You're my wife, don't doubt it!

She didn't dislike him at all, and would even occasionally look back to see if Xiao Yao had lost her.

Before I knew it, I had arrived at a seaside. The sand was white, like a salt flat.

She had long hair that reached her waist, wore a snow-white dress, and walked barefoot without socks in the white sand, one step at a time.

Yu Luying looked back and saw Xiao Yao still pushing his bicycle, struggling to move forward through the white sand.

Suddenly, the tide came in.

The tide rose fiercely, instantly engulfing her waist, but the seawater was warm.

She tried to escape, but fell into the warm seawater and couldn't move.

She turned around to call for help from Xiao Yao, but no sound came out of her voice, and Xiao Yao had already disappeared.

Then she finally realized that she was dreaming, and in her hazy childhood memories, having such a dream meant bedwetting.

Yu Luying's consciousness quickly returned to reality.

Thankfully, there was no bedwetting—which, of course, is to be expected.

She felt extremely thirsty and needed to urinate. She also felt hot all over, as if she had a high fever.

Is that all the kidneys you're going to eat?

The night sky was already beginning to brighten. He was holding a snoring girl in his arms, his right leg passing between her thighs, while his left leg was pressed against her body.

He was fully armed, but the girl's upper body was completely bare, as if she wasn't wearing anything at all.

Yu Luying felt that the girl in her arms was also very hot to the touch.

She thought for another ten seconds before realizing where she was and who she was holding in her arms.

And who is the person tossing and turning on the small bed next to the bay window?

She heard the sound of the spring mattress, a sound that reminded her of the noises her parents made during her childhood.

So he finally couldn't take it anymore, could he? Yu Luying wondered, "Here?"

Then, someone rolled off the spring bed, and Yu Luying's heart clenched.

Thankfully, the footsteps went to the restroom, and a moment later they came out, followed by the sound of drinking water.

I'm grateful to him for doing these things so I don't have to leave this warm bed—after all, the air conditioning is really cold.

However, after drinking the water, the footsteps did not obediently return to the spring mattress, but stopped nearby and then fell silent.

What is he trying to do? Has he lost his mind? Yu Luying wondered, then remained motionless.

If a fight broke out, Shen Jie knew karate, and her physical abilities were absolutely equal to Xiao Yao's. However, Shen Jie wasn't wearing any clothes…

Xiao Yao leaned over and wiped Shen Jie's forehead.

Okay, now that you've finished caressing your wife, you can go back to bed, right? Why are you coming all the way here again? Don't come any closer!

Yu Luying squinted, keeping an eye on the figure standing by the bedside, wondering whether she should "officially wake up" now.

Before she could even think it through, Xiao Yao had already reached out his hand to her.

The target is one's own chest.

Yu Luying was startled and suddenly opened her eyes, staring intently at him.

She didn't want to scream or slap him because she didn't want to disturb her female companion—in this situation, if things escalated, it would be incredibly awkward for all three of them, and the situation would be extremely difficult to resolve. Yu Luying couldn't imagine how embarrassing it would be for the three of them, or how difficult it would be to handle the situation.

Therefore, she simply stared intently at him.

Xiao Yao was stunned. After a second or two, he quickly pulled his arm back, took two steps back, and waved his hands repeatedly.

“I’m not…” Xiao Yao said in a breathy voice that seemed to pass through his vocal cords.

"Get out," Yu Luying mouthed, then glanced at Xiao Yao's folding bed.

The boy hurriedly returned to his own bed.

When Yu Luying saw him go back, she pushed away Shen Jie's arm that was pressing against her chest, pulled her legs out, and turned around to lie on her side with her back to Shen Jie.

After being so frightened, Yu Luying could no longer fall asleep.

She turned back and stared at Xiao Yao with wide eyes, even though he didn't make any further moves.

As dawn broke and the sky began to lighten, Yu Luying longed to go home.

--split line--

Xiao Yao was woken up by Shen Jie at just 9 a.m.

"Why are you up so early... I'm going to sleep a little longer." Xiao Yao covered his face with the blanket.

“Yu Luying is in a hurry to go back, and we also need to go back early to prepare for the birthday party tonight, have you forgotten?” Shen Jie lifted the cloth off his face.

"Then let her go back first. We can leave at noon," Xiao Yao thought.

"Hurry up, Brother Bo's car is almost here. Do you want to take another taxi for half a day, or make me squeeze onto the bus?" Shen Jie said impatiently.

Xiao Yao dressed, washed up, and tidied his belongings in a daze.

He yawned repeatedly, unfastened the security chain hanging behind the door, and stepped out of the room.

The elevator doors at the end of the corridor opened with a "ding," and a thin, middle-aged man in a suit and tie, dragging a suitcase, led a well-off woman out of the elevator.

Xiao Yao didn't pay much attention to the two people, but he noticed the width of the corridor, so he leaned against the wall and politely gave way.

Shen Jie followed Xiao Yao's side, and like a wife, leaned against the wall.

As the middle-aged man passed by Xiao Yao, he slowed his pace slightly, turned his head, looked at Xiao Yao, and nodded politely in thanks.

Xiao Yao glanced at him naturally, indicating that he wouldn't stand on ceremony.

However, the moment the two men locked eyes, Xiao Yao suddenly felt his heart stop beating, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

The middle-aged man's expression as he looked at Xiao Yao was initially a peaceful smile, but it instantly turned into surprise. Then, it shifted to a hint of proud joy, as if he wanted to say something. However, upon noticing Shen Jie beside Xiao Yao, his expression changed again to one of slight jealousy and surprise, and his thin lips, which had been slightly parted, closed into a thin line.

Finally, when he saw the person walking out of the door next to Xiao Yao and turned his gaze back to Xiao Yao, his eyes had already completed the transformation from shock to disappointment, and then to rage.

Emerging from the door Xiao Yao had just stepped out of was Yu Luying, carrying a small shoulder bag and preparing to go home.

The middle-aged man who had just passed by was none other than Song Haijian, Xiao Yao's new homeroom teacher, Teacher Song.

Chapter 111 The Unwelcome Guest

2023-02-16

I got caught by my homeroom teacher spending the night with two girls in a hotel!? ...

When Xiao Yao recognized the middle-aged man as his homeroom teacher, Song Haijian, it was as if a nuclear warning had gone off in his mind. His first subconscious reaction was: I'm already dead, I absolutely cannot let my homeroom teacher see Yu Luying again.

So he immediately bypassed Shen Jie to block the door, but the door opened inwards, and his self-rescue plan failed. Yu Luying still ran into the homeroom teacher without any precautions.

Nuclear bomb explosion.

At this point, Xiao Yao had completely lost the ability to think like an intelligent being, leaving only the instinct of a beast facing its natural enemy: to be gentle.

He grabbed Yu Luying's hand and started running.

Ignoring Yu Luying's surprise, he ran down four flights of stairs.

Ignoring Shen Jie's calls, he ran out of the hotel lobby.

It seems that as long as you keep running, you can escape the clutches of misfortune.

"You have disappointed me greatly, students!"

"You think you can run away? You can't hide! You're finished, I'm telling you, you're going to get expelled!"

The homeroom teacher, Song Haijian, shouted breathlessly, sometimes near, sometimes far, like a shadow following him.

He felt that his homeroom teacher was right behind him, about to bite his butt, and he had to keep running with all his might.

“Saint Francis, only one of us can stay! And Yu Luying, you too—” As Xiao Yao ran onto the main road, he ran faster and faster, and the sound of the wind seemed to gradually drown out the homeroom teacher’s voice, but Xiao Yao did not dare to slow down his pace at all.

He still held onto Yu Luying's wrist tightly as they ran wildly down the asphalt road.

The street scenes on both sides rushed past, the wind whistled past my ears, and my mouth was filled with the taste of rust. Was it blood?

If I had been able to maintain this speed before, I wouldn't have had to retake the physical education exam multiple times.

He felt his left shoe fall off, but luckily it wasn't anything valuable. He didn't bother picking it up and just kept running, running, running.

He kicked something and fell forward, but he didn't let go of Yu Luying's hand in time.

In the instant he was thrown out, only one thought crossed Xiao Yao's mind—he absolutely could not let Yu Luying get hurt.

He didn't have time to think that his injury was the same for Yu Luying; he just instinctively did a mid-air turn, trying to use his body to form a cushion.

Yu Luying's legs were already weak, but Xiao Yao had been pulling her all the way. Now, with Xiao Yao's fall, she fell directly into Xiao Yao's arms, who was lying on the ground.

Xiao Yao fell very hard, and both of them lost consciousness immediately.

"Wow, young people these days are really uninhibited."

"Exactly. I've seen people hugging and kissing in the street, and I've heard of people lying down in the woods in the dark, but I've never seen anyone lying down and hugging and kissing in broad daylight."

"It was the woman who took the initiative, otherwise I would have called the police."

"Stop looking! Stop looking! What's so interesting?! It's so crowded we can hardly breathe!"