Frontier Technology University.
The campus was deserted and quiet. It was End-of-Term Review Week again, and most students were holed up in the Study Room or their dormitories, cramming the entire semester's knowledge day and night in pursuit of the sacred sixty points—at least enough to give their teachers something to work with.
Song He headed straight for the Dormitory Building. He did not return to his room first, but went directly to knock on the door of Teacher Xiang's room next door.
"Who is it?" came an irritated voice from inside.
"Teacher, it's me!" Song He said.
"The lock's been changed. Swipe your work ID." Her tone softened.
Song He examined the lock. Sure enough, it was a new model. He fished his work ID out of his pocket and pressed it against the lock. With a beep, the door unlocked.
Song He opened the door and stepped inside. His eyes went wide.
Teacher Xiang sat at the computer desk, her long hair smooth and flowing as she focused intently on whatever she was looking at and moved the mouse.
It was probably because it was summer, but her pajamas were quite revealing: white silk shorts, with a pair of shapely, toned long legs crossed beneath the desk, their skin gleaming like white jade in the sunlight. Her top was a lace camisole, and her full, rounded figure formed an alluring curve.
Song He immediately flushed. It was far too seductive. How could a vigorous young man possibly withstand this?
"Just a moment, just a moment." Xiang Xiaotong furrowed her brows and stared at the screen, apparently reviewing a crucial section.
Song He moved a small stool over and sat beside her. He turned his head to look at the floor, then at the ceiling, not daring to look