I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

If you can't even respond to the requests of the person you love, if you don't even dare to take this small step, how can you continue to move forward?

What else can I do? Just give in!

Another thing is the sense of transgression she feels from dyeing pure white things with other colors, which she finds irresistible...

"Rather than let others defile it, I'd rather it be mine..."

22. Teachers and students

Liu Mengxian felt very distressed.

Last night, after receiving a definite answer from Yan Ziming, she had already decided on her future strategy and put it into action today.

At the very least, she could no longer maintain her previous indifferent attitude.

Without taking initiative, there will be no substantial progress.

Unfortunately, the person she cared about was incredibly dull; she always had to coax him into making even the slightest move.

She'll only hold hands at most; anything more than that, she'll usually give up halfway through.

Sigh, there's nothing I can do; that's just the kind of personality the person I like has.

They're both regulars at partying every night, so why are they so reserved with her?

Liu Mengxian attributed this to the fact that the distance between them was not close enough, and also to her being too detached.

The sheen of this outer garment made Yan Zimo dare not approach, or rather, dare not desecrate, so he always maintained a proper distance.

So this morning she shed that aloof facade, no longer so unapproachable, but who knew...

As Liu Mengxian watched Yan Ziming flee in panic, a hint of resentment flickered in her eyes, which had been as calm as a still lake.

After Yan Ziming closed the door, Liu Mengxian couldn't help but sigh with worry.

"Did I not know my limits and scare her?"

"That was already tactful enough..."

If other people who know her were to see her like this, they would probably be shocked.

So, who is this cheongsam-clad beauty sitting on the sofa, possessing a beauty that would make even stars sway, with a faint sorrow on her face, seemingly troubled by love?

#Wadashideshi#

Feelings of self-reproach welled up in her heart, and Liu Mengxian suddenly felt that she should take back her request.

Just then, Yan Ziming walked out of Liu Mengxian's room with devilishly stiff steps and went back to his own room.

When she came out again, she had changed into a glamorous and tight-fitting gray office lady outfit, with her long legs in black stockings under the pencil skirt arousing the imagination.

This is what Yan Zimo thought—

Since I'm going to be a teacher, and teaching that kind of knowledge, I should at least be formal and not make a fool of myself in front of Xian'er.

So she dug out this office lady outfit that she had forgotten for so long, but...

[So tight... Damn, how many years ago did I buy this? My chest feels so tight...]

Yan Ziming cursed herself inwardly, thinking that her breasts, which were already big enough, were still developing and she was really worried that they might split open.

It's not like she can back down now. Xian'er is right in front of her, she has to take her down!

She forced herself to remain calm, sat down next to Liu Mengxian, opened the page with the bookmark, and was just about to begin explaining to Liu Mengxian when another pair of hands closed it.

"No need," Liu Mengxian said calmly, stating a fact she had already decided.

"Eh?"

"You should go ahead and get busy. I'll figure out the meaning of these words myself."

As she spoke, Liu Mengxian grasped Yan Ziming's slightly pale hand, its cool texture like fine jade. "I was inconsiderate before, neglecting your feelings..."

"This is my first time doing something like this, and there are so many things I don't understand, so..."

Liu Mengxian's eyelids were slightly closed, as if she were somewhat saddened, like a flower that could be crushed at any moment, which made Yan Ziming feel a pang of pity and sorrow.

"So... I will pay attention in the future—"

"No, no!"

Upon hearing these words, Yan Ziming excitedly grasped Liu Mengxian's hand and said:

"Xian'er, you haven't done anything to wrong me, it's just that I'm a little afraid to face it... I just haven't had the courage!"

"Can......"

"Shut up! Teacher Zimo's class has already started, so quiet down and listen carefully! If you daydream, you'll get a beating!"

Yan Ziming forcefully waved his hand, shoving back what Liu Mengxian was about to say.

At this point, Yan Ziming fully understood Liu Mengxian's wishes.

The other party has completely opened their heart to you, so there's no need for further suspicion. Now that you've figured out the direction, just bravely charge forward!

She took out the black-rimmed glasses she had just gotten from her room from her pocket, put them on, and even adjusted them, exuding an air of intellectual sophistication.

Even more outrageous, she used her special ability to conjure a blue-purple whip to enhance her authority.

But this scene... it looks like a combination of several special types of play...

If Ye Qianxue were here, she would probably chuckle and say something like, "Teacher, please trample on me!"

Seeing Yan Ziming's expression, Liu Mengxian smiled and gracefully gave her a slight bow, saying:

"Then please, sir, give your student some proper instruction."

Yan Ziming nodded in satisfaction. Although it was just a clumsy role-playing, the visual impact of the teacher-student relationship being reversed still satisfied a certain part of her heart.

"Hmm, tell me what parts you don't understand."

"The student doesn't quite understand why so many preparatory steps are needed when engaging in sexual intercourse?"

"Well!!!"

The question was so difficult and embarrassing right off the bat that Yan Ziming's serious expression started to falter.

Upon closer inspection, one could see that Xian'er's eyes were full of mockery, and there was a faint smile on her lips.

He was clearly teasing her.

Enraged, Yan Ziming slammed his pointer on the desk, pointed at Liu Mengxian, and said, "Sit up straight! What are you laughing at! Students should act like students!"

“The teacher’s advice is correct, and the student will correct it.”

Liu Mengxian's expression changed, becoming extremely dignified and proper, making Yan Ziming feel as if he had punched cotton, extremely uncomfortable.

The Liu Mengxian in front of me was completely different from the one just now. At first glance, she really looked like a good student in the eyes of countless teachers.

Only Yan Ziming knew her true colors.

What good student? She's clearly a bewitching enchantress!

She didn't mince words, explaining the reasons in a serious manner, her face growing redder and redder until her ears turned red, and a gentle, sweet aura was emanating from her.

"That's why there are so many steps required between women before they can consummate their marriage."

"The student understands..."

Liu Mengxian nodded slightly, then asked the next question, "So, what does this 'flower' mean?"

"puff--"

Yan Ziming nearly choked to death. Such words actually came out of Xian'er's mouth. She wondered if the world had gone mad!

"gentlemen?"

Liu Mengxian, however, insisted on putting on a serious face to laugh at her.

Yan Ziming's pride wouldn't allow him to back down, so he began to explain the meaning of the word to her.

"The meaning of this 'flower' is... well, it means..."

For a full forty minutes, the exact length of a class period, no more, no less, Yan Ziming announced 'get out of class dismissed.' Exhausted, she collapsed onto the sofa.

Heaven help it, there's a whole section of 'knowledge' that Yan Ziming has never even tried before, and asking her to explain it to Liu Mengxian in detail is practically asking her to die.

However, Liu Mengxian had no intention of letting her go. She put down her book, leaned forward, almost pressing down on Yan Ziming, and looked at the figure of the person beneath her in her beautiful eyes, saying:

"What you said was very good, but... if it's just expressed in written form, please forgive me, it's still difficult for me to understand..."

"...What do you want?"

As if guessing what would happen next, Yan Ziming felt a tremor in his soul.

Her answer was a lingering, cool, and tender scent imprinted on her lips, capable of igniting the flames of reason.

"No matter how eloquently you speak, nothing is more convincing than concrete actions..."

Liu Mengxian straightened her posture, gracefully bringing her legs together and placing her hands on her knees, adopting an attitude of accepting any form of instruction, and requested Yan Ziming's help:

"Today, I am that student, here to seek knowledge from you, sir. Please do not be stingy with your knowledge, sir... will you grant my request?"

23. A sucker