She had no idea whether her brain had short-circuited a month ago or what, but somehow, as though possessed, she had agreed.
Perhaps she had agreed back then to give him something to work toward. After all, she hadn't believed Tian Chen could advance another level in just one month.
Looking back now, she really had been far too naive.
But did she really have to satisfy this little rascal now?
It was bad enough that this little rascal teased her every day, but today, he hadn't restrained himself even in front of so many people.
"Teacher, you look so beautiful today."
"Teacher, your hands are so smooth and soft."
"Teacher, let me massage your feet! Those black stockings you're wearing today look lovely."
Those words echoed in her ears every day, as though trying to lure out the heart that had lain unmoved for more than a decade, leaving her both nervous and thrilled.
A thousand thoughts swirled through her mind, and her gaze unconsciously grew distant and hazy.
Yet Tian Chen seemed completely oblivious to her inner struggle and kept smiling at Xian Lin'er.
Xian Lin'er's long teal hair flowed like a waterfall. She paused briefly, drew a deep breath, and tried to calm herself before lifting her head and saying to Tian Chen in a deliberately composed voice, "All right, stop fooling around. Let's go."
Only then did Tian Chen seem to notice something unusual about Xian Lin'er. A glint of slyness flashed in his eyes, but his usual smile soon returned.
"Sure, Teacher. Let's go fulfill that promise right now."
Hearing this, Xian Lin'er knew it was too late to back out. She could only steel herself and agree. She stood, straightened her clothes, and said to the people around them, "Ah, practice on your own