"What? Excess fat? "
Women in their thirties were most afraid of having excess fat on their bodies, and Kong Xiuru was no exception. Ling Yun's words successfully attracted her attention.
From the age of twenty-two to twenty-eight, it was the best time for a woman. Six years of her youth had been wasted. It was impossible for Kong Xiuru not to feel sad, but she could not open the door to her heart. Even she could not do anything about it.
"Am I really getting old?" Kong Xiuru was so anxious that she forgot about the pair of big hands around her waist.
"Listen to me and stop causing trouble for me. Go sit on the sofa and take off your shirt. I'll wash it for you later."
Kong Xiuru had no choice but to beg Ling Yun to let her go.
As long as she didn't reject him, there would be a chance next time. Ling Yun agreed and went to the sofa. He really took off his shirt, revealing his well-defined muscles!
Very quickly, Kong Xiuru came out with a bowl of fragrant noodles. She walked in front of Ling Yun and gently bent down to place the bowl within his reach. When she looked up again, she saw Ling Yun's muscular upper body and immediately panicked.
"You … Why aren't you wearing a vest?" Kong Xiuru quickly turned her face away. However, she couldn't help but sneak a peek at Ling Yun's upper body.
Whether it was on television, the internet, or in real life, Kong Xiuru had never seen such a perfect body. Her heart was rejecting him, but her eyes were irresistibly attracted to him.
That was a fatal attraction.
"I don't have that habit …" Ling Yun's lips curled into a smile as he pulled the bowl in front of him. "Teacher, I don't have chopsticks!"
Kong Xiuru thought to herself. What had she become to Ling Yun? She even had to carry chopsticks for him. She was angry, embarrassed, and happy at the same time. She practically jogged all the way to get chopsticks for Ling Yun.
"Hurry up and eat. Be careful not to burn yourself. I'll wash your clothes for you …" Kong Xiuru took Ling Yun's shirt and walked into the bathroom.
The noodles were fragrant, smooth, and chewy. Ling Yun ate and drank at the same time. A big bowl of noodles was quickly gone.
"One more bowl."
Kong Xiuru came out of the bathroom very quickly. Seeing that Ling Yun had just finished his meal, she immediately scooped him another bowl and brought it over.
After finishing two bowls of fragrant noodles, Ling Yun was truly full. His weight had dropped to more than 160 kilograms. Due to the abundance of spiritual energy in his body, his appetite was less than a third of what it used to be.
"I'm full!" Ling Yun pushed his bowl and chopsticks to the side and praised sincerely, "Teacher's noodles are really delicious, it smells so good …"
Kong Xiuru was overjoyed. She passed a napkin to him so that he could wipe his mouth while she cleaned up the dishes.
"If you like it, come to my house when you're hungry. I'll cook for you …" Kong Xiuru said as she walked out of the kitchen.
Ling Yun chuckled. "Teacher, aren't you afraid of others making irresponsible remarks?"
Kong Xiuru's face turned red as she glared at Ling Yun. You've hugged me so many times. Even if it was fake in the past, it's real now. What's the use of being afraid?
The second class had been going on for five minutes. There were still forty minutes before the end of the class. Suddenly, the two of them had nothing to say. The room was strangely silent. A man and a woman stared at each other in silence.
After a long while.
"Ling Yun, I don't blame you for this. Actually, Mr. Liu has been courting me for four years. I've rejected him many times. Now that he has the opportunity, he's just taking revenge on me …"
Kong Xiuru suddenly said.
Ling Yun's mouth opened slightly. So there was such a layer to it.
"Teacher, as long as I'm here, I won't let anyone bully you. I will protect you and never let you come to any harm again …"
Ling Yun's deep gaze stared into Kong Xiuru's eyes. His voice was low and full of magnetism.
Kong Xiuru was shaken. An unprecedented feeling of happiness enveloped her, making it difficult for her to control herself.
A young and beautiful woman had come to a foreign city and worked hard for six years. There was no need to elaborate on the bitterness and hardships she had to go through.
Kong Xiuru was kind, intellectual, independent, and strong. She constantly strived to improve herself. Her teaching results were even more remarkable. However, she had a side that no one knew.
She was lonely. Her heart was filled with fear and depression. She was filled with a deep sense of inferiority. She was extremely insecure.
Therefore, the place she liked to go the most was her class. Facing dozens of her students, it was as if this was the only way she could temporarily forget this unspeakable pain when she was busy.
The feeling that Ling Yun gave her was very special. She could tell that Ling Yun didn't treat her as a teacher at all.
Ling Yun was very bold. He didn't hide anything. He completely ignored the rules and had no bottom line. This should have made her hate him. However, Kong Xiuru was falling step by step.
Ling Yun's tall and handsome face, his powerful strength and sturdy shoulders, his deep and seductive gaze, and that naughty smile, all of these made her heart flutter. She couldn't help but want to stop.
She knew that she was already making a mistake. Under such circumstances, she didn't reject Ling Yun. That in itself was a form of seduction.
She knew that she was playing with fire. However, this feeling was like taking drugs. She didn't reject Ling Yun when he put his arm around her shoulders in school. She couldn't reject him anymore.
Ling Yun's casual words made Kong Xiuru's heart palpitate!
"Ling Yun, can … can you …" Kong Xiuru's eyes suddenly became misty. "Can you … hug me …"
Ling Yun thought to himself. Why not? He was waiting for her to say that!
However, he didn't get up. Instead, he patted the sofa beside him and smiled, gesturing for Kong Xiuru to come over and sit down.
He wanted to see if Kong Xiuru would take the initiative to walk over. If she did, everything would be fine. If she didn't, did Ling Yun have legs?
Kong Xiuru's delicate body trembled violently as she forced herself to stand up. Step by step, she inched towards Ling Yun's side.
Yes, she was inching. That was because Kong Xiuru's rationality was warning her not to make a mistake!
However, her emotions were like a volcano that had been suppressed for a long time. They were ignited by Ling Yun's words. They gushed and burned violently, destroying the last bit of rationality she had left!
Kong Xiuru walked to Ling Yun's side. She instinctively paused and wanted to escape, but Ling Yun reached out and gently pulled her into his arms.
"Ah …"
Kong Xiuru only felt a "boom" in her brain. All the morals and rules in her mind were burned to ashes. A sense of guilt and a sense of security alternated in her mind. In a fight between immortals, no one could overpower the other.
When she regained her senses, she realized that Ling Yun's large hand was covering her shirt. No, no, her chest!
"Ah!" Kong Xiuru exclaimed!
"I'm sorry, I put it in the wrong place …" Ling Yun didn't want to be hit at that moment. Before Kong Xiuru could react, he had already retracted his left hand and placed it on the sofa.
"Oh my god, you, how can you be so bold!" Kong Xiuru exclaimed in shock. She was on the verge of tears.
Ling Yun didn't say a word as he enjoyed Kong Xiuru's shyness. He thought to himself that this form teacher of his had lived to be twenty-eight years old. Cao Shanshan and Zhang Ling were much bolder than her, but Kong Xiuru was too shy. She was even more shy than Lin Menghan last night.
"You, you bullied Teacher like this. How can I still be innocent? If … if people find out, how can Teacher face the world? "
Kong Xiuru said incoherently. The guilt in her heart was pounding non-stop. It was as if she could only feel better if she said it out loud.
However, she seemed to have forgotten that she was the one who asked Ling Yun to carry her. She was also the one who walked over. Ling Yun had only "misplaced" his hand.
"You, why aren't you saying anything?" Kong Xiuru became anxious when Ling Yun didn't respond.
She was actually looking for a way out of this embarrassing situation. If Ling Yun misunderstood her, wouldn't she regret it?
"I'm afraid you'll hit me …"
Ling Yun chuckled and said with his white teeth.
The dimple on his left cheek trembled slightly. Kong Xiuru was stunned. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for me at Qidian (). Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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