Flender, Yu Xiaogang, Both of You Can Get the Hell Out!

Liu Erlong's suicidal thoughts have returned.

Not only did they return, but they also returned with double the strength, launching a surprise attack.

She cursed herself inwardly.

They kissed.

Why be so proactive?

Why go so deep?

Why are you in such a hurry?

You are Liu Erlong, where is your dignity? Where is your authority? Where is your role as a teacher?

Everything is gone.

Everything vanished in that kiss.

There is a problem.

A cold, clear voice suddenly rang out.

It was Zhu Zhuqing who spoke.

She remained silent.

She hasn't said a word since she entered the room; her silence has made everyone almost forget she exists.

But those who know Zhu Zhuqing know that her silence never means she has no opinions.

On the contrary, her silence often signifies that she is observing.

Just like now.

Her observational skills have always been the most acute.

Her deep eyes stared straight at Liu Erlong.

He said calmly, "There are many ways to get excited."

"You can shout and scream, you can cry and laugh at the same time."

"You can even grab your benefactor's hand and say a lot of thank you."

Each time she listed a "normal" way to get excited, Liu Erlong's face turned a little redder.

"Why... is it your own A-Qing?"

Zhu Zhuqing's gaze met Liu Erlong's directly without flinching.

"Usually, this kind of behavior is only done with close people, right? Very close people."

Her final blow was precise, fatal, and utterly merciless.

"..."

The air froze again.

Zhu Zhuqing's words were like a scalpel, precisely dissecting the point that everyone was deliberately avoiding.

That point that everyone saw, but everyone pretended not to see.

A kiss is fine.

What's the meaning behind kissing so passionately, so intensely, and so deeply?

That wasn't just an ordinary, passionate kiss; it was clearly the kind that involved affection.

Ning Rongrong's "I know very well" expression froze completely.

Dugu Yan's teasing expression, which had been one of amusement, disappeared.

She stopped smiling and silently moved half a body distance to the side.

Just kidding, Zhu Zhuqing's damage output was too strong this time, she doesn't want to get caught in the splash damage.

Xiao Wu's eyes... became even more profound.

If her gaze was like two deep pools just now, it is now like two abysses.

"So, Teacher Er Long."

Zhu Zhuqing's voice remained cold and detached, as if she were stating a mathematical theorem, each word precise yet devoid of emotion.

"Did you really kiss Lin Qingmo because you were too excited?"

"This way of expressing excitement is truly unique."

She said this without any change in expression, not even a flicker of her eyebrows.

But it is precisely this expressionless statement that is more deadly than any interrogation.

Liu Erlong felt as if a knife had been plunged into her heart.

"I..."

Now that everything was out in the open, Ning Rongrong didn't try to smooth things over and immediately added insult to injury.

"Yes, Teacher Er Long, you were so excited, it wasn't just ordinary gratitude, was it? Judging from your state just now—"

She paused, then her smile grew even brighter, so bright it was unsettling.

"Well, it seems like you were really into the kiss."

"They didn't even hear us pushing the door open so loudly. That level of concentration is truly worthy of Soul Douluo- level player."

Dugu Yan clicked her tongue beside her and added a third blow, "Ning Rongrong is right, I was dumbfounded at the door. Teacher Er Long, your posture—"

"Stop talking! Stop talking! Stop talking!"

Liu Erlong suddenly covered his face, bent over, and almost hit his knee with his forehead.

She now wished she could curl herself into a ball, roll out of Heaven Dou City, roll out of the Heaven Dou Empire, roll to the Far North, find Ice Cave and bury herself there.

It's best to bury it for ten or eight years, until everyone has forgotten about it, before bringing it out.

"I... I'm so excited..."

Her voice, muffled and choked with sobs, came from between her fingers. "You have to believe me... I really... I am..."

"What is it?"

Ning Rongrong blinked her eyes, her face showing an innocent and naive expression.

But what gleamed in her eyes was clearly the light of a little devil.

"..."

Liu Erlong couldn't speak.

What is it?

I just got carried away at the time and suddenly found this guy incredibly pleasing to the eye.

That inexplicable emotion surged up, rationality completely failed, and instinct took over the body?

Am I an older, horny woman?

Damn it, she couldn't even explain what it was!

All she knew was that in that instant, looking at Lin Qingmo's face, she couldn't help but want to rush over, to get closer to him, and to do something in the most direct way.

Then the mouth acted faster than the brain.

No, to be precise, I had absolutely nothing in my mind at that moment.

A blank page.

It's purely instinctive animal behavior when dealing with someone of the opposite sex who is attractive.

The more Liu Erlong thought about it, the more desperate she became.

She, a Soul Douluo- level powerhouse, a teacher, and a godmother, actually kissed Lin Qingmo in front of Xiao Wu!

It's at a negative distance!

If word gets out, how will Liu Erlong ever be able to face anyone in the entire Soul Master World?

No, not only in the Soul Master World, but even in her own heart, her image has completely collapsed.

The dignity of teachers, painstakingly built up over decades, has been wiped out in a single day.

"I have one more question."

Another voice rang out.

This time, it was Dugu Yan who spoke.

She rested her chin on her hand, adopting the air of a scholar conducting research. "Teacher Er Long, you just said that you kissed Lin Qingmo because you were too excited about your breakthrough, right?"

"Mmm!"

Liu Erlong nodded frantically, as if he had grasped at a lifeline.

"Alright then."

Dugu Yan smiled slightly, her smile carrying the imminent success of some conspiracy.

"Then let me ask you from another angle: what if it wasn't Lin Qingmo who helped you break through, but someone else?"

She extended her index finger and drew a circle in the air.

"For example, Flender, Teacher Er Long Erlong's old friend?"

"?"

Liu Erlong's body stiffened abruptly.

She subconsciously conjured up that image in her mind.

Flender's shrewd, calculating face loomed closer, revealing a look of overwhelming gratitude, before he closed his eyes and nuzzled her mouth against hers.

Vomit!

Liu Erlong almost threw up.

Her stomach was churning violently, and her face visibly turned from flushed red to ashen.

"You... you should stop talking..."

"Then let's choose another one."

Dugu Yan persisted, her interest piqued. "Yu Xiaogang?"

Boom!

The name struck Liu Erlong like a bolt of lightning.

Her expression instantly changed.

A real, tangible collapse.

If Yu Xiaogang appeared in front of her now.

Forget about kissing, I could directly summon my Martial Soul Avatar and unleash Crimson Dragon True Fire upon him.

Even a single burst of Crimson Dragon True Fire might not be enough to vent my anger.

"Enough!"

Liu Erlong slammed his hand on the table, making a loud "bang".

The teacup on the table jumped up, its lid clanging.

"How could this be! How could I possibly kiss that scumbag! Don't talk nonsense!"

Her face was flushed red, half from embarrassment and half from anger.