Chapter 127

If she hadn't remembered that Wu Liang had a change of clothes, she probably wouldn't have thought of it even now.

Although Wu Liang was only her student, he was no longer a child.

He can use the bathroom, but it would be too much if that brat Wu Liang saw his underwear...

"Wu Liang! Wait a minute! I still have some things to pack..."

Ye Luotong rushed into the bathroom and shouted loudly.

But her words quickly got stuck in her throat and she couldn't get them out.

The scene before her, though its meaning was unclear, was incredibly impactful and was etched into her mind like a branding iron.

Wu Liang, completely naked, stood upright in front of her.

And in the other person's hand was the very thing she had just changed out of after taking a shower...

"Teacher Ye, can't you knock on the door?"

Wu Liang instinctively covered his lower body.

But Wu Liang was clearly unaware of what he was still holding in his hand.

This resulted in the thing hanging on Wu Liang's waist in an extremely bizarre position.

By sheer coincidence, it happened to block the view of the slightly upturned Wu Liang...

"..."

There were no soprano screams typical of anime, nor the shyness of women seeing men's private parts.

Ye Luotong stared intently at the undergarments covering Wu Liang, her eyes wide open.

It was as if he had been cursed by Medusa's Petrifying Magic Eye.

Ye Luotong remained motionless at the door, standing there like a stone.

"Teacher Ye, please give me three minutes to explain."

Wu Liang followed Ye Luotong's gaze to his lower body.

When he realized that this approach seemed somewhat inappropriate, Wu Liang's heart skipped a beat.

But he can't find anything better to cover his little brother right now.

After all, he had already thrown all his clothes into a storage box on the side.

If he moves around randomly under these circumstances, Ye Luotong will definitely see his Wu Liang.

If you ask why? It's because it's too big; the slightest movement will expose it.

However, Ye Luotong's underwear is clearly no longer usable...

"Wu Liang..."

Ye Luotong raised her head and looked at Wu Liang with disbelief.

He strode slowly to Wu Liang's side and stared at the other's face.

"Teacher Ye, your underwear is all here, which means you're actually wearing real..."

Snap!

A solid slap landed on Wu Liang's left cheek.

"I feel I need to explain something to you..."

Snap!

He slapped Wu Liang across the right cheek with a backhand.

The loud slapping echoed for a long time in the cramped bathroom...

A few minutes later

Sitting alone in the living room, Ye Luotong stared at Wu Liang, who was slowly walking out of the bathroom, her face full of gloom.

This is a body that could make countless women scream with excitement; it is an extremely attractive male body.

Water droplets flowed down Wu Liang's collarbone, tracing the contours of his well-defined abs and the firm muscles of his body.

A hazy warmth rose from Wu Liang's body, and his sharply sculpted features drew people's attention.

However, there was one flaw that ruined the overall aesthetic.

Those were two bright red handprints on Wu Liang's cheeks, which were particularly noticeable.

However, Ye Luotong had no interest in appreciating the handsome man at this moment.

Looking at Wu Liang's brightly colored floral shorts made him furious.

This brat actually... this brat actually dared to use her favorite bra for that kind of thing...

He thought of Wu Liang's amazing operation earlier.

Ye Luotong suddenly felt an urge to pound the other person into the ground and rub them against the ground.

"Teacher Ye, do you have any clothes I can wear temporarily?"

Wu Liang can still feel a burning pain on both sides of his cheeks.

Wow, I really don't know how much force Ye Luotong used earlier.

He was so shocked by the blow that his head was buzzing.

However, he couldn't say much, since he had used Ye Luotong's underwear to cover such an awkward spot.

He's taken the slap, so be it... anyway, he's in the wrong...

"No."

Ye Luotong said irritably, but she couldn't help but glance at Wu Liang's body a few more times.

Wow, this kid's skin is so fair, it's almost as fair as hers.

However, this kid is really strong; you wouldn't guess he's so muscular on a normal day.

The type who looks slim in clothes but has a muscular physique underneath, tsk tsk, how come it has to be this rascal...

"I said, Teacher Ye, I apologized and I took the slap."

"You can't be unreasonable, can you? Do you expect me to wander around your house in just my shorts?"

Wu Liang shrugged, indicating his helplessness.

Does Ye Luotong really intend for him to just wander around here in his shorts forever?

If it weren't for the fact that Ye Luotong had already washed all his clothes.

How could he possibly stay here in this posture?

"That's my favorite style."

When Ye Luotong saw Wu Liang looking in their direction, she quickly looked away from him.

However, what Wu Liang said does make some sense.

It wouldn't be good to let him keep wandering around like that.

"I'll buy you a new one."

Wu Liang stared at Ye Luotong, who suddenly started acting like a little girl and getting angry with him, his face full of black lines.

He can buy it for Ye Luotong again, right? He can buy it for her, okay?

"This isn't a question of whether or not to buy."

"The problem lies in your approach."

Ye Luotong pointed at Xiao Wuliang and said unhappily.

Although it was just Wu Liang's instinctive reaction, she still felt like she was getting the short end of the stick.

It felt like Wu Liang, that brat, had taken advantage of me.

"Teacher Ye, you can say whatever you want about me, but could you at least find me some clothes to wear first?"

"Besides, I'm here for tutoring, so shouldn't we get down to business now?"

Wu Liang pointed to the stack of books already piled up on the table.

It's about time he started studying. He loves learning, and all he wants to do right now is study.

Anyway, it's all in the past, there's no point in dwelling on it anymore.

"..."

"Fine, I'll forgive you this time, but don't let it happen again."

After a moment of silence, Ye Luotong slowly stood up.

Oh well, he's just a student who hasn't even grown up yet.

She wouldn't hold onto the other person because of this.

"Wait, let me see if there are any clothes you can wear."

"But you'd better not get your hopes up too high."

Ye Luotong gave Wu Liang's physique a cold glance.

How could she possibly have men's clothes here?

It would be a miracle if she, living alone, had men's clothes...

Wait... she does seem to have a piece of men's clothing... but that clothing is...

Chapter 73: Wu Liang Doesn't Want to Cosplay

Wu Liang's stiff face twitched at the corner of his mouth, his expression at this moment was very rich.

His face turned ashen as he stared at the set of clothes that were all too familiar to him.

Wu Liang had a few curses in his mind, but he didn't know whether he should say them.

He had previously wondered why Ye Luotong's house contained men's clothing.

After all, Ye Luotong has always lived alone and can be described as a homebody.

She doesn't have a boyfriend, and she doesn't have any close male friends who visit her often.

However, he was somewhat surprised when Ye Luotong mentioned that there were men's clothes.

Although he had a pretty good idea that it was a cosplay outfit, he really didn't expect it to be...

"You've been spacing out for five minutes now. Is something bothering you?"

Ye Luotong put her hand to her mouth and coughed twice.

She concealed her slightly flushed ears, and a blush spread across her fair face.

Ye Luotong turned her head to the side, no longer looking at Wu Liang, who was only wearing a pair of large floral shorts.

His gaze drifted unnaturally to the scattered accessories laid out on the sofa.

Tsk... how did she manage to take out this outfit without anyone noticing...?

"Teacher Ye, are you... are you serious?"

She checked again and again the set of Straight Robe that Ye Luotong had taken out, as well as the Cylindrical Headscarf made of weft threads into buckle shapes.

A close-fitting dark blue vest with a hint of purple, with gold-trimmed protective gear standing up along the edges.

Her lower body consisted of very simple light blue shorts and a piece of delicate red fabric.

If it were just these things, Wu Liang could barely accept them.

But what are those piles of golden gauntlets, claws, Clawed Bracers, waist armor, and all sorts of decorations?

"This is the only piece of men's clothing I own. You can decide what to do with it."

Ye Luotong sat down on the sofa and spoke calmly.