So all the wives were waiting for me to break up with them.

Ning Moxin glanced upstairs secretly and realized that her chance had come.

"Xiao You, would you like some water?" She picked up the kettle from the coffee table.

"Thank you for your trouble, Sister Mo." Zhou You pushed the glass towards Ning Moxin.

Ning Moxin filled a glass with tea, blew on it, and held it to Zhou You's lips, saying, "Take a sip and see if it's hot."

"Sister Mo, you don't need to do this. I'm not a child anymore." Zhou You's refusal was entirely subconscious.

He gave it a gentle push.

Ning Moxin's hand trembled slightly, and the full cup of tea spilled out, soaking his clothes.

"Oh dear! Let me wipe you clean, Xiaoyou."

She hurriedly placed the glass steadily on the coffee table, grabbed a few tissues, and took advantage of Zhou You's momentary lapse in attention.

She pinned him down.

222. Ningmoxin! Please know when to stop!

"Sister Mo, let me do it myself."

Zhou You stretched out his arms, not daring to touch Ning Moxin, who was almost completely pressing down on him. If he accidentally touched something he shouldn't, he would be held responsible.

Teacher Ning, the principal, has been so kind and caring to him; he shouldn't and can't have any disrespectful thoughts towards her.

Ning Moxin ignored Zhou You's words. She lowered her head, seemingly wiping Zhou You's clothes with a tissue, but in reality, she was slowly and aggressively pressing down on him, getting closer and closer to him.

Smelling the perfume scent that belonged to Yun Mingyue on Zhou You, she recalled Yun Mingyue's words earlier that Xiao You had pampered her for two hours.

A storm of emotions began to surge within me.

Why can Yun Mingyue freely show affection to Xiao You and her classmate Zhou, making him completely tainted with her scent?

And all she could do was watch silently? Endure and endure?

Mingming Xiaoyou's sister Mo, Zhou's teacher Ning, also really, really want him.

"Sister Mo, get up quickly, Sister Hua will be back soon." Zhou You couldn't help but gently remind her when he saw that Ning Moxin hadn't responded for a while.

"So what if Mingyue sees it?" Ning Moxin's voice was soft and gentle as she tried to unbutton his clothes with her delicate hands. "I want to too, I want to leave my scent on Xiaoyou too."

"Sweetie~~ Let me help you take off your clothes."

"Sister Mo, you're acting so strange right now..." Zhou You struggled cautiously to stop her from taking off her clothes.

"strangeness?"

Ning Moxin straightened up, pressing her hands against Zhou You's chest, and faced him directly. Her long, flowing hair, carrying a delicate fragrance, fell onto his face.

A dark glint lurked in her eyes. "Xiao You, do you think I'm strange?"

"I'm not saying you're weird, Sister Mo, it's just that you're holding me down like this and trying to take off my clothes, this behavior..." Zhou You tried to explain.

"I got your clothes wet, so is there a problem with me taking them off and wiping them off?"

"I..." Zhou You was speechless.

What Ning Moxin said doesn't seem to have any problem, but...

Zhou You looked at Ning Moxin, who was straddling him in a riding position, and had an unusually familiar feeling. She looked very much like Hua Jie, who wanted to push him back.

"Xiao You, don't move. Just leave it to me." Ning Moxin bent down, preparing to continue.

"No, no, no, Teacher Ning, we can't do this!" Zhou You raised his hand and pressed down on Ning Moxin's shoulder, but he didn't dare to use too much force for fear of hurting her.

“We can do this, I’m perfectly fine with it…” Ning Moxin had no intention of backing down, her eyes burning with a fire.

One exerted force downwards, the other upwards, and the two remained locked in a stalemate.

Just as Zhou You was thinking about how to coax Ning Moxin, who was throwing a tantrum, off him, Yun Mingyue's slightly disgruntled voice rang out from very close by.

"Ning Moxin, aren't you a little too thirsty? I've only been gone a few minutes and you've already pounced on my brother?"

"Hmm?" *2

Ning Moxin was fine, even a little excited. Wouldn't it be better for Yun Mingyue to see Xiao You pick up her scent?

Zhou You shuddered. If Yun Mingyue saw Ning Moxin pressing down on him like this, even if he later revealed that Ning Moxin was his fake girlfriend, Yun Mingyue probably wouldn't believe him so easily.

His thoughts drifted, and the force in his hand unconsciously weakened, while Ning Moxin tightened her grip even more.

One suddenly became weak, the other suddenly became strong, and given their face-to-face position, an accident naturally occurred.

*smack*

His lips were covered by another soft, warm lip. Zhou You's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at Ning Moxin's pretty face so close to his, his eyes filled with panic and confusion.

Did Teacher Ning kiss him? Did Teacher Ning lose her first kiss to him?

How will he face the principal who has always taken care of and cared for him?

Zhou You's mind was instantly filled with chaotic emotions, so much so that he forgot to push Ning Moxin away, letting her take what she wanted so eagerly.

Ning Moxin sealed his mouth with her lips, breathing in his breath, savoring his passion, and even couldn't resist wanting to extend her tongue.

Xiao You, my dear Zhou, Teacher Ning wants more, wants so much more...

"Ning Moxin! Please stop now."

Just as Ning Moxin was enjoying her sweet first kiss with her beloved Zhou, Yun Mingyue, standing beside her, coldly reminded Ning Moxin, this obviously unsatisfied slut, not to go too far.

How could they be so blatant in their own home, right in front of her? Did they not respect Yun Mingyue at all?

Upon hearing Yun Mingyue's icy voice, Zhou You instantly snapped out of his daze and hurriedly separated Ning Moxin from himself.

Looking at Ning Moxin, who was weak all over and had tears in her eyes, he felt an unprecedented sense of tension.

He stole Teacher Ning's first kiss. Even if it was just an accident, can Teacher Ning forgive him?

"Sister Mo, I..." Zhou You said a few words, then didn't know what else to say.

What can he say? Will he take responsibility?

He already has Yun Mingyue and Chen Tangtang, so how can he have the nerve to say such a thing when he makes Teacher Ning one of his harem members?

"Xiao You".

Ning Mo breathed a sigh of relief, satisfied, and wiped away the tears of excitement that welled up in her eyes. She whispered in her ear, "About us..."

She paused, carefully observed Zhou You's expression, and decided to give him some time to process it, lest he become overstimulated and start talking nonsense without thinking and instinctively rejecting her.

This also gives you some time to prepare.

Ning Moxin gave an expression that was neither warm nor cold, making it unclear whether she was angry or not.

"You have to stay with Yun Mingyue today, so I can't find an excuse to take you away. You should be free tomorrow, right? I happen to have something very important that I need your help with."

Although she felt she hadn't waited for the perfect moment, since she and he had unexpectedly kissed, she had to make a gesture; this was something that couldn't be left unsaid.

We have no choice but to take a gamble.

In any case, based on Zhou's conversation with her last night, he was already quite dependent on Teacher Ning, not to mention that he felt guilty for taking her first kiss.

Instead of hesitating, we should press our advantage.

"Of course...of course I'm free."

Zhou You nodded vigorously and made up his mind that no matter what Ning Moxin asked him to do tomorrow, he would do his best and would never let Teacher Ning down.

"Sister Mo, you can give me any instructions. As long as I can do it, no, even if it's difficult for me, I will do my best."

"Hearing you say that, Xiaoyou, I immediately felt much more at ease."

Looking at the determined and serious expression on Zhou You's face, Ning Moxin felt a ripple of joy spreading across her heart.

Zhou, Zhou, soon Teacher Ning will be able to snuggle in your arms openly and act cute towards you...

Hugs~~Kiss~~

223. A flawless plan

After finishing her business with Zhou You, Ning Moxin sat down next to him with her usual gentle expression, looking no different from usual.

After Ning Moxin and Zhou You separated, Yun Mingyue's expression softened slightly, but considering that Ning Moxin had rushed to pounce on Zhou You just a few minutes after she left, she was still concerned.

She pondered for a moment, then, holding her notebook, plopped down on Zhou You's lap and pulled his hand up to rest on her slender waist.

"I want you to hold me, little brother, okay?"

"Huh? What did you say, Sister Hua?" Zhou You, who had just suppressed the jumbled thoughts in his mind, was a little confused.

"Honey~~ No way~~" Yun Mingyue can easily become soft and cute at home. She likes to give Zhou You the image of a versatile and enchanting woman.

I'm afraid he'll get tired of the aloof female CEO, so I'm trying to create something new for him.

Hearing President Yun's sweet, coquettish voice, and with Teacher Ning's implication that they could discuss things tomorrow, Zhou You could only temporarily put aside what had just happened, or rather, he didn't dare to dwell on it too much—Teacher Ning's soft, sweet lips, her breath as fragrant as orchids and musk…

Zhou, you absolutely must not have any strange thoughts about Teacher Ning.

She's your teacher! Your principal! Your caring and supportive sister, Sister Mo!

How can you be such a disrespectful and defiant student?!

He took another deep breath, suppressing the emotions that were about to surge within him, and gently pinched Yun Mingyue's waist, who was sitting on his lap, focusing his attention on her and trying not to recall what had just happened.

Zhou You glanced at the Apple laptop in Yun Mingyue's hand. "Sister Hua, you must be working, right?"

"uh-huh."

Yun Mingyue gave a sweet, coquettish hum, "Just a hug, please, honey!"

“…Alright.” Since Yun Mingyue was already like this, Zhou You certainly wouldn’t force her to get off his lap.

Zhou You wrapped his arms around Yun Mingyue's waist, his fingers resting on her soft, flat stomach.

Yun Mingyue shifted her position slightly, tapped her laptop a few times, opened several office software programs, and began to work diligently.

Ning Moxin was still savoring her first kiss, her eyes gradually becoming hazy. So this was what it felt like to be intimate with her sweetheart. No wonder Yun Mingyue enjoyed it so much; she had only kissed him, yet she felt like she was floating. If only she could go all the way with Zhou…

As she pondered, a blush rose on the beautiful woman's cheeks, like a lotus blooming in autumn water, possessing an indescribable and captivating charm.

The three of them were busy with their own things or lost in thought, and the only sounds in the living room were the clatter of typing and the occasional soft conversation. More than two hours passed like this, and before they knew it, it was almost eleven o'clock.