Standing in front of the designated homestay, Lin Yu hesitated before stepping into the courtyard.
Inside was a two-story building with multiple guest rooms, typical of such lodgings.
Though called a homestay,
it was essentially an unlicensed inn, its environment undoubtedly worse than a proper hotel.
But the advantage was that no registration was required, ensuring no unwanted disturbances.
Lin Yu: "..."
So now what?
His academic advisor, Miao Haixin, had also booked a room here?
This was getting complicated!
Any thoughts about whether to pursue Yan Miaozhu were now the last thing on his mind.
Only one thing mattered now—
how to get out of here unscathed!
After a mental whirlwind, a sudden idea struck Lin Yu.
Without delay,
he pulled out his phone, switched it to vibrate mode,
opened his WeChat chat with Miao Haixin, and quickly typed out a message...
...
Upstairs in the homestay,
in the innermost room along the open-air corridor,
Miao Haixin sat on a chair, rubbing her temples incessantly.
Had she lost her mind?
She must have gone crazy!
How could she have impulsively followed through and booked a room here?
Luckily, when passing Yan Miaozhu’s room next door, the curtains were drawn, so she hadn’t noticed Miao Haixin’s presence.
What to do next? Miao Haixin had no clue.
Even now,
she still couldn’t confirm—
who exactly would be visiting the neighboring room?
Would it really be Lin Yu, just like in her dream?
Instead of just waiting helplessly, maybe she could take some initiative?
Almost as if possessed, Miao Haixin picked up her phone and opened WeChat.
If she messaged him under the pretense of checking in as his advisor…
it wouldn’t seem too out of place, right?
She often messaged students to ask about their studies or well-being.
Most of them enjoyed chatting with her.
But with Lin Yu, their WeChat exchanges were rare.
Still,
yesterday, Lin Yu had visited her home and even brought a gift for her grandmother.
Asking how he was doing now wouldn’t seem suspicious.
Miao Haixin’s fingers trembled: "Huh?!"
Before she could type out her message,
a text from Lin Yu popped up in the chat!
「Lin Yu: Advisor, I need a favor. If I don’t message you in half an hour, could you call me?」
「Lin Yu: I’m out with some classmates, and they might pressure me to drink later. I’m not good with alcohol, but I don’t want to outright refuse.」
「Lin Yu: If you call, I can say something urgent came up at home and I need to leave. Please? (praying hands emoji)(praying hands emoji)」
Miao Haixin: "!!!"
What a coincidence!
No—
more accurately—
her suspicions were confirmed!
Miao Haixin sprang to her feet and hurried to the window.
She carefully parted the curtains just enough to peer down into the courtyard below.
From her vantage point, she could see most of the yard.
Then,
a familiar figure came into view.
Miao Haixin: "!!!"
Lin Yu… it really was him!
The person Yan Miaozhu had arranged to meet here was actually him!
Miao Haixin only glanced for a second before quickly closing the curtains again,
afraid Lin Yu might spot her if he looked up while searching for the room.
But despite her haste,
she wasn’t fast enough to escape Lin Yu’s notice.
Yan Miaozhu’s room was the second one along the open-air corridor on the second floor.
If the advisor was here,
the best vantage points for spying would be the first or third rooms.
So,
as Lin Yu entered the courtyard after sending his message, he kept his eyes fixed on those two rooms.
And just then—
the curtains in the first room moved!
Lin Yu was absolutely certain—it wasn’t his imagination, nor had he misseen.
Miao Haixin was hiding in the first room!
"Buzz…"
Almost immediately,
his phone vibrated with a reply.
「Miao Haixin: No problem, I’ll call you exactly in half an hour. If you run into any trouble, just let me know. My students should always look out for themselves when they’re out.」
Lin Yu pocketed his phone, pleased.
The subtle implications in Miao Haixin’s message were instantly clear to him.
Now he was certain.
Perfect.
Let the dream that mirrored reality work its magic on both women.
Lin Yu walked up to the door of the second room on the second floor.
Knock knock knock!
"..."
As the sound of his knocking faded,
footsteps echoed simultaneously from inside the room and next door.
Lin Yu: "..."
The advisor was really keeping a close watch, huh?
She was probably pressed against the door or wall right now, eavesdropping.
This whole scene
was eerily similar to what the taxi driver had joked about earlier—
like a wife catching her husband in the act!
Click.
The door opened.
The room was dark, curtains drawn, making it hard to see inside.
Yan Miaozhu’s hair was half-dry, as if she’d just showered?
She hid behind the door, only her head peeking out.
Seeing Lin Yu, her lips curled into a sultry smile:
"You’re right on time, little brother."
"I worked up a sweat at school, so I washed my hair first."
"Come in!"
With that,
she pulled the door wider and yanked Lin Yu inside.
"Teacher Yan, I..."
Lin Yu deliberately feigned shyness, lowering his head.
Under Yan Miaozhu's insistent tugging, he reluctantly stepped inside.
Now was not the time to flaunt his masculine charm.
The more chaotic the situation, the more he needed to suppress his restless heart.
"I told you, when it's just the two of us, don't call me 'teacher,'" Yan Miaozhu said.
"Relax, don’t be so nervous—just like when we were chatting on WeChat yesterday."
Click!
As she spoke, Yan Miaozhu leaned against the door, firmly locking it behind them.
The room was dim, but the cheap motel curtains were thin enough to let in some faint light.
Lin Yu stood inside, his gaze immediately landing on the bed.
That was...
Yan Miaozhu's dress, skirt, and—her undergarments!
Lin Yu couldn’t help but turn back to look at her: "!!!"
This is what you call 'washing your hair'?!
More like a full shower!
Right now, Yan Miaozhu was wrapped in nothing but a long towel—no other clothing in sight.
Of course there was nothing else.
All her clothes were already on the bed, weren’t they?
This "Green Snake" woman was really in a hurry, huh?
Lin Yu hadn’t even arrived yet, and she’d already made all the preparations.
No matter how you looked at it, the atmosphere here wasn’t about a teacher asking her student for help with homework.
It was more like... summoning him to submit his homework!
After staring for a moment, Lin Yu quickly averted his eyes.
He couldn’t let himself look too engrossed—maintaining some restraint would seem more natural.
[Ding!]
[Frenzied Assault! The Saint’s flustered demeanor only fuels the Green Snake’s obsession!]
[Reward: 100 Spirit Stones]
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Oh-ho?
We’re already at "Frenzied Assault"?
Seems like the real battle hadn’t even begun, yet his personal struggle was nearing its climax!
...
(First update today! There will still be bonus chapters later—hope you’ll show some love with your support. Thanks, everyone!)
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