God Invasion: It's awesome to save the world with five problematic girls! Chapter 597 - 164. Snake as well, myself too2

Upon looking, what catches my eye is Spencer, with a slight frown and serious, sky-blue pupils,

"But aren’t we friends? Why would you say sothing like that?!

"It sounds as if you’re accusing of treating you all as tools to secure a victory in the club wars... you... you know that’s not how I feel!"

Friends...

This word, upon reaching her ears, added a bit more brightness to the glimr in An Le’s eyes.

Her originally calm and downcast mood was finally aroused, and a liveliness gradually spilled over her tranquil expression.

"I... I know..."

"Yes, you do know, so..."

"So, why, Spencer, did you do that to Xiao Huan yesterday?"

"I..."

Indeed, it was because of this matter.

At the re ntion of it, Spencer’s expression briefly stiffens.

She is probably feeling sowhat guilty, aware that what she did was wrong, but it was never her intention to conceal anything or disappoint An Le.

After all, given her own foolishness, she couldn’t fathom repercussions of that magnitude.

"Yesterday... Tatsuya Sakakawa and Nino, after being spoken to just a few words by soone from the Track and Field Club whose na was Hua sothing, they..."

Spencer, pursing her lips and holding An Le’s hand, scrambles for the right words with her troubled mind,

"At that ti, I really didn’t know what to do, only Yan Huan was there to help ..."

An Le looks at Spencer and nods,

"Xiao Huan would do that, so... it’s okay..."

"Then, well, he... joined the Hentai Club, won a competition against Owen, and... he even encouraged while I was running..."

"... Xiao Huan has always been impressive, even for the Hentai Club he would give his all..."

"So... so..."

"So, Spencer, why did you... why did you take the initiative to kiss Xiao Huan at that ti?"

Asked point-blank, Spencer swallows a mouthful of saliva, her entire body freezes.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to answer; perhaps even she could only intuitively grasp the response but couldn’t articulate it.

Yes, at that ti...

Why did she kiss Yan Huan?

At that ti, when she was surrounded by doctors from ho to be taken away...

Why, when she caught a glimpse of his lone figure leaving through the gaps between people with her peripheral vision, did she suddenly feel a constriction in her heart?

Why, at that mont, did she suddenly feel the urge to rush towards him?

Why, upon seeing his face, could she not help crying?

Why, when she hugged and kissed him, did it feel so comfortable, and she longed to be near him forever?

One ’why’ after another is unearthed from her heart by An Le’s simple question, flooding her mind.

In her thoughts, the images and feelings of that mont resurface before her eyes, causing Spencer to subconsciously lick her lips as if relishing the mory.

Seeing this, An Le’s pupils slightly contract.

She incredulously reaches out and grabs onto Spencer’s clothes suddenly, her gaze closing in on the taller Spencer.

Then, An Le asks with widened eyes,

"Spencer, you promised to help ... Even if we ignore that matter, it’s okay. But you also... you also know that I like Xiao Huan, right..."

"I... I know."

"Yes, Spencer, you know... After all, you had seen Xiao Huan’s photo then, didn’t find him attractive, and even disliked him. You would often argue with him, right?"

An Le’s face shows a look of hope as she clings to Spencer’s clothes and questions persistently.

But she doesn’t know that at this mont, Yan Huan is no longer the peacock full of pretense in Spencer’s mind.

Instead, there’s the handso young man who stood in front of her stripped of his clothes.

Then again, it’s the monts of arguing with him, giving him the golden bomb pig cookies, sitting with him on the rooftop watching fireworks and the little pig parade, discussing past events with him.

That ti, after realizing her own foolishness and her bullied past, he didn’t choose to bully her but instead chose to stand before her.

Because of this...

No matter how An Le pressed for answers, Spencer couldn’t find it in her heart to give a reply to appease An Le.

Thus, she finds herself pursing her lips and slightly turning her head and gaze away.

"Spencer, tell , did you kiss Xiao Huan just because of your Hawk Country’s etiquette?"

"..."

"At that ti, it wasn’t because of other feelings that you did that to Xiao Huan. It was just impulsive, just out of gratitude, that’s why you did it, right?"

"..."

"You have no feelings for Xiao Huan, you don’t think well of Xiao Huan, you don’t like Xiao Huan, right? Tell , say it to ..."

When An Le uttered the words "think well" and "like," Spencer’s previously frantic heart suddenly cos to a standstill.

Like a mythical needle calming the seas, shattering the chaos, revealing a clear and tranquil state.

Her pupils slightly tighten, then suddenly, she turns to look at An Le, whose eyes are wide with a faint shimr of hope.

Listening to An Le’s voice grow raspier yet still carrying the tone of pleading and hope, desiring her to say that answer,

"You... tell , Spencer, you..."

Spencer suddenly feels that if she just goes along with her, even if she does have feelings for Yan Huan, An Le wouldn’t care.

If she lies to An Le now, perhaps, she could maintain their friendship, and An Le wouldn’t quit the club.