"Please, teacher, this is my only request."
After saying these words, Li Mucheng's nervousness had reached its peak. Her palms, clenched into fists, were slightly sweaty, her breathing became rapid, and she could hear her own heartbeat clearly.
"Alright... fine, I agree."
Ye Feng remained silent for a moment before finally giving his answer.
"R... Really?"
Li Mucheng even doubted whether she had heard correctly. She had expected Ye Feng to refuse such an unreasonable request outright and had prepared herself for a lecture from him. To her surprise, he agreed.
"Yes, but only for a little while."
"Okay!"
Li Mucheng immediately agreed, her joy evident. She stammered as she spoke.
"Then... teacher... I... I’ll go to sleep now..."
"Mm, sleep well."
With Ye Feng’s permission, Li Mucheng slowly leaned back until she rested against his chest, finally relaxing.
Feeling the warmth of Ye Feng’s embrace, Li Mucheng took a deep breath, trying to calm herself.
"Te... Teacher... am I too heavy?"
"Not at all."
"Then... do I smell like the food we just ate?"
"No."
"Then..."
"Alright, young lady, hurry up and rest. I don’t notice anything."
Li Mucheng’s slender figure was more like a visual delight, akin to a delicate piece of art. When her soft body nestled into Ye Feng’s arms, even he found it hard to maintain his composure. Perhaps it was because he had spent so much time with girls like Li Mucheng and Xie Yuyan that he had developed some self-control, not easily swayed by beauty.
"That’s good..."
Li Mucheng rested her head on Ye Feng’s chest. Although she had said she would sleep in his arms, once she caught his scent and felt his touch, all drowsiness vanished.
"Teacher... then... I’ll go to sleep now."
"Mm."
With that, Li Mucheng slowly closed her eyes, but her heated body made it impossible for her to stay still. The blush on her cheeks deepened over time, and the inability to open her eyes or move made her feel tormented.
Hang in there. Although the teacher’s embrace is intoxicating, I must endure it to slowly ease his concerns. If I fail, he might never allow this again.
Seeing Li Mucheng close her eyes and hearing her steady breathing, Ye Feng thought she might have fallen asleep. This situation wasn’t ideal, so he decided to carry her back to the bed, as sleeping while sitting couldn’t be as comfortable as lying down.
To avoid waking Li Mucheng, Ye Feng gently reached for her waist, planning to carry her in a princess-style hold.
But just as his hands touched her waist, Li Mucheng, who was still "asleep," trembled as if an electric current had passed through her.
Te... Teacher is touching my waist... What is he doing? Could it be... could it be that he’s finally giving in to his desires?
It’s okay, teacher... If it’s you... feel free to tease me... as long as you like it~
Li Mucheng eagerly awaited Ye Feng’s next move. Sure enough, on her third breath, a strong hand wrapped around her back, and another cradled her thighs, lifting her into the air.
Ah!
Li Mucheng hadn’t expected to be suddenly lifted, and her thoughts became even more tangled.
What is he planning? Could it be like in fairy tales, where the knight who rescues the princess gives her a deep kiss at the end?
Te... Teacher’s kiss... I... I’m so looking forward to it~
Wait! If he’s going to sneak a kiss while I’m pretending to sleep, should I open my eyes at the critical moment to catch him in the act? Then I could have him at my mercy!
Teacher... you wouldn’t want anyone to know you secretly kissed me, right~
Li Mucheng almost laughed out loud at this idea but quickly reminded herself of the situation and continued to wait patiently.
After being lifted, Ye Feng began to walk, which confused Li Mucheng even more.
"Huh? Why... am I moving? Where is he taking me?"
Li Mucheng didn’t dare open her eyes to check. If she were caught pretending to sleep, her beloved teacher might dislike her, and she couldn’t bear that.
She also noticed how careful Ye Feng was, from lifting her to standing and now walking. His meticulous care only heightened her anticipation for what was to come.
After a few bumps, Li Mucheng felt Ye Feng stop, and her body began to descend slowly.
Th... This is! Could it be that he’s leaning in closer! Wh... What should I do? If he secretly kisses me, should I open my eyes and respond, or keep pretending to sleep as if nothing happened?
Ahhh, I’m so conflicted.
With her heart racing, Li Mucheng held her breath. Just as she felt her body nearing something, her back touched something soft.
Huh? What is this?
As the contact spread, her senses became clearer.
This feeling is... my bed?
Only when her body sank into the soft mattress did Li Mucheng realize that everything—from being lifted to being moved and finally laid on the bed—was all Ye Feng’s doing. Her expectations instantly turned to disappointment.
Wh... What’s this? All he did was put me on the bed! I was so looking forward to something exciting happening...
Li Mucheng felt utterly let down. She would’ve rather stayed on Ye Feng’s lap and chatted with him.
Bad teacher! He doesn’t have any feelings for me at all! How mean!
No! I can’t let it end like this. If I do, I’ll have missed the last class of the week, and that would be such a waste!
Determined, Li Mucheng quickly thought of a brilliant plan. Just as Ye Feng was about to leave after placing her on the bed, she suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him close. In a frightened voice, she said:
"Don’t... don’t kill me... My teacher will never let you get away with this!"
"Huh?"
Ye Feng, who was about to leave, froze as Li Mucheng clung to him, her words leaving him completely still.
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