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Chapter 92 Female Knight

There's a saying, isn't there? Which comes first, the future or an accident?

Without a doubt, the unexpected happened first.

The bright corridor lights shone on Reba. After a brief moment of panic, she seemed to suddenly make up her mind, her eyes instantly clearing. Under Su Liu's surprised gaze, she took a step forward without a word, pushed him hard in the chest, and then, using the momentum, nimbly slipped into the room.

"Dilraba, what are you doing?"

Su Liu stumbled as she was pushed, and when she looked up, she found that Reba had already taken off her heavy bathrobe.

At this moment, she was wearing a burgundy silk halter dress with extremely thin straps draped over her rounded shoulders.

The skirt was extremely short, barely covering the upper part of her thighs, and edged with a delicate band of black lace that draped over her long, slender legs.

Because there is no lining, the thin fabric drapes naturally along the curves of the waist and hips, outlining a graceful silhouette.

The silk satin material shimmered softly under the light, clinging to the still-warm body after a shower.

As Reba's chest rose and fell, the glossy fabric was pushed up in a tight curve. The light shone down from above, casting two extremely subtle yet clearly defined shadows on the top of the thin silk.

The air was instantly filled with the fresh scent of shower gel, mixed with warm steam.

"Hey, feed me." Su Liu stared at the rich, wine-red liquid in front of him, his voice a little dry. "What...what are you doing?"

Before she finished speaking, Dilraba rushed over, still covered in sweat.

She grabbed Su Liu by the collar, tilted her face up, and the two were so close that she could see her pupils slowly pulsating.

"Teacher Su, do you like me?"

In an instant, Su Liu's mind flashed through atoms, aliens, magic, distant galaxies, death, sex, intelligence, the meaning of life, radio waves rippled in the air, the boundaries of self-awareness, and forgotten dreams.

Everything ultimately shrinks into a tiny mobile phone.

"Dilraba, calm down!"

Su Liu suddenly woke up and subconsciously reached out, his palm gripping her smooth, slightly warm shoulders tightly. "I have something to do and need to go out for a bit. Hurry up and put your clothes on."

As he spoke, he reached for the bathrobe, but Reba not only didn't let go, she gripped him even tighter and pushed him step by step into the room.

Su Liu stumbled, her steps dragging heavily on the carpet as she retreated.

"Teacher Su!"

Dilraba seemed like a completely different person today. Her voice carried an almost domineering sense of grievance, "You're not allowed to go anywhere right now."

"What did you say?"

"You go first," Dilraba leaned closer, her voice tinged with urgency, "Do you like me?"

Su Liu took a deep breath, and the scent of body odor, a blend of shower gel fragrance and the warm steam from the bath, instantly filled her lungs.

He forced his wildly beating heart to calm down and said gently, "Reba, I can't like you today. Let's talk about it in a couple of days."

"No! What if it's two days later?" Dilraba stared intently at him with her big eyes. "Teacher Su, please stop running away!"

She took another step forward, and Su Liu stumbled, her heel unexpectedly tripping over the edge of the thick carpet. A feeling of weightlessness washed over her, and in an attempt to regain her balance, her hand, which had been loosely supporting her, instinctively tightened, pressing firmly against Dilraba's cool, smooth silk waist.

The wine-red silk crumpled in her palm, clinging tightly to her burning skin.

"Why am I running? Where did I run?" Su Liu managed to muster his strength.

"Then you'll stay here today." The light was mostly blocked by Dilraba's figure, and the water droplets from her still-damp hair slid down her fair collarbone and into the gap of her chest.

"Don't go anywhere!" she repeated, her voice low and unwavering.

Just then, Su Liu's phone vibrated again. The two were now pressed tightly together, and Dilraba also felt the vibration. The tingling sensation was like a tiny electric spark, climbing up the curves of their pressed chests and abdomens.

Her body visibly stiffened for a second.

"Teacher Su," she persisted, her tone tinged with a hint of defiance, "you're not allowed to look."

"Dilraba, stop fooling around. It's probably work!"

"Is it Sister Xiaotong?"

A cluster of extremely bright flames was dancing in Reba's pupils at that moment.

"What does this have to do with your sister Xiaotong?" Su Liu said, somewhat amused and exasperated, her voice sounding extremely weak.

I don't believe it.

Reba went even further, twisting her body suddenly. Su Liu's palm, following the silky fabric and through the thin, wine-red satin, firmly rested on the edge of her pert, round buttocks.

That amazing elasticity and heat burst forth instantly between his fingers.

Dilraba's figure seemed to have been paused, suddenly freezing in place.

"You...you...you spend all your time with Sister Xiaotong." Her voice trembled slightly. "Don't go today."

"Reba, listen to me..."

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"Listen to me first!"

The two had slowly retreated to the edge of the bed, and Reba, with a resolute determination, pressed herself down hard.

A strong, scalding heat instantly enveloped all of Su Liu's senses. His breath caught in his throat, and he lost his balance, falling backward.

At that moment, their centers of gravity completely overlapped.

Reba knelt on the edge of the bed, her hands bracing herself on either side of his body, casting a heavy shadow over him. Her head was lowered, her long, still damp hair falling down, the tips brushing against Su Liu's cheek, carrying a damp coolness.

Happy birthday, Teacher Su.

The phone vibrated again at that moment, but it was suppressed by Dilraba's unwavering gaze.

"Teacher Su..."

'

She called out softly, her once aggressive question now dissipating into a damp, soft nasal sound. Her bright eyes were now filled with misty water, becoming hazy.

Su Liu completely gave up resisting, and with a sudden burst of strength, pressed that hot, wine-red body hard into his arms.

Their vision went black, and their lips met in that instant without any gap.

The wine-red silk silently wrinkled and dented under Su Liu's fingertips, the air so thick it seemed as if water could drip down at any moment.

The logic that was once as solid as a rock crumbled into shreds at this moment, and only the sound of their intertwined breaths remained in the air. Perhaps it was because the air conditioning was set too high, making Reba's face flushed red.

Just as Su Liu was about to turn over and regain control, Reba's hands, which had been limp in his arms, suddenly burst forth with astonishing strength.

She pressed down hard on Su Liu's shoulders, as if trying to nail him to the soft mattress.

Immediately afterward, using the momentum, she twisted her waist and straddled Su Liu without any room for doubt.

"Teacher Su." She lowered her head slightly, her moist lips almost touching the tip of his nose, with a hint of triumphant arrogance, "Today, I'm in charge."