Chapter 68

Fu Xiaoyu dozed off in a daze. When she woke up, she saw Wang Tian's right hand covering her.

"Ah!" She screamed, her voice piercing the quiet night sky, the high decibels enough to pierce human eardrums.

"Let go... I'm your teacher..." she said weakly, grabbing Wang Tian's wrist, trying to pull away his hand, but his hand clung to her like a crab's pincers, the more she struggled, the tighter it clamped.

She quickly stopped, afraid that if she continued, he would crush her.

Fortunately, when she let go, his hand slowly released her. Fu Xiaoyu was almost in tears, thinking if her students saw this, how could she face them in the future?

After more than an hour, Wang Tian slowly woke up.

Upon waking, he found himself leaning against the warm chest of his beautiful teacher. Lifting his head, he saw Fu Xiaoyu staring at him, looking embarrassed.

He quickly withdrew his hand. Recalling how he had secretly watched her before, and how she had asked, "Is it nice to look at?" he wondered if she would ask about the feel this time.

"How does it feel?" the beautiful teacher asked softly.

"Pretty good..."

"I'm going to kill you!" Fu Xiaoyu was furious. She grabbed Wang Tian's collar and shook him, "I'm your teacher! I didn't say anything about you peeking at me last time, but now you're touching my chest! You big, pervert..."

"Sorry, I didn't mean to..." Wang Tian weakly defended himself.

"Weren't you deliberately holding a mirror in class to peek? And when I tried to pull your hand away, the more I pulled, the tighter you held on. Wasn't that deliberate too?" Fu Xiaoyu shouted.

The mirror was Xiao Yong's, and he had been in a daze earlier... Wang Tian wanted to say this but didn't, as he had benefited both times.

"If you're not satisfied, I'll take responsibility for it," Wang Tian said.

"How can you take responsibility? You're still a student!" It was absurd! But Fu Xiaoyu finally let go of his collar.

"If you're not satisfied, be my girlfriend. Didn't Xiaolongnü become Yang Guo's teacher?" Wang Tian said casually.

Yang Guo, Xiaolongnü? Fu Xiaoyu's heart stirred.

"You're not allowed to tell anyone about this, understand? And you haven't come to class for a week. Come to school tomorrow, or else, hmm!" the beautiful teacher threatened.

"Teacher Fu, I'm a police officer now, and I still have a lot of important things to do," Wang Tian said helplessly.

"When did you become a police officer? Do you think I'm that easy to fool?" Fu Xiaoyu said.

"If you don't believe me, look for yourself," Wang Tian handed her his police ID.

Fu Xiaoyu took it and saw the green cover with the prominent words "Police ID." The craftsmanship was clearly not something fake. The first page inside had Wang Tian's one-inch photo in his police uniform, looking very sunny, with a steel stamp on it. Given her family's background and extensive knowledge, Fu Xiaoyu knew the ID was genuine.

But when did this student become a police officer? She couldn't figure it out no matter how hard she tried.

Suddenly, she thought that if Wang Tian wasn't her student but a real police officer, he would make a great boyfriend. She glanced at Wang Tian, his incredibly handsome face, and imagined how attractive he would look in a police uniform. She rarely looked at her students this way before, but now, upon closer inspection, she found him mysteriously charming, his eyes like an endless abyss, making her feel helpless, her cheeks suddenly flushing.

Wang Tian's current profession was a冥使 (Mediator of the Underworld), and his innate skill, "Elegance of the Underworld God," increased his charm by 100 points. Not just Fu Xiaoyu, but any beautiful woman would be deeply attracted to him. Of course, even unattractive women would be attracted, but they would feel inferior and lack the courage to approach him.

Seeing Fu Xiaoyu's flushed face, Wang Tian's heart raced. Could she really have feelings for him?

That time she called him to her dormitory...

Wang Tian turned to look at her, and Fu Xiaoyu quickly avoided his gaze.

He reached out and grabbed her small hand. Fu Xiaoyu struggled a bit but gave up when she couldn't break free. Wang Tian was overjoyed, sat next to her, leaned in, and kissed her on the lips.

Wang Tian was no longer a novice. After his intimate night with Mo Xueyan, he had become a true man.

Perhaps it was the night that made women more emotional, or perhaps she had developed special feelings for her student after being watched by him, or maybe it was Wang Tian's aura that made her not want to resist... In the quiet night, with only the two of them, she felt safe. So Fu Xiaoyu did not resist.

He is Officer Wang, not my student, Fu Xiaoyu told herself.