“Nothing happened? Doesn’t that mean you’re denying that the two of you are in a relationship?” Yang Haoran scratched his head awkwardly and said with an embarrassed laugh, “Youxi, my mistake. You focus on your reading. I’ll see who dares to disturb you.”
Yang Haoran’s self-righteous act made Ji Youxi chuckle. You really have no shame!
She no longer had the mood to continue reading. She closed the book, put it back in the drawer, and then said, “The homeroom teacher will look for you today. Seize the opportunity. No matter what she proposes first, don’t agree to it. If possible, bring an extra dairy cow home for the family. I think Teacher Gu is quite good.”
Yang Haoran had already given up hope regarding the matter of their homeroom teacher, Gu Qingying. He had told Ji Youxi about it yesterday as an amusing story. Now, Ji Youxi’s words left him completely bewildered.
“Youxi, how do you know the teacher will look for me today?”
“Bring home a dairy cow. I think Teacher Gu is quite good.”
Yang Haoran had already given up hope regarding the matter of their homeroom teacher, Gu Qingying. He had told Ji Youxi about it yesterday as an amusing story. Now, Ji Youxi’s words left him completely bewildered.
“Youxi, how do you know the teacher will look for me today?”
“It’s highly likely to be today. If she can restrain herself, it might be delayed for a few days.” Ji Youxi’s stunning face remained calm and unruffled. Even though she was merely speculating, her tone inexplicably exuded confidence.
“Wait… are you saying that Teacher Gu’s actions yesterday weren’t spontaneous?” Yang Haoran came to a realization. Could it be that the back-and-forth between teacher and student yesterday was premeditated?
“Mm. Either she encountered some trouble, or the principal encountered some trouble.” Ji Youxi voiced her speculation. “It should be related to Teacher Gu’s father. It’s nothing more than the principal accepting bribes or someθΏθ§ζδ½ (violation of rules/improper conduct). So, she set her sights on you.”
“Wait… Youxi… The more I listen, the more confused I get?” Yang Haoran was utterly perplexed. “Didn’t Teacher Gu say she’s a lesbian, that the principal is pressuring her to marry, so she plans to nominally be my mistress and use me as a shield?”
“You believed her just because she said that? Ah, aren’t you silly?”
Ji Youxi looked at Yang Haoran as if he were an idiot and retorted, “She says she’s a lesbian, but have you seen her being excessively close with any women?”
Yang Haoran was speechless. Teacher Gu seemed to always keep to herself. The only exception was when she was occasionally seen with the art teacher, Ruan Hongbo, which led to campus rumors about the art teacher pursuing the “big dairy cow.”
“But if Teacher Gu really needs to ask my grandmother for help, and she says she’ll only be my nominal mistress, then why would I help her?”
Yang Haoran voiced the doubt in his heart.
“Does she know you well?”
Ji Youxi said, “She only sees you as an ordinary high school student. When the time comes, if she gives you a little taste of pleasure, you’ll be so infatuated with her that you won’t know which way is north. At that point, if she pretends to encounter trouble and asks for your help, you naturally would find it hard to refuse.”
“However, that’s only what she thinks.” Yang Haoran sorted out his thoughts. What Youxi said made sense. Teacher Gu’s charm was known throughout the school, and he himself was fond of her, but Teacher Gu didn’t truly understand him.
He was someone who didn’t release the eagle without seeing the rabbit (didn’t act without guaranteed benefit).
Seeing Yang Haoran deep in thought, Ji Youxi continued, “Regarding the ‘sweetness’ she offers you: if you had agreed yesterday, she would later find an opportunity to bring up her request naturally. But since you didn’t agree, her objective wasn’t achieved. She might let you have a taste of that sweetness in advance today. That’s why, initially, I said no matter what sweetness she proposes, don’t agree.”
“Youxi, what kind of ‘sweetness’ do you think Teacher Gu will offer me?” Yang Haoran was convinced by her reasoning. Youxi wasn’t just guessing wildly. He was just an ordinary high school student; aside from being somewhat handsome, where did he get the face to have Teacher Gu become his mistress, even if only nominally? Where there’s a request, there’s always an underlying motive.
“You think I know everything?” Ji Youxi gave him a sidelong glance. “These are all just guesses. Just treat it as listening to a story. When Teacher Gu really looks for you, you’ll step into that story.”
Yang Haoran suddenly felt a strange taste in his mouth, aιθ§ (illusion/misconception) of his intelligence being repeatedly crushed.
Recalling yesterday, Teacher Gu started by saying she would help him by suppressing the matter and not informing his parents.
Then, when they got to the Academic Affairs Office, Teacher Gu briefly asked about the situation and then seemed to stop paying much attention to that aspect. When he asked her about the rumors, from a normal teacher’s perspective, if a student asked about a teacher’s rumors, they’d be told to shut up at best. Yet, Teacher Gu started talking to him about it herself. This was clearly her privacy; it was obviously not right.
Then, naturally using privacy as a reason, she asked him to do her a favor. When he proved impervious to her suggestions (oil and salt wouldn’t penetrate), she retreated to a secondary position, proactively told him her privacy, and then, to avoid him having concerns, falsely claimed she was a lesbian, being pressured to marry, and needed a shield.
Her reasons for seeking him out were all logical and well-founded,η΄θ¨ (straightforwardly stating) that her father wouldι‘ΎεΏ (be apprehensive of/consider) his grandmother and definitely wouldn’t expel him. Everything seemed quite normal.
However, according to Ji Youxi’s analysis, looking at it from anζθ§ (observer’s) perspective, him suddenly encounteringζ‘θ±θΏ (luck in love/affairs), a beautiful teacher throwing herself at him, was a bit absurd. What qualified him? Nothing seemed right anywhere.
Thinking about it, Yang Haoran couldn’t help but curse inwardly. If what Youxi says is true, Teacher Gu is full of bad ideas, wanting to have her cake and eat it too (εε½εη« – lit.εζ³ε½ε©εεζ³η«ηε – want to be a whore and erect a chastity arch), both wanting something and trying to get a wolf with empty hands (η©Ίζε₯η½ηΌ – get something for nothing). She thinks she canζε (fob off/send away) me with just a little taste of sweetness, making me happily run to beg my grandmother? Leaving aside whether I can even do it, this is outright treating me like a bigε€η§ (sucker/fool)!
And she acted all nonchalant, almost deceiving pure, lotus-like me. Thankfully, I have a wise wife at home, sparing me from disaster.
Thinking about it, Yang Haoran couldn’t help but let his imagination run wild. Ji Youxi, seeing his foolishly happy expression, knew he was thinking with his lower body and reminded him, “You need to play it by ear. Don’t push Teacher Gu too hard, and don’t think about making her your sex slave right from the start. Take it slow. First, ask her what kind of trouble she’s actually encountered. If you can help, decide for yourself. If you can’t, then pretend you can. First, take all the advantages there are to be taken.”
Wow! Youxi, you’re not a good person either! Yang Haoran silently criticized. Looking at Ji Youxi’s exquisitely jade-like, stunningly beautiful face, he desperately wanted to hold her and give her a kiss. He reached out and touched Ji Youxi’s fair, tender, soft jade-like hand, asking with suggestive meaning, “Youxi, when will it be for the two of us? I’ve never seen aη½θ (white tiger/shaved pussy) before!”
Feeling Yang Haoran’sη½η (burning hot)δΎ΅η₯ (invasive) gaze scanning her face, her full, supple breasts, and under her skirt, Ji Youxi felt somewhat uncomfortable. Something seemed to be stirring within her body. Sheζ£θ± (broke free from) Yang Haoran’s hand and, acting as if nothing happened, turned her head to look out the window. “That depends on your performance.”
Yang Haoran’s heart felt increasingly itchy with desire, but he also knew thatεΏζ₯εδΈδΊηθ±θ (impatience won’t eat hot tofu – haste makes waste). Sooner or later, he would press Ji Youxi onto the bed and fuck her hard,η (see) if she could still maintain that aloof expression.
Master Sgirl, aka Ji Youxi, had once said that herη½θη©΄ (white tiger cave/shaved pussy), herθθ± (chrysanthemum/anus), and herε°ε΄ (small mouth) were all still virginal. If the two of them truly got together, she wouldn’t mind him taking them all.
Thinking about it, it made sense. Ji Youxi’s motherδΈη₯ι (didn’t know how many times) had been taught and had her chrysanthemum cave fucked by her (Ji Youxi) using toys. Probably, in her (Ji Youxi’s) view, this was also just a commonplace way of having sex.