After leaving the Wanghai Building, Ye Fei walked down the street feeling refreshed, still savoring the passion of just monts before. The two gorgeous mayors—symbols of the highest authority in Wanghai—had been writhing beneath him, pleasuring him in such an intricate, sensual way that it felt unbelievably good! If he could work a little harder and conquer Song Xuan too… well, that thought made him grin wickedly.
Lost in his steamy fantasies, Ye Fei returned to school. It was just past noon, and after lunch with Ye Yunqi and Lin Ling—while enjoying their almost "silky flesh" intimacy—it felt pretty damn good.
The only thing that irked him was that Song Ci, who looked pure and cute on the outside but was a total badass, had clung to Xiao Fei's side all the ti. It annoyed him; he couldn't fathom how her family could have given her a na with the "Ci" (compassion) character.
Maybe having overco her insecurity about her small chest, Song Ci was now back at it, bantering with Ye Fei without missing a beat. Sotis what she said even left him a bit off-guard, but it was all part of the fun.
Before long, afternoon classes ended and the girls all went their separate ways. Only Ye Fei stayed behind—he was set on eting Yu Wuxia. He told Ye Yunqi he might not be coming ho, and though the little girl was a bit disappointed, she agreed. After all, Ye Yunqi and Yu Wuxia had always been close, and with this chance to get even more intimate, she fully supported it.
Ye Fei was well familiar with Yu Wuxia's office. After saying goodbye to the girls, he strolled over. He even used his mind to check inside—sure enough, Yu Wuxia was already there, chin propped up as if deep in thought. Without knocking, Ye Fei simply opened the door and walked in with a smile, "Teacher, I'm here."
Startled out of her reverie, Yu Wuxia imdiately let out an indignant, "Don't you know to knock?"
"Sorry, I wasn't paying attention," Ye Fei said with a cheeky grin as he closed the door behind him and casually sat down beside her, showing no sign of remorse.
Ever since that morning, Yu Wuxia had been fuming. She couldn't even pinpoint exactly why she was so angry—if it were just about being responsible for her students, it should have only been a disappointnt. Yet every ti she recalled what she'd seen earlier in class, her heart couldn't settle. Now, looking at Ye Fei's unapologetic deanor only fueled her anger further.
Her face hardening, Yu Wuxia asked, "Do you know why I called you in today?"
"Yeah, I do," Ye Fei replied with a nod. Just as Yu Wuxia began to lift her pretty face as if to say "smart kid," he quickly added, "It must be 'long ti no see'—you've missed , teacher. Honestly, I've missed you too."
"You…" Yu Wuxia's temper flared, though this ti it was pure anger. The underlying twinge of bitterness she'd felt earlier eased a bit, replaced instead by a hint of nervousness. It took her a mont to regain her composure; she knew this kid loved to ss around. So she got straight to the point, "What exactly did you do in class this morning? Don't you rember?"
"You an that? I hadn't seen my fiancée in ages—of course, I had to get a little frisky," Ye Fei said with a playful grin, completely unfazed by any awkwardness.
"Then what about Xiao Fei?" Yu Wuxia suddenly sprang to her feet and stepped in front of him, looking down with a mix of authority and disapproval. Originally, she'd ant to scold him for getting frisky in class—even if it was with his fiancée, that was one thing. But now the fact that Xiao Fei had joined in was what truly set her off.
Yu Wuxia intended to use her stern posture to intimidate him, hoping to dampen his bravado. Instead, it only seed to fuel him. With a slight lift of his head, his eyes landed directly on the pronounced swell of Yu Wuxia's chest. Unable to resist, he blurted out, "Man, that's spectacular!"
"What did you say?" Yu Wuxia snapped, though inside she felt a sudden burst of pride—as if beating Lin Ling and Xiao Fei was a real possibility—and she didn't move away. She maintained that superior stance as she glared down at Ye Fei.
"Nothing, I an… It's just that Ling'er couldn't handle it all by herself, so Xiao Fei stepped in to help," Ye Fei said with a wink. "Teacher, you're not jealous, are you?"
"Stop talking nonsense—how could helping out in sothing like that be acceptable?" Yu Wuxia's heart skipped a beat as if he had exposed her secret feelings. Her face, already flushed from anger, turned a deep shade of red. "And even if that were the case, you can't distract them like that. If you're not paying attention in class, what about the others?"
"Co on, I'm not distracting anyone—I'm just helping them out!" Ye Fei replied innocently. "You know how hard it is to calm those burning desires. I help them blow off steam, and they can finally settle down."
"But if it's just Lin Ling, that would be enough. Why drag Xiao Fei into it? What does she have to do with you anyway?" Yu Wuxia found herself steering the conversation away from the original topic, her thoughts shifting to the idea that Xiao Fei really shouldn't have been involved.
Without missing a beat, Ye Fei's intense gaze locked onto her as he said, "I get it—you're jealous of Xiao Fei. Lin Ling is my fiancée; you don't have too many feelings about her. But you think Xiao Fei shouldn't beat you to it, right?"
"I don't!" Yu Wuxia stamred, her eyes flashing with a mix of panic and indignation as she tried to bolster her defiance.
Ye Fei just laughed, a warm, genuine laugh. "You know what? I love that about you. Ever since I learned to appreciate won after sumr break, you've been the first woman who ever stirred sothing between us. I an it—you're the very first woman to make feel real desire."
Hearing those words over and over in her mind—"I'm the first woman he's ever liked"—Yu Wuxia felt a rush of indescribable sweetness. It was different from the familiar affection she shared with Liu Junyi; it was sothing more stirring, so much so that she forgot how to argue.
Seizing the mont, Ye Fei didn't hesitate. He suddenly grabbed Yu Wuxia's small hand and pulled her into his embrace. Ignoring her feeble struggles, he forcefully pressed his lips onto her sweet mouth, savoring the taste of her soft, inviting lips as he tried to pry open the tightly clenched rows of pearly teeth with his tongue.
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