"Professor Yan? You..."
Lin Yu quickly swallowed the words that had almost slipped out.
He desperately wanted to ask—how could Yan Miaozhu be here?
In the last dream, he had just shared fried rice with Xiang Tiange.
Now, in this dream, the scene opened with Professor Yan eating a popsicle?
If this were Yan Miaozhu’s own dream, Lin Yu would absolutely unleash his lifelong skills to teach her a proper lesson.
But this was clearly Miao Haixin’s dream world!
Which meant...
The Yan Miaozhu before him was entirely a product of Miao Haixin’s subconscious.
The counselor was probably hiding somewhere, watching this scene unfold without Lin Yu noticing.
If Lin Yu acted too freely, wouldn’t he leave the impression of a scoundrel in her subconscious?
The best move now was to push Yan Miaozhu away and play the righteous gentleman!
Lin Yu took a deep breath and glanced down: "..."
What met his eyes was Yan Miaozhu’s upturned gaze and the flickering tongue of a green serpent.
Who the hell could push her away at a time like this?
If any grown man could hold the line in this situation, Lin Yu would kneel and kowtow to him on the spot.
The moment softness met fire, Lin Yu completely gave up resisting.
To hell with being a gentleman!
This was just a dream, not reality anyway.
The one who really needed reflection was the counselor herself!
How could she, in her subconscious, fantasize about her own student and a school professor doing... this?
What has the world come to?
What... a master of oral arts indeed!
Counselor Miao Haixin needed a stern lecture.
It was just a dream.
But how could she imagine Professor Yan being this skilled?
Between twists and turns, Lin Yu couldn’t focus at all on finding where Miao Haixin was hiding.
Could she be watching from a god’s-eye view?
No, Miao Haixin had to be somewhere nearby!
Lin Yu placed his hands on Yan Miaozhu’s head. Since resistance was futile in action,
at least he could voice his stance.
"Professor Yan, we can’t do this..."
Yan Miaozhu looked up, her serpentine eyes bewitching:
"But we’re already doing it. What should we do now?"
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Just how well did Miao Haixin know Professor Yan?
This was way too realistic!
It was like seeing Yan Miaozhu in the flesh.
Based on Lin Yu’s judgment of her,
in real life, she might actually say something like this!
After teasing Lin Yu,
Yan Miaozhu sensed the force of his hands pushing forward.
Her gaze was like that of a woman amused by a tsundere young man.
Lin Yu just wanted the green serpent to hurry up—once "Miao the Cuckold" showed up, their chance would be gone.
This was bizarre.
At this point, Miao Haixin still hadn’t appeared?
Did she really plan to wait until Professor Yan had fully replenished her collagen before stepping in to stop this?
And...
What kind of plot twist was this anyway?
[Heart-Throbbing Moment: A Student’s Photography Assignment in the Mountains!]
Whose heart-throbbing moment was it supposed to be?
The green serpent’s?
Or did Miao Haixin have some special kink, getting turned on from this angle?
This was beyond ridiculous!
When choosing this dream scenario, Lin Yu hadn’t held high expectations.
He’d even assumed nothing particularly wild would happen—
just some harmless interactions between counselor and student to bridge the gap between them.
Never in his wildest dreams did he imagine...
The most mundane description would lead to the most direct, explosive scene since he started diving into dreams.
Thinking along these lines...
Had he missed out on many other delightful moments before?
There might have been even more hidden, spicy content lost in his past choices.
From now on, he’d have to choose carefully!
Finally,
Just as things were winding down,
A series of hurried footsteps reached Lin Yu’s ears.
The moment had come at last!
Who else could it be but Miao Haixin?
From not far away, a sharp shout rang out:
"Stop that!"
Lin Yu: "..."
Well, well.
"Stop that"—what an accurate choice of words. Lin Yu was genuinely impressed.
But Yan Miaozhu, as if deaf, kept diligently working her magic.
It wasn’t that she couldn’t hear in the dream world.
Lin Yu had cleverly slipped a pair of earplugs onto her.
Yan Miaozhu: "Slurp... slurp..."
Unless someone shouted right next to her, she wouldn’t hear a thing.
Having abilities beyond common sense was truly a blessing!
He could conjure anything he wanted.
Next,
It was time to let the counselor experience firsthand...
That the power of the dream realm was no joke!
The sound of running footsteps neither faded nor drew closer.
Lin Yu altered the terrain, turning the straight path into a "circular trail."
At a normal running pace, it would take at least five minutes to reach the scene.
By then,
The student she wanted to "save" would already be long gone.
This wasn’t Lin Yu’s fault—blame the counselor for designing such a bizarre scenario.
Of course, Lin Yu wouldn’t hold it against Miao Haixin.
In fact, he’d thank her for the dream-world feast, delivering such a generous green serpent.
Before long,
The hardworking Professor Yan finally got what she wanted.
Naturally, Lin Yu was satisfied too.
The winding path vanished, and Miao Haixin finally arrived at the aftermath.
"Yan Miaozhu, stop that!"
Miao Haixin was still shouting pointlessly.
This time, the earplugs had disappeared from Yan Miaozhu’s ears.
She heard every word clearly.
Lin Yu swiftly distanced himself, feigning urgency:
"Professor Yan! It’s our counselor!"
Panic flashed across Yan Miaozhu’s face as she swallowed.
Wiping her lips hastily, she said:
"Haixin... Why is she here?"
"Lin Yu, we didn’t do anything just now. Pull your pants up!"
"I’ll go first. Don’t say a word!"
Lin Yu: "..."
Too real.
Running off first and leaving him to clean up the mess?
This reaction only confirmed Lin Yu’s suspicion—
Miao Haixin knew Yan Miaozhu disturbingly well, nailing her personality perfectly.
No sooner had she spoken than Yan Miaozhu vanished.
She could even teleport now?!
By the time Lin Yu snapped back to reality, Miao Haixin was right in front of him.
"That coward Yan Miaozhu!"
"How dare she..."
Then,
Miao Haixin looked at Lin Yu and quickly corrected herself:
"Little Yu, hurry... put your clothes on!"
...
(Bonus chapter delivered! That’s all for today’s updates. More to come tomorrow. Goodnight, everyone! Don’t forget to send some love with power stones!)
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