Going home for Chinese New Year, I squeezed onto a bus with three energetic young women.

Bai Li swallowed hard.

This look makes her really resemble a little teacher.

However, he wasn't a math teacher, but rather Xing Qimeng's teacher.

"What are you daydreaming about, Brother Bai Li? Come in and change your shoes."

Li Mengmeng urged him softly, obediently turning her body to welcome Bai Li into the entrance hall.

As the door closed, Li Mengmeng, showing none of the spoiled airs of a wealthy heiress, squatted down in front of the shoe cabinet.

This half-kneeling, half-squatting posture brought the pulling force on the chiffon blouse to its peak.

She tilted her fair and delicate baby face up, holding a pair of brand-new men's slippers in her hand.

Li Mengmeng stretched out her small hands, which had never done any rough work, and placed them on Bai Li's leather shoes to untie the shoelaces.

Her movements were slow and extremely delicate, her fingertips occasionally brushing against Bai Li's ankles.

After taking off her leather shoes, she held up slippers and helped Bai Li put them on.

Throughout the entire process, her knees were pressed together in front of Bai Li.

The lace trim on her stockings swayed gently with her movements.

After changing her shoes, Li Mengmeng did not get up.

She remained in a squatting position, holding the black pointer in both hands and placing it flat on her knees.

Her large, bright eyes curved into beautiful crescent moons as she looked up at Bai Li, her tone revealing an undisguised cunning.

"How is it?"

Li Mengmeng's voice is sickeningly sweet, and she handles the consonant sounds perfectly:

"Mengmeng, dressed in the teacher's clothes, personally changed Bai Li's shoes."

She tapped the edge of her pencil skirt lightly with the pointer in her hand, then leaned forward half an inch.

The unique succubus scent emanating from Bai Li drifted into her nostrils.

The biosignals that acted directly on the hypothalamus quickly flushed her cheeks and disrupted her breathing rhythm.

"This kind of thing makes teachers submit to you..."

Li Mengmeng deliberately dragged out the last syllable, her little tiger teeth biting her rosy lower lip:

"And how does it feel to be riding on the teacher's head in a little while?"

That little yellow girl is driving faster and faster.

Instead of stopping, she boldly blinked and continued to escalate the situation.

"Isn't it incredibly exciting?"

Bai Li looked down at her.

The 24-year-old legally married young woman in front of me comes from a family with assets exceeding 100 million yuan. She is a wealthy heiress whom countless young men cannot afford to associate with.

At this moment, however, he wears a pure and innocent face, speaks the wildest words with the most humble attitude.

He didn't intend to beat around the bush; he went straight to the point.

"You're so sexy."

Bai Li gave a straightforward evaluation.

These words made Li Mengmeng's ears turn bright red.

She pouted, her sly little face instantly transforming into a pitiful expression, her big eyes filling with tears, looking as pathetic as a bullied kitten.

"Does Bai Li like it?"

She asked back in a soft, sweet voice, tentatively reaching out her small hand to tug at the hem of Bai Li's trench coat and gently shaking it twice.

Bai Li bent down, stretched out his long arm, and passed it directly through her knees and back.

"ah!"

Li Mengmeng let out a soft cry as her feet levitated into the air.

Bai Li effortlessly lifted her up in his arms.

Li Mengmeng lost her sense of gravity and instinctively wrapped her arms around Bai Li's neck, still clutching the pointer in her hand, which swayed back and forth in mid-air.

Bai Li strode forward, carrying her through the entrance hall, and headed briskly towards the living room on the first floor.

"Of course I like it."

Bai Li glanced down at the rosy-cheeked little girl in his arms:

"I like scratching, especially someone like you who only scratches me."

Hearing these blunt words, Li Mengmeng buried her face in Bai Li's firm chest.

She greedily inhaled Bai Li's scent, feeling weak all over and a tingling sensation throughout her body.

Passing the solid wood screen, the high-ceilinged living room on the first floor comes into view.

Beneath a magnificent crystal chandelier, a large marble dining table is laden with steaming dishes.

Sweet and sour pork ribs, steamed grouper, boiled shrimp, and a bowl of golden-yellow chicken soup.

It looks delicious and smells wonderful.

This was clearly not takeout from a five-star hotel; there were still several side dishes piled up at the kitchen counter that hadn't been cleaned up yet.

The daughter of the dignified Yunding Tiangong No. 2 clearly spent a long time in the kitchen preparing this meal.

Bai Li walked to the leather sofa and loosened his arms.

He threw Li Mengmeng into the large, soft sofa.

Bai Li took off her trench coat and casually draped it over the back of the single sofa.

"I just ate at the studio," Bai Li said, turning to look at her.

Li Mengmeng's elation vanished instantly, and her fingers unconsciously tightened around the pointer.

Bai Li pulled away and sat down on the other side of the sofa, crossing her long legs.

"But since Teacher Mengmeng personally prepared so many delicious dishes..."

Bai Li changed the subject, looking at her dejected expression:

"I feel like I could eat another cow."

Upon hearing this, her disappointment vanished, and a glimmer of light returned to Li Mengmeng's eyes.

She dropped the pointer and jumped off the sofa.

"You can eat the food later."

Li Mengmeng didn't even bother to put on shoes; her bare feet, clad in white stockings, were exposed.

"Brother Bai Li just came back from outside, have some water first."

After saying that, she ran towards the kitchen.

A short while later, the clear, crisp sound of glasses clinking softly came from the kitchen.

Li Mengmeng came out holding a cup of honey water in both hands.

"Come here, Brother Bai Li."

Li Mengmeng bent down and held the glass to Bai Li's lips.

"Drink some honey water to warm your stomach."

Li Mengmeng blinked her pure and innocent big eyes, looking at Bai Li expectantly.

The two were very close, and the girl's unique milky scent mixed with the sweetness of honey hit Bai Li's face directly.

Bai Li didn't reach out to take the cup, but instead took a sip from the way she held it.

The warm liquid glided down my throat, with just the right amount of sweetness and a delightful aroma.

"So sweet, Mengmeng." Bai Li smacked her lips and gave her evaluation:

"Where did you buy the honey?"

Li Mengmeng watched him swallow the honey water, a sweet smile appearing on her lips.

She carefully placed the glass on the coffee table in front of her.

After setting down the cup, she squeezed next to Bai Li and sat down, crossing her short legs, which were covered in white stockings, on the sofa cushion.

"Brother Bai Li, do you know?"

Li Mengmeng extended her short index finger and drew a small circle in the air:

"This honey is produced by bees."

Bai Li leaned back in the leather chair and turned his head to look at her.

"I know that," Bai Li continued the conversation casually, "Just like bird's nest, it's made from swallows' saliva."

Upon hearing this answer, Li Mengmeng's baby face revealed an extremely cunning and sly smile.

She shifted her body, pressing even closer, her shoulder almost touching Bai Li's arm.

"And do you still know?"

Li Mengmeng lowered her voice, her small, delicate tone carrying a hint of professionalism befitting a teacher.

"Ten grams of honey contains the saliva of at least a hundred worker bees."

Bai Li looked at her.

Why did that little yellow girl spend so much time setting things up and bringing up this obscure biological fact?

Li Mengmeng not only did not back down, but instead reached out and hugged Bai Li's left arm.

She leaned her whole body against him, pressing her softness against his arm.

She leaned close to Bai Li's ear, her warm breath brushing against Bai Li's neck.

"Brother Bai Li, the key point isn't how many there are, but the attributes of the worker bees."

Li Mengmeng's speech slowed down, and her voice became increasingly slurred.

"In this world, the queen bee is responsible for reproduction, while the drone is only responsible for mating. You should have read about this in books."

"And all the remaining worker bees are underdeveloped females."

Li Mengmeng raised her eyes, which were brimming with autumn water, and stared straight into Bai Li's peach blossom eyes.

"They spend their entire lives collecting nectar and never grow up."

"Simply put, they're like the bees of the world..." She paused, her little tiger teeth biting her lower lip again:

"Legal little loli".

She rested her chin on Bai Li's shoulder and slowly finished speaking in a voice so soft it could melt bones, a voice only Bai Li could hear.

So...

"This honey water is so sweet."

"It's because...it's full of little girl drool..."