Her eyes were sparkling, shimmering with laughter barely contained within them, betraying her inner joy and embarrassment to anyone who glanced her way.
"Luo Yang, be serious. I don't have time for your nonsense."
She seemed annoyed, but her voice was so delicate that it was like a tickling feather to the ear.
"Class monitor, I can't concentrate on studying anymore," Luo Yang said earnestly.
Hong Jiaxin laughed, playfully waving her small fists and tapping Luo Yang's arm gently in a girlish temper, her rosy lips pursed in a mock pout as she glanced at him with amusement.
"Let's start learning now. Tell me, how many words have you remembered?"
"Just two, one starting with L and the other with Y. I've forgotten the rest."
"Which two?"
"How are they written, and how do you read them?"
Saying that, Luo Yang wrote the words "love you" in the blank space of his English textbook and handed it to Hong Jiaxin to read.
"You don't know how to read such simple words? Love you."
Just as she finished reading, seeing Luo Yang's mischievous grin, Hong Jiaxin suddenly realized she had been tricked, her pretty face turning even redder as she bit her lip and gazed at him with reproach.
"Dare to tease me? You need a lesson."
She rolled up her textbook as if to hit him, and when he quickly dodged a few meters away, she couldn't help but laugh.
"Come back here. Let me hit you three times, and I'll forgive you."
"Class monitor, you're tutoring me, and I'm just asking when I don't understand. Why are you angry?"
"It's because you're bullying me," she retorted.
"I really didn't know how to read it; that's why I asked you."
"Don't do it again. If you tease me one more time, I won't let you off so easily."
She flicked her bangs away from her forehead, opened the textbook, and looked at Luo Yang with a smile. Once he returned to his seat, she suddenly grabbed his arm and, still laughing, playfully gave it a few light pats before calming down.
Seeing her sweet smile, the brightness of her teeth against the red of her lips, and the joy in her eyes spill out bit by bit, Luo Yang felt a bit intoxicated.
The blush on her face still lingered, its charm could indeed seduce the soul; a slight smile made her lips curl with an innocent allure, and a single glance was more intoxicating than a sip of 52-proof liquor.
"Let's get serious, shall we? Otherwise, we'll be here until noon," she spoke in a tender voice, her eyelids coyly fluttering with each glance at Luo Yang, her lips curving into a smile that couldn't be suppressed, radiating from the corners of her mouth.
"Where should we start learning from?" Luo Yang also opened his English textbook.
Hong Jiaxin pondered.
"Class monitor, there's a phrase I'd like you to translate for me," Luo Yang said seriously.
"What phrase?"
"How do you say '愛老虎油' in English?"
Upon hearing this, Hong Jiaxin struggled to hold back her mirth, thinking to herself: "Okay, trying to take advantage of me again, huh? Well, I'm not that easy to fool."
With that thought, she stepped on Luo Yang's foot.
"Class monitor, why did you step on me?"
"Don't you understand? '愛老虎油' means to step on someone's foot. Remember that," she said.
As she spoke, she couldn't restrain her laughter any longer and chuckled merrily.
Luo Yang laughed as well.
It was at this moment that the sound of high heels clicked closer, and as the person wearing red high heels appeared, it turned out to be the homeroom teacher, Suyun. She wore a lotus-sleeve white blouse with ankle-length beige slacks, her blouse tucked into her pants, drawing a sensual S-curve down from her delicate neck without interruption. Her slender waist led to voluptuous curves that truly defied comparison.
However, Suyun looked tired and seemed to be lacking in energy.
"Hello, Teacher Su," Luo Hong greeted the homeroom teacher in unison.
"Hello," Suyun said softly as she walked in, "It's admirable that you both came to study even though it's raining this morning. Good luck."
"Teacher Su, do you have work today?" Luo Yang's gaze lingered on the two prominent peaks on Suyun's chest.
"No. I left my lecture notes in the office yesterday and came to get them today," she replied.
Meanwhile, she approached Luo Yang.
He caught a whiff of her subtle fragrance again, and now with two different scents entering his nose, Luo Yang took a deep breath, which instantly revitalized him.
With her height of 1.75 meters and her high heels, Suyun was just a bit taller than Luo Yang. Standing beside the desk, her hips were higher than the table surface.