Mu Tianyang picked up the test paper and scanned through it before flipping through his physics textbook. After studying a particular page for two minutes, he picked up a pen and began writing on a scrap of paper. Finishing his work, he tossed it to Wanqing and asked, "Is this correct?"
Wanqing stared at it blankly before nodding dumbfoundedly. "It seems right..." She glanced at him curiously and asked, "How did you... how do you know this?"
Mu Tianyang rolled his eyes at her. "I also went to high school!"
"Oh..."
"Why aren't you doing your work?" he prompted, planting a kiss on the back of her neck and softening his voice. "Finish this problem, and then we'll have dinner."
"Okay..." Wanqing grabbed the pen, feeling his hand around her slim waist and feeling a little uneasy. She bit her lip, contemplating asking him to let go but decided against it in time, sitting on his lap to continue solving the problem.
After finishing, Mu Tianyang took the pen from her hand and pressed his fiery lips to her neck.
"Mr. Mu..."
"Come take a shower with me first," he murmured, kissing her twice before scooping her up and carrying her into the bathroom...
Of course, his intentions went beyond a simple shower. As he undressed, his hands roamed over Wanqing's body. Naked, they lay in the bathtub together, Wanqing leaning against him and reaching out to touch him as he caressed her.
He didn't seem to object, so she grew bolder, moving from his chest to his abdomen and then lower... Normally, he would ask her to do this, to grasp his hardness. Today, however, she initiated it without his command.
Enjoying the sensation for a moment, Mu Tianyang asked in her ear, "So proactive after making a mistake?"
Wanqing withdrew her hand as if burned. "I didn't..."
"Hmm? You didn't?" He arched his back, his hardness brushing against her small hand again.
Wanqing flinched again and lowered her head. "I didn't make a mistake..."
"Then why do you look guilty?"
Wanqing bit her lip. She wasn't feeling guilty; she was scared. She muttered, "It's because of you..."
"What did I do?"
"You..." She couldn't finish. How dare she criticize him?
He took her hand and guided it between his legs. "Be more proactive, baby. Make me feel good, and I won't punish you..."
Wanqing's shoulders trembled slightly as she gripped him tightly and began to stroke him...
The next day, he transferred Wanqing to a new school. Most of her books were still at her old school, so he drove her to retrieve them. On the way, Wanqing worriedly asked, "What if my mom finds out?"
"Didn't you blame everything on your dad?" he glanced at her coldly.
Wanqing looked guiltily out the car window. At the end of it, she wondered why she felt guilty.
When they arrived at the school, it was just at the end of a class. Seeing her packing up her things, everyone came over to ask what was going on. She smiled and said, "My dad transferred me to another school."
"Transferred? Why?"
"Where to?"
"It's your senior year; did you transfer to a better school? Looks like you're aiming for Tsinghua or Peking University!"
She didn't explain, just packed her books, slung a backpack over her shoulder, and cradled a stack in her arms, smiling and saying, "Goodbye."
As she walked out of the classroom, the bell rang signaling the start of the next class. Within seconds, the corridors and staircases fell eerily silent, and then the entire campus was quiet.
Hugging her books, she slowly descended the stairs when she suddenly heard a voice behind her. "Ding Wanqing."
Recognizing Wei Linshu's voice, she hesitated for a moment before continuing without turning around. Seeing this, Wei Linshu hurried after her. "Let me walk you out!"