A Lecherous Hand

"Boss, you're amazing." After Xiao Chenyu and the others left, Wang Sheng said excitedly.

Xiao Chenyu's words from earlier were still vivid in Wang Sheng's mind. From now on, they would never bother the Work-Study Students again. This was absolutely wonderful news for them.

"Hehe. You're pretty impressive. Looks like I wasn't wrong about you." Xiao Wu giggled, revealing two dimples. The way she looked at Zhao Ming carried a few more inexplicable emotions.

"Of course. If I didn't have some skills, how could I be your boss?" Zhao Ming said with a laugh.

"That's true. Forget it, enough of that. Let's hurry and eat." Xiao Wu wrinkled her nose. By now, she could already smell the delicious aroma of food from the second-floor cafeteria.

The second-floor cafeteria was different from the one downstairs. Here, they could order dishes individually. The ingredients were also worlds apart. Occasionally, they could even eat soul beast meat on the second floor. Of course, that was only if they could afford it.

Those precious ingredients were generally something only the academy's teachers could occasionally afford. Aside from them, there was also a group like Xiao Chenyu's. They were all children of nobles with wealthy families, so they could afford it too.

Zhao Ming picked up the menu and looked through it. The dishes cost several Silver Soul Coins apiece, and some even went as high as a dozen or more Gold Soul Coins.

Even the cheapest dish, "Chicken Stewed with Mushrooms," cost two Silver Soul Coins. No wonder they could not afford to eat here.

Zhao Ming casually ordered a few dishes, then tossed the menu to Xiao Wu and the others.

The moment Wang Sheng and the others saw the prices on the menu, they were frightened stiff and refused to order anything. Xiao Wu, however, did not stand on ceremony. She picked several of the more expensive dishes from the menu.

"This Braised Rabbit Head looks pretty good. It should taste nice." Seeing Xiao Wu continuously flipping through the menu, Zhao Ming made a suggestion.

"Are you trying to die?! Bunnies are so cute, and you actually want to eat bunnies?" Xiao Wu's beautiful eyes widened as she snapped viciously. "Don't you know my Martial Soul is a rabbit? You actually want to eat bunnies right in front of me?"

"Xiao Wu, you ordered Tiger Paw right in front of me too," Wang Sheng reminded her from the side. He was only teasing, though. Although his Martial Soul was a tiger, he had no particular taboo against eating tiger meat.

Xiao Wu froze at Wang Sheng's words, then said irritably, "How is that the same?"

"Uh, what's different?" Wang Sheng asked in confusion.

Tigers were demons that ate rabbits. Of course it was different! The only meat dish Xiao Wu had ordered was Tiger Paw. After all, quite a few members of her clan had been harmed by the tiger clan. Naturally, she wanted to eat some of it back.

But there was no way she could tell Wang Sheng and the others that.

"Boss, let me offer you a toast. Thank you for standing up for us Work-Study Students." Wang Sheng raised a cup of wine as he spoke. The wine students drank was rice wine, which people their age could drink as well.

Zhao Ming smiled faintly. "Since you call me boss, this is only what I should do. Xiao Chenyu and his people probably won't cause you trouble anymore. If they still dare to bully you, just tell me. I'll teach them a lesson."

As he spoke, he raised his own cup and drained it in one gulp.

Rice wine was not very strong,

but there were too many people.

After Wang Sheng took the lead, the other members of Dormitory Seven all raised their cups and took turns toasting Zhao Ming.

Ever since Zhao Ming defeated Xiao Chenyu and made him promise not to bully the Work-Study Students anymore, Zhao Ming's status in their eyes had begun to rival, or even surpass, that of their teachers.

Though they had only known Zhao Ming for a day or two, they had already acknowledged him as their boss from the bottom of their hearts.

Throughout the meal, Zhao Ming barely touched his chopsticks. He only drank.

Xiao Wu drank a few cups as well, but found it uninteresting. She focused entirely on the food on the table instead.

More than ten people cleaned the entire table of dishes spotless. For Work-Study Students, they had never eaten anything so delicious before.

Rubbing her round, swollen belly, Xiao Wu was extremely satisfied with tonight's dinner.

But just as Xiao Wu was about to leave the table, a hand grabbed her, and someone's entire body toppled onto her.

Xiao Wu jumped in fright and was about to push the person away. Then she discovered that Zhao Ming was staring at her with bleary eyes.

"Boss must be drunk," Wang Sheng said as he watched Zhao Ming, who was unsteady even on his feet.

"Xiao Wu, you didn't drink much, so take Boss back to the dormitory. We've all had too much too." As Wang Sheng spoke, he began swaying as well, as if he might fall over at any moment.

The other perceptive members of Dormitory Seven all echoed him.

Seeing that none of them could even walk steadily, what else could Xiao Wu say? She could only support Zhao Ming by herself and head back to the dormitory.

Zhao Ming's entire body leaned against hers, especially his head, which rested directly on her. His warm breath continuously brushed against Xiao Wu's neck, making it itch slightly.

It was a feeling she had never experienced before, and it left her feeling a little flustered.

"Huh? Little miss? Give me a smile." In his daze, Zhao Ming lifted Xiao Wu's delicate chin and flirted with her.

Xiao Wu froze.

Her eyes widened.

"Zhao Ming, you'd better control your hands. If you keep touching me like that, don't blame me for getting rough with you." Xiao Wu angrily slapped Zhao Ming's hand away and shouted.

But how could drunken Zhao Ming have the reason to listen to any of that?

His little hand continued wandering around.

Xiao Wu irritably threw Zhao Ming directly onto the ground, then headed back to the dormitory alone.

After walking for a while, she seemed unable to put her mind at ease and returned along the same path.

Looking at Zhao Ming, who seemed to have already fallen asleep, Xiao Wu felt helpless. She could only continue carrying Zhao Ming back to the dormitory.

During that time, Zhao Ming did not act that way again, which made Xiao Wu breathe a sigh of relief.

Still, in her heart, she had quietly placed Zhao Ming in the category of perverts.

Drunken words revealed sober thoughts. In her view, Zhao Ming was a complete pervert.

What one thought of by day, one dreamed of by night. Even if he had not done it on purpose just now, he must have been thinking about something improper in his heart.