"Ding Yebai?"
"Ding Yebai..."
"Ye Bai."
Ding Yebai woke amid the repeated calls.
The moment he opened his eyes, he saw Yang Zhi's pure and beautiful face.
What was even stranger was that, at that very moment, the two of them were sitting at the desk just as before—one teaching, the other listening.
Ding Yebai found it bizarre. He had clearly stopped tutoring her, so why was this scene appearing again?
He looked Yang Zhi up and down, his gaze ultimately settling on her thighs.
He remembered that night when he had supported those long legs with one hand, carried her on his back, and slowly walked home.
Yang Zhi: "Ding Yebai, what's wrong?"
As she spoke, she reached out and gently cupped Ding Yebai's face. With deep tenderness in her eyes, she asked, "Why aren't you looking at me?"
Ding Yebai was dumbfounded.
What was she trying to do!!!!
It's a dream! It's definitely a dream!
Otherwise, Yang Zhi has been possessed!!!
Ding Yebai: "I..."
Seeing that he did not answer and had even turned his head aside, Yang Zhi lightly pursed her lips in disappointment. She released his face, then wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled herself close.
With her incredibly gentle voice against his ear, she said, "You already have me, so are you still thinking about other things? I really don't know what to do with you~"
Ding Yebai: "..."
Help, somebody help me!
My heart's about to jump out of my chest--!
Someone rein in this natural flirt!
After a long while
"Don't!!!!!!!!"
Ding Yebai suddenly sat up in bed, still clutching his pillow.
He looked as if he had just had a nightmare. His face was flushed red, and even his breathing had yet to steady.
"You're awake?" Ding