"Don't... don't leave me... Mother..."
Though Li Mucheng's murmur was soft, Ye Feng heard it clearly.
Mother? Could it be that Li Mucheng was dreaming about her mother?
Before abducting Li Mucheng, Ye Feng had done some research on her. Her mother had passed away due to illness when Li Mucheng was very young. The loss of her mother was a devastating blow to her, completely changing her personality.
Ye Feng reached out and gently stroked the back of Li Mucheng's head. Since Li Mucheng was hanging upside down from his neck, Ye Feng had to lower his body to let her touch the bed.
"Old... Mother... Mucheng misses you so much..."
Li Mucheng's lips unintentionally brushed against Ye Feng's neck, the slight tickling sensation making him uncomfortable. He slowly placed Li Mucheng's head on the pillow before attempting to untie her hands.
At that moment, Li Mucheng's small mouth suddenly opened and bit down on Ye Feng's neck.
"Ouch..."
Though it didn't hurt, feeling the strong suction on his neck, Ye Feng quickly took forceful measures. If anyone saw this scene, he would never be able to clear his name, even if he jumped into a river.
"Slurp... pop..."
Fortunately, Ye Feng managed to pinch Li Mucheng's nose. As time passed, Li Mucheng, unable to breathe properly, finally released her bite, allowing Ye Feng to pull away.
"No, no, I need to go clean up now."
Seeing Li Mucheng open her mouth and breathe calmly, Ye Feng dismissed the thought that she had done it on purpose and left the room...
Just as Ye Feng left, a blush quickly appeared on Li Mucheng's sleeping face, and she opened her deep, dark eyes.
"So... so rich... Teacher's scent..."
Li Mucheng licked her lips as if savoring something delicious.
......
"Oh no..."
At that moment, Ye Feng was looking in the bathroom mirror at the red mark on his neck, his mood instantly plummeting.
If the other servants in the manor saw this and reported it to Li Jing, he would be at the bottom of the ocean by tonight.
No! Absolutely no one can see this!
Ye Feng thought hard but couldn't figure out how to erase the mark. In the end, he buttoned the top button of his shirt, praying that no one would notice.
"Ye Feng? Why are you here? Isn't the young lady in class?"
Just as Ye Feng finished adjusting his clothes and was about to leave, Ah Fu walked in.
"Ah Fu?"
Ye Feng hadn't expected anyone to come into the bathroom at this time. Luckily, he had already buttoned his shirt. To act as if nothing had happened, he decided to take the initiative.
"Did the young lady not sleep well last night? Why did she say she wanted to sleep before class even started today?"
"Impossible!"
Ah Fu shook his head firmly upon hearing Ye Feng's words.
"The young lady has a very precise sleep schedule. She usually bathes and goes to bed at 10 PM, and she did the same last night. This morning, the maid went to wake her up, and she didn't oversleep."
"Before attending my class, did the young lady usually take a nap on weekends?"
"That she does. In the past, the young lady would either go play with Miss Su or take a nap at home."
"That might be the reason. I should head back now; the young lady might have woken up by now."
"Alright."
Just as Ye Feng was saying goodbye to Ah Fu, Ah Fu suddenly added,
"By the way, Ye Feng, you..."
Thinking Ah Fu had noticed the buttoned collar, Ye Feng quickly replied,
"I'm not hot."
"Who asked if you were hot? I was saying that the young lady has replaced your coat. The original one was accidentally damaged."
"Damaged?"
"Anyway, we bought you a new one. Come find me later to get it."
"Alright."
At this moment, Ye Feng didn't care about the coat. As long as he got through today's class smoothly, he would be fine.
When Ye Feng returned to Li Mucheng's room, he found her already seated, quietly reading her notes. Noticing Ye Feng's arrival, Li Mucheng smiled and looked at him, "Teacher, you're here."
"Yes, did you sleep well, young lady?"
"Thanks to you, Teacher, I slept very soundly. But why wasn't I on your lap when I woke up?"
Li Mucheng revealed that her memory only went up to the beginning, which put Ye Feng's mind at ease.
"Well, I went to the bathroom, so I carefully moved you back to the bed."
"Is that so? Teacher, you're such a gentleman~"
"......"
Seeing Ye Feng remain silent, Li Mucheng patted the chair beside her and said, "Teacher, let's start the class. Time is precious, you know."
"Alright... alright..."
Ye Feng adjusted his collar and sat down next to Li Mucheng, beginning to explain the principles of counter-surveillance.
After teaching for a while, Ye Feng felt a strange sensation. He couldn't shake the feeling that Li Mucheng's gaze wasn't on his face but on his neck...
"Young lady."
"Yes, Teacher?"
"Where did I just leave off?"
"You were saying that when encountering someone following you, you should blend into a crowd to increase the chances of losing them."
"......"
Alright, it seems I was overthinking.
"What's wrong, Teacher? Did I answer incorrectly?"
"No, you answered perfectly. I was just checking if you were paying attention."
"Is that so~ But Teacher, why did you button your collar? Aren't you hot?"
"!!!"
"No... no, I'm not hot. See, I'm not even wearing my jacket. How could I be hot?"
"Is that so?"
"Alright, alright, focus."
Ye Feng tapped Li Mucheng's forehead with his finger, signaling her not to interrupt anymore, and continued the lesson.
I really want... I really want to see the "masterpiece" I left on Teacher again. If this goes on, I... I won't be able to resist...
On the surface, Li Mucheng listened to Ye Feng's lecture expressionlessly, but inside, her mind was in turmoil, thinking of various ways to unbutton Ye Feng's collar.
"Hey? Teacher, your collar is dirty. Let me clean it for you."
"No need."
......
"Teacher, your button is about to fall off. Let me get you a new shirt."
"Sit still!"
......
"Teacher..."
"Young lady! Can't you just behave?"
"Hehe, sorry, sorry."
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pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
