Chapter 292: Chapter 292: How does it feel?
Song Song was kissed to the point of almost suffocating, especially in the cramped darkroom, this feeling was even more intense!
Luckily, the man didn’t linger too long and soon let her go.
But even then, she was still gasping for air, like a drowning fish...
In the darkness, the man asked, "How does it feel?"
Song Song was bewildered by the question, "... What do you mean, how does it feel?"
In the dark, she couldn’t see his expression, only felt his voice was incredibly magnetic, teasing lightly as he said, "How does it feel to have a secret fling with the teacher in a dark room?"
Song Song’s face turned scorching hot, "What kind of teacher are you, you only gave one class!"
"Then tell me, how about the class I gave yesterday? Compared to that teacher today... whose was better?"
"..."
Actually, Song Song didn’t really pay attention to the class yesterday, after all, with him teaching, how could she focus. However, today she listened carefully—
If she had to compare, she still thought his was better because when he taught, his speech was articulate, points were clear, and case analysis was straightforward and precise, making even someone like her, a complete outsider to finance, understand without understanding.
And today’s teacher, not only was his Mandarin non-standard, but his lecture also lacked logic. To be honest, listening to his class was actually worse than reading the book on her own, at least there was no noise and she could quiet her mind.
But facing him, Song Song still said against her will, "Today’s teacher is better."
"Oh, that’s such a pity. I have to substitute again tomorrow..."
"Really?"
Song Song suddenly felt a bit excited, but remembering that many girls would come to see him tomorrow, she felt a bit uncomfortable, an inexplicable possessiveness covered her entire heart...
Xiao Jinghuai reached out and pinched her little face, "You seem very happy."
"No, no."
Song Song quickly denied it, her small hand groping forward, finally finding the doorknob, she smiled and said, "I’m leaving! See you tomorrow... bye-bye!"
The man pinched her waist, not letting her leave.
Song Song wriggled and struggled, "I have to go, there are other classmates outside... if they find out about us..."
"Yesterday I saw you leave in Huo Junting’s car. Keep your distance from him, do you hear me?"
"... Ah! Oh! Okay, okay, I’ll keep my distance, definitely keep it!"
After promising, the man immediately let go, saying in a plain tone, "Now you can leave—"
Song Song quickly opened the door and ran out. As soon as she got outside, she saw Yuan Yumeng holding the hand of a girl about her size, looking around, apparently searching for her...
She immediately ran over and shouted, "Yumeng."
Seeing her, the anxious look on Yuan Yumeng’s face finally faded away, "Song Song, where did you run off to just now? I thought you got lost!"
"I... my shoelace came undone just now."
"Hey, who’s this little beauty?"
Song Song looked at the girl beside Yuan Yumeng, who was not as tall as Yuan Yumeng, half a head shorter, very skinny, with a ponytail, fair skin, big eyes, quite pretty.
Yuan Yumeng introduced her with a smile, "Oh, this is my younger sister, her name is Yuan Yuqi... she’s also a student at Nandao, but she’s one year behind me, now in her sophomore year."
"Oh, oh, but you don’t look very alike! Maybe one of you takes after your dad and the other your mom..."
Yuan Yumeng wanted to say she was adopted, but thinking of how her adoptive parents treated her so well, she had long considered that family as her real home and felt there was no need to say more.