Sakura High School: Do you want to eat cake?

Saying goodbye to the Prime Minister's repeated good intentions to keep him, Honey and Li boarded the plane home.

The British line is over.

on the plane.

Seeing Li's thoughtful appearance, Honey leaned in front of him and asked curiously, "What is Li thinking?"

Li looked at him: "I'm serious."

Honey nodded, tugging at the bunny ears in her arms: "I know Li is very serious."

Li took the rabbit in his hand: "Do you like it?"

Honey nodded.

Li pointed at the cake next to him and looked at him.

Honey nodded.

Li pointed at himself again, looking at him.

Honey continued to nod.

Li asked, "Which one do you like the most?"

Honey took the rabbit back from his hand, then looked at the cake next to him, and then at the scorpion, his serious look proved that he was really thinking about this problem.

Chen stared at him intently.

Holding the rabbit in her arms, Honey sat beside the cake, picked up the fork next to it, and exclaimed excitedly, "I'm starting."

Li took away the cake in front of him and looked at him.

Honey pouted: "I like them all."

Li shook his head at him: "You can only choose one."

Honey looked at him with watery eyes.

Li also looked back at him with an unmoved expression.

Honey pouted and turned her head away.

Li carried the cake, walked in front of him, knelt down, and looked at him, "I have to choose one."

Honey raised his eyes to look at the rabbit, his eyes were full of struggles, then put the rabbit in his hand aside, turned his head away, as if saying goodbye: "Then I will choose the cake."

Like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, Li froze on the spot, and after a while, he said expressionlessly, "What about me?"

Honey continued to make a thoughtful expression, resting her chin on her little hand: "If you want to sort, the cake is the first, the bunny is the second, and the third is the third."

Li felt that he was about to turn into powder and drift away with the wind.He stood in front of Honey, motionless.

Seeing that his complexion was not good, Honey took his hand, forced his body to be parallel to him, and then pressed his forehead against his forehead: "I don't have a fever."

It took a long time before Li regained consciousness.Seeing Honey in front of him turning around him, still muttering to himself, he looked at the little rabbit next to him, and he always felt that the rabbit's face was full of mocking expressions.

Li shook his head, then stared at Honey seriously again.

Honey also looked back at him strangely.

"If you were asked to choose one of cake, little rabbit and me, what would you choose?"

Honey shook his head at him: "I won't choose. Because Li will always be with me, we have been together since childhood

, practice martial arts together, and go to school together. "

Li's eyes lit up: "So, choose me?"

Honey looked at him, then shook his head: "The little rabbit is always with me, I want to eat cake every day, you are so strange today, could it be that Li is actually not Li, someone must have replaced Li."

Li began to give up his idiot-like behavior, and sat by the side, watching the clouds drifting by outside.

Maybe Honey's possessiveness is just because of habit, getting used to being with her, what about me?Why are we possessive?Is it also because of habit?

Seeing that he fell silent, Honey climbed onto him and looked up at him: "Li, what's going on today?"

Li closed his eyes, and there was a trace of fatigue in his usually calm voice: "I'm a little tired."

Honey got down from him obediently, and her voice was a little softer: "Then go to sleep, Honey will definitely not wake you up, this time I will guard Li's sleeping face."

Li nodded and let himself fall into sleep.

I'm really a little tired.

After waking up, Li just opened his eyes and saw Honey sleeping soundly with his head resting on his lap. The plane had already parked steadily on the tarmac. Li glanced at the servants who had already lined up and hugged Honey. Get up and get out of the cabin.

People on both sides saluted respectfully, then picked up the luggage behind them, and followed them silently.

Honey in his arms let out a groan, and moved his hands rubbing his eyes to look around.

Li put him on the ground and said, "Let's have a showdown."

Honey looked up at him: "Does Li really care about the order so much?"

Li nodded.

Honey shook his head: "But hHoney doesn't want to."

Li's eyes were firm: "If I win, you will eat less or even no cake. If you win, the cake belongs to you. I will go."

Honey opened his eyes wide and looked at him watery: "Why? Why did Li do this?"

Li said in a low voice, "You are too paranoid about cakes."

Honey took a step back holding the rabbit, her face full of disbelief: "How can you force me? Doesn't Li like me the most?"

Li's expression remained unchanged: "Let's do it!"

Honey's expression began to cool down slowly, and his eyes were full of coldness when he looked at Li.

A gust of wind blew by, blowing the corners of their clothes and their hair. The moment their hair was blown, the eyes of both of them were cold.

That was the signal that the battle was about to begin, and the two were on the verge of breaking out.

The servants who came to welcome them had left the venue quickly, leaving only the two of them on Nuoda's lawn.

Li's eyes were fixed, and he attacked Honey. His fist was so fierce that he barely brushed Honey's face. Looking at Honey who was still standing still, he frowned on his usually expressionless face.

"Do it."

Honey's voice came with a cold voice: "Zhi is not my opponent."

Li repeated stubbornly: "Do it!"

With a flash of Honey's eyes, he leaped into the air nimbly, and kicked at Li in front of him.With a dodge, Li clenched his fist and attacked the side of his face. Honey raised his hand to put down his attack, and the other hand struck at his abdomen. Li stepped back, took a small breath, and kicked Honey with his leg.

Honey stretched out his legs to block his attack, and at the same time kicked him in the stomach with a roundabout, kicking Li far away.

Li lay on the lawn, looking at the blue sky above his head, expressionless.

Honey yelled and rushed over, helped him up, with a cry in her voice: "Xiao, are you okay?"

Li pushed his body away and stood up, his voice still low: "The winner has been decided." Then he lifted his legs and walked outside.

Honey's soft voice came from behind: "Li, where are you going? Aren't you joking with me?"

"Not a joke."

Looking at Li's gradually walking away figure, Honey was about to overflow with doubts, but more of it was the fear of losing.

Didn't you say you won't leave?