Fu Long Academy, teachers' dormitory.
Hu Yang, an old hand tempered by the Desert Tower, pinned Nangong Hongyao against the wall.
His eyes brimmed with affection as he stared fixedly at Nangong Hongyao. Her heart thudded wildly, and her cheeks flushed scarlet as she lowered her head.
"Teacher Hu, w-what are you d-doing?"
With her face rosy as the dawn clouds and her head lowered in shyness, Nangong Hongyao became even more captivating. Hu Yang's eyes gleamed as he stared at her, and he involuntarily lowered his head and kissed her.
Nangong Hongyao was stunned. Her eyes widened, and she could not come back to herself for a long while.
After a long time, Hu Yang released the still-dazed Nangong Hongyao. The corners of his lips curled up as he turned and walked to the bed, then lay down directly on it.
"Teacher Nangong, I'm going to rest now. You..." He lay on his side and looked at the still-dazed Nangong Hongyao with a wicked grin.
Hearing this, Nangong Hongyao came back to her senses. Both hands clutched tightly at her long dress, and her heart pounded wildly. She stammered something incoherent before jogging out of the dormitory.
Watching Nangong Hongyao leave, Hu Yang grinned. "Little lady, think I can't handle you?"
With that, Hu Yang closed his eyes. He had not properly rested since transforming into his Dao Body form. This time, he needed to get some good rest and clear his head.
Elsewhere, Nangong Hongyao ran back to her little courtyard absentmindedly. People greeted her along the way, but she ignored them all.
She rushed into the courtyard and entered her room, shut the door, then collapsed into a chair and repeatedly patted her chest.
"Phew... phew... phew... Him? Me?"
Hu Yang's kiss had opened up Nangong Hongyao's