"Tang Feng, I'm angry." He Menglin panicked; this guy was simply unreasonable.
"I'm angry too. What kind of teacher are you? You wouldn't even pour me a glass of water, so I had to find something to drink myself." Having said that, he headed towards the water source.
"You, you bastard---" She omitted a lot, unable to say more.
Even though she was strong-willed, being rebutted by Tang Feng like that brought back that memorable feeling from last time, and oh, it felt good.
She wanted to resist, but the darn guy's paws were rhythmically placed on her melons; how could she handle it?
In no time, she went limp.
Her strong demeanor was thrown into the trash can.
Luckily, the guy wasn't too overboard; he let go of her soon, but she hadn't recovered and was still lying on him.
"Mr. He, it's time to get up, but if you want to lay here a bit longer, I don't mind."
Suddenly noticing a pair of eyes looking at her with an annoying grin, she pinched him hard in anger and hurriedly got up.
