"Lin Feng, you..."
Xu Minjing looked at Lin Feng, who was about to feed her noodles, and paused for a moment. Then she smiled and without hesitation, made a slurping sound as she bit down on the chopsticks and sucked the noodles into her mouth.
That night was very warm. Initially, Xu Minjing was somewhat reserved in front of Lin Feng, and Lin Feng was also a bit constrained by her identity as a class teacher. But as time went on, the two almost started competing with each other, sharing a bowl of egg noodles–you take a bite, I take a bite–using the same pair of chopsticks, feeding each other like a couple in the throes of passionate love...
By the time they finished the bowl of noodles, the relationship between Lin Feng and Xu Minjing had rapidly warmed up. The two of them laid there, one on the bed and the other on the air mattress, chatting back and forth.
"Lin Feng, in your eyes, what am I like as a teacher?"
"Well, Teacher Xu, if I tell you... will you hit me?"
