Chapter 440
Even through her clothes, you could feel the softness of her breasts and the suppleness of her thighs. Couldn't Qijiu pay a little more attention to her image in the eyes of outsiders?
"Oh dear, we're all on the same side, what's there to be afraid of? Are you saying you're bewitched by me? Or has my body completely captivated you?"
"Oh my, I never thought that the usually serious young master of the Wu family would be shy~ and even shy towards an old aunt like me. I didn't know you had this kind of taste?"
Clinging to Wu Liang and refusing to get down, Qijiu stretched out her small, jade-white hand and gently lifted Wu Liang's chin, rubbing her body so that she could be closer to Wu Liang.
Her full, soft breasts pressed against Wu Liang's chest, and Qijiu chuckled teasingly as if she were playing with a toy.
"Ah, I am indeed captivated by you. You have no idea how alluring your body is to you, do you?"
"No matter what, you're a top-tier beauty. Calling yourself an 'old auntie' is so pathetic. I hope you can recognize your own charm and avoid doing things that could easily lead to misunderstandings..."
Just as Wu Liang forcibly suppressed the urge to push Qijiu down and was about to give her a good lecture.
The tightness around his waist and the wrapping around his neck suddenly disappeared, and he suddenly felt a lightness in his body. Qijiu had released him and was standing there somewhat blankly.
"???"
A huge question mark appeared above Wu Liang's head. What happened? Did he say something wrong? Why did Qijiu suddenly become like this?
Looking at Qijiu, who was standing frozen in place like a petrified sculpture with her head hanging down, Wu Liang scratched the back of his head awkwardly.
"Um... Qijiu? I didn't mean to scold you, I just wanted to talk to you..."
"You say I'm beautiful, right? You say I'm very charming, right?! You say I'm definitely not an old auntie, right?!"
Before Wu Liang could finish speaking, Qijiu, who had been silent, grabbed Wu Liang's collar, stood on tiptoe, and leaned close to him, asking him with a serious expression.
Her watery eyes sparkled like crystal beads in the night, and a shimmering, captivating light rippled deep within Qijiu's beautiful gaze.
"Wh-what?"
Wu Liang was completely bewildered by Qijiu's sudden outburst. What... what was going on...?
"Don't have any questions! Just answer directly whether it's right or wrong!!"
Her heart was pounding, and Qijiu gripped Wu Liang's collar even tighter, standing on tiptoe closer to him.
Her beautiful eyes were fixed on the depths of Wu Liang's pupils. At this moment, their noses were less than a centimeter apart, and their breaths could be clearly felt on each other's faces.
Qijiu had never been so excited, swallowed hard, as if confirming some life-altering event. She hoped to get the answer she wanted from Wu Liang.
"Yes... yes... isn't that true...?"
Wu Liang opened his mouth, remained silent for a long time, and then said with a blank expression, "Qijiu is a beauty, and an exceptionally beautiful one at that."
Her charm, her figure, and her face are all superior to those of professional female models.
"Yes, is that so..."
Upon receiving Wu Liang's personal confirmation, Qijiu's pretty face immediately flushed red. She released her grip on Wu Liang's collar and suddenly took two steps back to create some distance.
Thump thump...
Her heart pounded wildly in her chest. Qijiu reached out and covered her chest, feeling the stimulating and exciting emotions, and gently bit her red lips twice.
"Ha, you've got good taste, kid. When I was young, I had so many guys who wanted to date me."
"Even though I'm almost thirty now, I'm just as beautiful as those girls in their early twenties!"
Qijiu took a deep breath and smiled faintly, proudly raising her small face to deliberately emphasize her beauty.
Actually, Qijiu isn't the kind of woman who cares much about whether she's getting old or whether her skin has wrinkles.
She has always admired natural beauty, believing that as time goes by, only the beauty bestowed by nature is the most beautiful thing.
Therefore, she has never deliberately taken care of her skin or face, nor has she undergone any body shaping or leg shaping.
But only now, only in front of this brat Wu Liang, did she want to show him her most perfect side, even though she was already twenty-eight years old.
"Alright, alright, I'm going to taste the wines you gave me. You chat with Tongtong first, don't disturb me while I'm drinking."
Feeling her cheeks burning, Qijiu casually waved her hand and subtly touched her face a couple of times. Feeling the soft and delicate skin, Qijiu inexplicably felt a sense of relief.
Thank goodness, it seems that at twenty-eight years old, I'm not much worse than those young girls like Tongtong and Yao Shi.
"Qijiu, those drinks are different from the beer you usually drink. They have a high alcohol content, so be careful not to drink too much."
Seeing Qijiu pick up a large bottle of red wine and about to gulp it down, Wu Liang covered his forehead and helplessly reminded her.
He was probably happy that Qijiu was coming to visit, but this woman really didn't treat him like an outsider... those wines were all world-famous, lady...
"Tsk, you've seen me drunk? When have I ever been drunk? Do you think I'm like you, the guy who can't hold his liquor?"
Qijiu raised the wine bottle with a disdainful smile, picked up the snacks from the plate, and slumped onto the sofa to enjoy them.
There's no way she'd get drunk; she's never had a hangover. Besides, even if she did, it wouldn't matter—she's always a very well-behaved drinker.
Chapter Twenty: The Complex and Panicked Teacher
Ye Luotong's feelings were complicated, not only because of the sudden encounter with Wu Xingsheng, but also because...
It's rather speechless that she actually felt dissatisfied with the intimate behavior between Qijiu and Wu Liang.
Especially after seeing Qijiu suddenly jump into Wu Liang's arms like an octopus and refuse to get down, she felt inexplicably blocked up and very uncomfortable.
Although she knew that Qijiu's excitement was entirely due to Wu Liang's serving her the finest aged wine, she still couldn't let it go.
Especially when Qijiu tiptoed up to Wu Liang and asked seriously, she felt that her nerves, which had been taut like a bowstring, were about to snap.
Why did she suddenly become wary of Qijiu? Qijiu had only teased Wu Liang a few times, so why was she so concerned about what had just happened?
Ye Luotong murmured dejectedly, the cushion she was holding in her arms slightly deformed from being squeezed too tightly.
She didn't like this side of herself. She was the one who invited Qijiu to Wu Liang's house, so why was she jealous of Qijiu?
Moreover, Qijiu didn't actually do anything excessive, so why should she care so much about the distance between Wu Liang and Qijiu?
Doesn't this make it seem like she's secretly jealous of Qijiu...?
"What are you so upset about all by yourself... You're so stupid..."
Ye Luotong sighed heavily and buried her head in the pillow she was tightly hugging, which was now in a terrible state.
Ever since arriving at Wu Liang's house, she has been extremely nervous and agitated. What is there for her to be so flustered about?
She was just visiting her student's home, so why was her heart beating so fast?
"Is your relationship with that brat Wu Liang really just that of a normal teacher and student?"
"Do you really see that kid as a student? Are your feelings for him just the typical concern a teacher has for a student?"
The two sentences that Qijiu had said to her in the car earlier suddenly came to mind.
It was like two earth-shattering hammers crashing down on her heart, smashing the walls deep within her soul into countless dust particles.
Ye Luotong was well aware that her feelings for Wu Liang were not the ordinary teacher-student relationship, but she was unwilling to face it or admit it.
What Qijiu said earlier exposed her disguise and completely revealed her hidden feelings.
Ye Luotong now has to admit that she can't treat Wu Liang as an ordinary student, and she can't suppress her feelings in front of him.
In fact, ever since she first invited Wu Liang back to her home, she no longer regarded Wu Liang as a student, but as an outstanding and excellent man.
Even she herself didn't know when she developed these feelings for Wu Liang; she was completely unaware of it.
But by the time she came to her senses, she realized she was infatuated with that brat. It was too late; there was no turning back.
"Does someone like me, who has betrayed professional ethics, still deserve to be a teacher...?"
As if feeling lost about her future and beliefs, Ye Luotong lowered her head with a gloomy expression and muttered to herself in a self-deprecating tone.
Does a woman like her, who tramples on professional ethics, truly deserve the title of "teacher"? Is she really fit to remain in the academy?
This is not simply a matter of whether she likes Wu Liang or not; it has escalated to the point of polluting social morals and causing a negative impact.
If one day it is discovered that she, as a teacher, harbors feelings for Wu Liang, a student, and if this news is reported and published in society, then she will be finished.
She doesn't care about her reputation, even if the world vilifies her as a shameless vixen who seduces students.
But it would be troublesome if the academy's reputation were affected by this incident, and she didn't want to cause trouble for Principal Qiao Ranxin because of her personal reasons.
"I might as well resign as soon as possible. Staying at the academy will only put pressure on myself."
This is the best solution right now. This way, she won't have to suffer anymore, and she won't have to waver between professional ethics and love.
As long as she stopped being a teacher, she wouldn't need to suppress that stirring in her heart anymore, nor would she need to care about worldly opinions, but...
"But I still really love being a teacher..."
Ye Luotong raised her small face and revealed a smile that was even uglier than crying. The reason she abandoned the cosplay industry to enter the teaching field was because she loved this industry.
She doesn't want to give up anything now. She doesn't want to give up her teaching profession, and neither does Wu Liang. So what should she do?
You can't have your cake and eat it too. She can't possibly have an affair with her students while educating them, and she certainly can't pour out all her true feelings to her lover.
Even if she harbored feelings for Wu Liang, and even if she wanted Wu Liang to know her feelings, as long as she remained a teacher, she would have no way to openly convey these feelings to him.
Teacher-student relationships are taboo; they are absolutely forbidden everywhere. If anyone were to find out about this...
"Teacher Ye, you look terrible."
The soft voice that suddenly rang in her ear startled Ye Luotong, who was deep in thought, so much that she almost jumped up on the spot.
Seeing Wu Liang suddenly sit down next to her, Ye Luotong hurriedly curled up behind the sofa, staring at him with a look of fear on her face.
Her long, slender legs were curled up in her arms, and she huddled on the sofa like a frightened kitten, trembling.
Wu Liang... when exactly did Wu Liang get here... and why didn't he say a word...?
"Am I some kind of evil spirit? How could I possibly scare you like this?"
Wu Liang's face darkened when he saw Ye Luotong's pale face and panicked expression. He had only come to chat with her.
Why did this woman act like she'd seen a ghost when she saw him? He wasn't exactly handsome, but he wasn't some kind of hideous demon either.
"Ah... no... no... I was just thinking about something..."
Ye Luotong, regaining her composure from the initial panic, realized that she had been somewhat out of control.
He smiled helplessly, pressing his throbbing forehead. It seemed Wu Liang hadn't heard anything; she was just being a little too nervous.
"Teacher Ye, you have..."
"Don't touch me!"
Wu Liang noticed some food stains on Ye Luotong's face, but just as he was about to reach out and wipe them clean for her...
Ye Luotong slapped his hand away and took two steps back...
Chapter Twenty-One: The Chapter Title Died
Silence, a deathly silence, seemed to carry a chilling current, with biting cold air swirling around Wu Liang and Ye Luotong.
Wu Liang stared at Ye Luotong, who had suddenly distanced herself from him, completely bewildered. He didn't quite understand why she would react so strongly.
Did he scare Ye Luotong? But he didn't do anything too big; he had only just wiped the food stains from the corner of her mouth.
"Feel sorry."
Although he didn't know what he had done wrong, Wu Liang still honestly expressed his apology.
Perhaps Ye Luotong felt uncomfortable because he was being too intimate? It's understandable that she would react negatively to a man's sudden intimate touch.
After all, Teacher Ye is only a 25-year-old young woman, while I am a student, but in another sense, I am also a strong and energetic young man.
But this explanation still didn't hold water, after all, just recently... just this morning Teacher Ye had asked me to massage her feet without any hesitation... and even made more intimate moves than before...
Why was he able to chat and laugh with Teacher Ye this morning, but now she's so resistant to getting close to him...?
"No, you're not wrong, I'm the one who's wrong. My mind is a little off. Please don't mind it."
Realizing her own predicament, Ye Luotong shook her head helplessly. She even wanted to slap her hard.
Why did you push Wu Liang 'Wu Liang hand away? Why did you act so uneasy and resistant towards him?
Isn't this blatantly revealing her innermost thoughts? Ye Luotong, you're not a child anymore, what kind of brainless things are you doing?
"Teacher Ye, are you feeling unwell?"