at that time, and my phone was muted all the time. You know that I don't like to be disturbed

when I'm sleeping. Can you do it, Fio?"

"Yes, of course. I'm the best. I will always listen to you. Brother, in order to reward me, can you kiss

me?" Fiona lay in his arms. Her cute face approached him, and she could feel his body temperature.

She always felt that she was the happiest person in the world. She could always be so close to her

brother James, and she could also act like a spoiled child and kiss James.

"Well, Fio, since you are so obedient, I will reward you with a kiss." Without hesitation, James kissed

her tender face.

Fiona touched her face and smiled happily.

"My brother James, can you kiss my lips? I think it will be sweeter." Fiona pouted and continued

shamelessly.

"Well, Fio, who told you that kissing lips is sweeter?"

"Well, it seems to be written on the book, right?" Fiona thought for a while and answered.

"Fio, you're so naughty. You shouldn't read that kind of deceiving book. Kissing is not necessarily

sweet. Kissing a lover is the only way. You're my dearest sister, so you can't kiss my lips. Your kiss is

for your future husband." James tried his best to comfort her. Indeed, from childhood to adulthood, he

would reward her with kisses, but he only kissed her forehead and face, not her lips.

"But...... My husband will be James in the future. No one else can do that. " Said Fiona stubbornly, with

a touch of firmness in her big round eyes.

"I'm your brother. I can't marry you. Besides, I have a fiancée now." How could James not understand

what was on her mind, but he couldn't hurt her. She was the most innocent and lovely girl, the most

sweet angel in his life, and she shouldn't be touched by him.

"You are not my biological brother. It doesn't matter." Fiona said angrily.

Her tender face turned pale, and her eyes were red. Her pitiful appearance made him feel a little

distressed.

"Fio, I only treat you as my sister. You are my dearest sister all my life." What James said made Fiona's

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'Sister, sister, who wants to be your sister?' The voice of resentment was shouting in her heart, but she

did not dare to vent it. She could only push all the hatred to another person.

That person was Emily.

"Brother James, it's because of Shirley, right? You like her, right?" Fiona raised her head in despair.

"No, not at all." James denied. He couldn't lose. That girl should be the one who fell in love with him

first. How could he fall in love with her before that?

"Really?" Fiona's hope was rekindled.

"Yes, Fio. Do you want to take a nap? You can have a rest here if you need. If not, you can go back

and prepare for the afternoon class." James rubbed her hair and said.

"Brother James, I'm so sleepy. Can I sleep on you?"

"Of course you can." Gently stroking her back, James made her crawl on his body and fall asleep.

The afternoon class was actually a breathtaking PE class.

It was the first time that Emily had PE class in Holy Sakura. It was said that PE class lasted for three

classes in an afternoon.

It was a nightmare for Emily, who was born with a poor sport talent.

Boys and girls went to the changing room and changed into sportswear. They stood on the large

playground in a row with white sportswear, which was particularly spectacular.

"Shirl, have you heard of it? It's well-known that this PE teacher is a freak. But he's good at PE. So, he

is qualified to be the top PE teacher of Class A." Lisa followed behind Emily and introduced.

"Aha, a freak? What kind of freak is he?" Emily became interested.

"One hundred laps on the playground, five hundred squats up and down, two hundred pushups. And

when we practice tennis, we can only stop until the racket is broken. In the meantime, we can't lose a

point in a basketball match..." Lisa's mouth couldn't stop as if a water tap had opened. With her eyes

wide open, Emily couldn't listen anymore. 'Damn it! Is this a way to torture them?'

She was going to die, her thin arms and legs would be tortured to pieces.

She felt scared. At this moment, the PE teacher came from a distance with a whistle. He was 1.9 meter

tall and very strong, but had a handsome face of a mature man.

When he came over, the girls in the class were amazed. The PE teacher had a good figure and a

handsome face, so the motivation of the class came.

The chattering crowd gathered together.

"Why are you still standing there? Line up according to the height. " His words scared the fangirls who

were still discussing. No one dared not to take action.

Boys and girls quickly generated two rows, and lined up according to the height.

After tidying up the team, the PE teacher was a little satisfied.

Standing at the back of the line, with his hands in the pockets, James didn't want to listen to this bullshit

teacher.

But the PE teacher couldn't care about it. No matter how arrogant he was, he couldn't be more arrogant

than James of the royal family. If he offended His Highness, he would directly leave with his tail

between his legs.

Of course he had the ability to discipline others.

"Who is the class representative?" The teacher said again.

"Sir, I am!" A tall and tan boy raised his hand. It was said that no one in Class A was willing to be a

class representative. The class representatives would be bullied. They were often used to run errands

and they were absolutely not from the rich and noble families.

For example, James, Charles and Jackson.

Wearing a white sportswear, Jackson looked comfortable and refreshing. His silver hair matched the

clothes very much. He was like an invisible glow standing on the playground. The fangirls were

admiring him.

The class representative walked up to the teacher.

"It's you, right? Count off first." The teacher ordered.

"What?" The class representative wanted to make sure that he didn't hear it wrong. He had tan skin

and a strong body, but he had never been a class representative and didn't know the process. He

seldom attended the previous PE classes.

"Don't you understand?" The teacher scolded, and the students in the class burst into laughter.

Emily shook her head. She finally knew why they chose him to be the class representative. They just

wanted to laugh at him.

Damn it! These rich young men and women only make fun of others. At least those who could enter

Class A must be excellent in study and have a rich family.

"I understand, sir." The class representative awkwardly walked behind them, five meters away, to the

two green banyan trees at the gate of the playground.

No one knew what the boy was going to do. Didn't the teacher asked him to count off the number of

students present today?

What was he going to do there? Everyone craned their necks and looked at the other side in confusion.

"Teacher, I'm done." As soon as the class representative opened his mouth, everyone laughed loudly.

'Oh, my god! He is so funny.'

Covering her belly with her hands, Emily burst into laughter. She didn't expect that there would be such

a living person in Class A.

"Hahaha, hahaha!" The loud laughter surrounded the playground.

The bookworm, who was trying to cut the tree, turned his head with embarrassment and didn't dare to

look at them.

"A weirdo like you in Class A? I told you to count, not to cut. " The PE teacher was so angry that he

rushed over in three steps, dragging the boy back from the tree.

"Teacher, you told me to cut off." The young man felt wronged.

"Damn you! Go to the playground and run one hundred laps before you come back. Don't be the class

representative. You don't even know how to count off."

Huh? One hundred laps? There must be something wrong. Really?

With her eyes wide open, Emily looked at Lisa. Lisa shrugged and stuck out her tongue naughtily.

As expected, it was really as horrible as the legend said.

The unlucky nerd left with his head down and ran into the playground. On the second day, he left Holy

Sakura. It was said that he had transferred to another school.

From then on, it became a joke among the students, and the title of the devil PE teacher spread all

over the school.

"What are you guys looking at? Run ten laps. I'll pick out the best candidate from the class as the

representative later."

Hearing what the teacher said, the students all sighed. They didn't want to be the class representative.

They would be tortured to death.

"Run!"

As soon as the harsh voice came out, it was like a trainer holding a long whip and driving these little

horses into the playground.

They were working hard.

Under the blue sky and white clouds, they were jogging on the red track in neat white sportswear.

The students were sweating in the hot weather.

There was no doubt that James, Charles and Jackson left the running. They stood aside, crossed their

arms and watched them running on the playground leisurely.

"What a bad teacher! I don't want to run. I'm so tired."