Wang Dahai followed behind, like a student who had done something wrong.
But as he watched her swaying figure stroll by, the fire that had just subsided within him couldn't help but flare up again.
He was also savoring the memory of just a moment ago.
Mrs. Bai's body was really soft.
Her lips were really sweet.
It was a pity, the time was too short, he didn't get to touch below.
Coming out of the hallway, the two left the apartment building and walked all the way to the parking lot before Mrs. Bai finally stopped.
There was nobody around at this time, only the streetlights of the neighborhood, but one couldn't see the two of them clearly without paying close attention.
"Do you know what you were just doing?"
Mrs. Bai's expression had become serious, and it was then that Wang Dahai remembered that she was a teacher. Her inherent authority as a teacher was on full display, bringing back Wang Dahai's memories of the fear of being dominated by a teacher during his school days.
