Chapter 7: It won’t be damaged.

“Alright, I’m heading out, Young Master Lu.”

“Good luck.”

With Zheng’s departure, the classroom was empty again.

Just me.

Finally, this day is over.

In the second English class this afternoon, Sister Yuan announced I was her class representative.

I could feel the hostile glares from every direction.

Jealousy and resentment from guys and even some girls.

I even heard whispers like, “Why him?”

“His English isn’t even that great.”

“He was chatting in Teacher Mo’s class.”

“Why does he get to be the rep?”

It’s not like I wanted this!

If you’re so upset, go tell Sister Yuan!

Just don’t come crying when she scolds you instead.

After hours of being stared at like they wanted to murder me, school finally ended.

I’d been waiting for this moment forever.

During class, Zheng kept trying to talk to An Xue Ruo.

She responded, but her replies were short.

Like she was only being polite, not actually interested in him.

The sun was setting outside.

Fiery clouds filled the sky.

It looked blood-red.

I stared idly at An Xue Ruo’s now-empty seat in front of me.

I mulled over why Sister Yuan got so mad.

Because I was chatting in her class?

That can’t be it.

Plenty of people were whispering.

She didn’t even glance at them.

Because I was talking to An Xue Ruo?

I only said a couple of things to her.

If that’s the reason, Sister Yuan’s way too sensitive.

Lost in thought, I didn’t notice Sister Yuan sit down in front of me.

She picked up the test on my desk and looked it over.

“Hmm, let’s see.”

“Plenty of mistakes here.”

“As the English class rep, Xiao You, this is kind of a failing grade.”

Then don’t make me the rep!

I didn’t ask for this.

“I tried, Sister Yuan.”

“This test is too hard.”

“I can’t do it.”

“Forget that for now.”

“Xiao You, were you just thinking about why I got mad?”

How is she always in my head like that?

How does she know everything?

“Yeah, I can’t figure it out.”

“I just chatted a bit in class.”

She smiled and reached out to touch my face.

Her eyes were full of gentle affection.

“It’s about who you were chatting with.”

“Talking to another pretty girl right in front of me?”

“How dare you.”

“No way, Sister Yuan.”

“Are you really going to cut me off from all girls?”

“What else?”

“I get jealous easily, you know.”

I was speechless.

My dear sister, is your possessiveness always this intense?

“Sister Yuan, you’re not… still a brother-complex, are you?”

“Yep.”

“You just noticed?”

She stood up and patted my head.

“Alright, let’s head home.”

“I’ll go over your test tonight.”

Oh no.

I made such a mess of it, and now a face-to-face review?

Are you still mad?

After a lavish dinner cooked by Sister Yuan, she dragged me to the desk.

She sat right next to me, super close.

She was wearing a loose, oversized white T-shirt.

The hem stretched past her waist, covering part of her thighs.

I couldn’t even tell if she was wearing pants.

Her bare legs were long, smooth, and flawless.

Perfectly proportioned, with an incredible feel.

How do I know how they feel?

I don’t want to know!

But she’s always draping them over me.

“Like what you see?”

“Want me to take off the shirt so you can get a better look?”

She noticed my gaze.

Her tone held no hint of displeasure.

When she leaned over to grade the test, her full, round chest was completely visible.

Black lace.

My favorite kind.

No, no, what am I doing?

A gentleman doesn’t sneak peeks at a girl’s chest.

That’s what I told myself.

But my eyes wouldn’t listen.

Until Sister Yuan spoke up.

“No, no, no need.”

Knowing I’d been caught, I quickly looked down.

My face must be red as a monkey’s butt.

“Like it? Keep looking.”

“I won’t get mad.”

“I wouldn’t show anyone but you anyway.”

As she said this, she lifted my face with her hands.

She forced me to meet her gaze.

Her eyes overflowed with affection.

It was hard to handle.

“Really don’t want to?”

“I’m pretty confident in my figure.”

“If you want to do something, it’s fine, you know.”

Her voice was sultry, enchanting, like a siren’s call.

“No, really, don’t, Sister Yuan.”

“I can’t handle this.”

“If you can’t handle it, just do what you want.”

“I won’t blame you.”

“I’d love it if you did.”

Her last sentence was so quiet I barely caught it.

I wasn’t focused on what she said.

I just wanted to calm down.

“No, let’s just keep going over the test.”

I shifted my eyes to the paper, trying to focus.

Form is emptiness, emptiness is form…

She’s Sister Yuan!

How could I do anything with her?

But her musky, orchid-like scent didn’t let up.

It flooded my senses like a tidal wave.

“This should be perfect tense, Xiao You.”

“You’re saying no, but your mind’s not on the test at all, is it?”

“I just need to get in the zone.”

“I can do this.”

“Let’s keep going.”

She chuckled and leaned closer.

Her full chest pressed against my arm.

She brought her lips to my ear and exhaled a warm breath.

“For every wrong answer, I’ll bite you.”

“Physical punishment’s not allowed, Sister Yuan.”

“You’re a teacher now.”

“You can’t do that.”

“And if I do it anyway?”

“What can you do about it, Xiao You?”

“Bite me back?”

“Go ahead, anywhere you want.”

I’ve never had a way to counter Sister Yuan.

She knows I’m helpless against her.

I’ve always been completely at her mercy.

I can’t actually bite her, can I?

“Fine, fine, whatever you want.”

“I can’t stop you.”

“Do what makes you happy.”

I gave up, resigned.

“Alright, let’s start.”

“Oh, look, the next question’s wrong.”

I didn’t even try to resist.

I closed my eyes and let her do whatever.

A slight pain hit my earlobe.

Her warm, wet breath kept coming.

My whole body tingled, my strength drained away.

I’d never felt this kind of stimulation.

I surrendered instantly.

“Sister Yuan, not there!”

“It’s so itchy.”

“No way, don’t move.”

“This is your punishment.”

As she spoke, she wrapped her arms around my neck.

“Alright, next question.”

I was too weak to struggle.

I slumped in the chair, barely listening.

“Hmm, this one’s right.”

“Next one, also right.”

“Kind of disappointing.”

What are you disappointed about?

I didn’t know you were a sadist, Sister Yuan!

“Here we go, this one’s wrong.”

She looked at me with a gleeful expression.

But I was just limply sprawled in the chair.

“What’s with you, Xiao You?”

“You look like I broke you.”

“I haven’t even done anything yet.”

“You don’t realize how intense this is for a high school freshman?”

“And you said you’re grown up.”

“You’re way too confident, Xiao You.”

“I… I’m just starting to grow up.”

“Have you ever seen a newbie take on a max-level boss right out of the tutorial?”

“That’s a max-level boss?”

“You think this is all I’d do to you?”

“I guess I’m being underestimated.”

You’ve got more tricks?

What else are you planning to do to me?

“Are you a succubus or something?”

“What kind of teacher punishes a student like this?”

“Then I’m your personal succubus.”

“Only for you.”

“No one else interests me.”

“You should feel honored.”

“And you’re too easy to break.”

“Hold out a bit longer.”

“I can’t even have fun like this.”

It’s your methods that are too much!

I’m not some playboy used to this stuff.

And what’s with “have fun”?

You actually enjoy this?

I forced myself to stand, touching my damp earlobe.

“I’m gonna wash my face to clear my head.”

“Please, Sister Yuan, stop messing with me.”

“We’ve barely gone through any questions.”

I dragged my exhausted body out of the room.

Is she going to break my old bones?