Now that they've all been reborn, who wouldn't be living life to the fullest?

The campus at night has a unique charm; the streetlights are dim, the shadows of the trees sway, and occasionally students returning home late walk by laughing and joking.

Su Yifeng then strode leisurely towards the faculty and staff dormitory area.

Room 508, Building B, Faculty and Staff Dormitory

He Jingyun sat at her desk with her lesson plan spread out in front of her, but she couldn't concentrate on reading a single word.

She couldn't resist in the end and put on some light makeup. The foundation covered up some of the unease on her face, and the lipstick made her look a little healthier.

She was still wearing a teacher's uniform, which seemed to give her a sense of security that "I am a teacher".

Every time she heard footsteps in the hallway, she would jump up from her chair in surprise and listen intently.

Only when the footsteps faded into the distance did I dare to slowly exhale, followed by a deeper sense of regret and a trace of...empty expectation.

"I must be crazy..." She covered her face, feeling her cheeks burning.

Time ticked by, and just when she thought Su Yifeng might be joking and wouldn't really come—

"Knock knock knock".

A light knock sounded on the door.

He Jingyun froze, her blood seemingly freezing.

he came!

He stood up abruptly, the movement so sudden that the chair legs scraped against the floor with a screeching sound.

He Jingyun took several deep breaths, forcing herself to calm down, before walking with her slightly weak legs to the door.

Through the peephole, she saw the figure that unsettled her.

Su Yifeng was leaning lazily against the door frame, a half-smile playing on his lips.

With trembling hands, He Jingyun opened the door.

"Su... Su Yifeng, you... you really came?" Her voice trembled without her even realizing it.

Su Yifeng's gaze swept over her face and body, revealing undisguised admiration, and he smiled:

"How could I not come to the address the teacher sent? Besides, didn't we agree to 'have a good talk' about the class monitor selection?"

He deliberately emphasized the words "have a good chat," which made He Jingyun's ears burn.

She stepped aside to let him in, her movements somewhat flustered: "Come...come in."

Su Yifeng stepped into the room and casually closed the door.

A soft "click" sounded particularly clear in the quiet room, and He Jingyun's heart skipped a beat.

The dormitory rooms are single rooms with private bathrooms. They are not big, but they are clean and tidy, with a uniquely feminine warmth and a faint fragrance in the air.

"Teacher, are you wearing makeup?"

Su Yifeng looked down at her. "Did you put on makeup specifically to see me?"

"No...no!" He Jingyun denied instinctively, her eyes darting around. "I just...did it casually."

"Oh?" Su Yifeng chuckled, his fingers gently brushing against her flushed earlobe. "When a teacher lies, her ears turn especially red."

The warmth of his fingertips sent a shiver through her body, making her almost lose her balance.

That tingling sensation swept over me again, even more intensely than it had been in the office that afternoon.

"Let's...let's talk business."

He Jingyun tried to regain some control, taking a step back and leaning against the desk, her fingers curling nervously. "About the class monitor..."

"The class monitor position isn't urgent."

Su Yifeng moved closer again, placing his hands on the desk on either side of her body, trapping her between himself and the desk, and looking down at her shy and timid face.

"I think the teacher seems a little nervous right now? We need to relax for a bit."

Su Yifeng's aura completely enveloped her.

He Jingyun's mind went blank, and her heart raced.

She instinctively closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling violently with tension.

Su Yifeng looked at her with an air of complete submissiveness, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

"Teacher, are you hot? Why is your body so hot?"

Su Yifeng's voice was deep and slightly provocative, his breath hot against her face.

The counselor has a cool and aloof demeanor in front of other students.

He Jingyun gently bit her lower lip to prevent herself from making an embarrassing sound.

Su Yifeng asked her why she didn't speak. He said it was okay if she didn't speak, as long as she could sing.

And he could ask about other things, like her lips.

"Ugh—!"

I wonder if this was a perk deliberately given to Su Yifeng.

She was still wearing the standard female teacher's uniform from those adult films. The uniform was stretched a bit tight, making her voluptuous figure particularly noticeable.

He Jingyun has an exceptionally high waist-to-hip ratio, with particularly prominent lines between her hips and thighs.

But somehow, several buttons on her white silk shirt came undone, slipping off her shoulders to reveal her alluring, snow-white collarbone.

Furthermore... the review process only allows for discussion, leaving the source unknown.

When He Jingyun realized it, she hurriedly reached out and pressed Su Yifeng down.

"I...I haven't washed yet..."

"I've had a very busy day, and I'm only just getting back to school now."

"what?"

"I haven't washed either, let's go together..."

"Hey! Put me down! Su Yifeng! No..."

“Pah!”

"Teacher, you don't want anyone to hear you, do you?"

……

……

Whoosh! La la la...

Inside the bathroom, the sound of running water echoed continuously.

This is about the size of a single bathroom in a school dormitory; you can't even fully stretch out your arms.

It's fine for one person, but it feels crowded for two.

Su Yifeng felt that a smaller space also had its advantages, such as a greater sense of security, and having nowhere to escape allowed for better securing of things.

A hazy mist had settled over the half-length mirror, which was neither too big nor too small, making only a blurry outline visible.

He Jingyun could no longer suppress her emotions. She turned the water flow to its maximum, hoping to cover up her embarrassment.

Their breaths mingled, and moisture spread through the cramped space, making the air both humid and sticky.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but when she recalled it later, He Jingyun only remembered that she cried again and cleaned the entire room.

……