The villain master doesn't want to fall in love with the cute heroine (Volume 1-7, Chapter 13)

After she said such words to Wu Liang, they could never return to the previous teacher-student relationship.

But from the perspective of a woman, she, an elderly aunt, is really envious of Tongtong...

Chapter 23: Confidence from Teachers

"I'm not drunk."

Ye Pingtong stretched out her small hand and tightly clenched Wu Liang's collar to prevent him from leaving, raised her pretty red face and approached Wu Liang, speaking in an orchid breath.

The sweet and fruity scent wafted onto Wu Liang's face with Ye Xingtong's pouring out, and his intoxicated eyes swirled like water waves in their sockets.

Wu Liang had to say something here today. She really wanted to know what Wu Liang thought of her.

I don't want to stay by the other party's side as a teacher anymore. After all, there is a limit to human patience, not to mention that she is about to be unable to bear it now.

There is no way to suppress the inner emotions as usual anymore, if I keep ignoring Wu Liang as before, if I continue to seal up all the true feelings deep in my heart as before.

Then she will break sooner or later, even the most precise and accurate machine in this world will get stuck sometimes, let alone a human being with a mortal body.

Originally, she had been admonishing her not to cross the line because of the teacher-student relationship, not to have improper feelings for her students.

Countless times, she buried the feelings she had with Wu Liang in the black box deep in her heart, so that it would no longer interfere with her daily life and ability to judge things.

But the black box in her heart is not a bottomless pit, it also has a storage limit, and now the emotions that are almost overflowing from her are no longer suppressed by the black box.

"Tell me what you really think about me, am I so unattractive that I can't even make you look at me more?"

Stimulated by the alcohol, Ye Zhitong, who was a little ashamed at first, also completely abandoned the identity of a teacher, and abandoned the image of a cold teacher in the college on weekdays.

All the emotions that had been suppressed deep in her heart for a long time broke out completely at this moment, and the shyness that had been borne in daily life was washed away by the overwhelming heat.

My brain is now a mess and it's hard to think, and my eyes have turned into circles of mosquito-repellent coils and I'm drunk.

"I am indeed your teacher, and my age is indeed five or six years older than yours, but no matter how I look at it, I am a beauty, right?"

"Or is it that there are so many beauties around you that my beauty can no longer catch your eyes?"

"Yes, that's right, whether it's the child Yaoshi, or Milentine and Susie, everyone around you is more beautiful than me, younger, and has the youth that only belongs to girls."

Ye Zhitong, who was unable to exert strength because of his body, felt his body go limp for a while, even standing up and sitting here became a problem.

Without giving Wu Liang a chance to speak, Ye Zhitong leaned towards Wu Liang's shoulder softly and gently as if embracing a lover, and wrapped his white and greasy arms around his neck.

Eyelids lowered, he murmured to himself with a voice as thin as a mosquito's moaning. Ye Zhitong, who had already started to drink, was as aggrieved as a puppy abandoned by its owner.

With her mind in a mess, she no longer knew what she was raving about, and now Ye Zhitong just wanted to lean on the side of the person she liked and tell him all her thoughts.

She wanted to tell Wu Liang how she viewed him and how she was attracted to him step by step.

She wanted to tell Wu Liang how she fell in love with him while preparing for the international comic exhibition, and how she regarded him as the hero who saved her after fulfilling her dream.

She wanted to tell Wu Liang how she suppressed her inner emotions during this period of time, and wanted to tell Wu Liang how she survived that lonely night with insomnia every day recently.

And she wanted to tell Wu Liang how much she wanted to hear a word of affirmation and acceptance from the other party when she came here today.

Not as a student, but as a man, she hoped that Wu Liang could face her feelings and respond.

"I also want to stay by your side like them...not as a teacher...but as a lover..."

The final sound was almost weaker than the moaning of mosquitoes, and the strong drowsiness kept falling into the depths of Ye Zhitong's mind like a giant hammer.

The heavy eyelids squeezed her last energy, and her consciousness was fading away, probably because she was unwilling to get Wu Liang's response.

At the last moment when the consciousness was about to disperse, Ye Yutong's hands wrapped around Wu Liang's neck suddenly exerted force, raised his small face, buried it on Wu Liang's neck, and bit down forcefully, bursts of fishy sweetness immediately filled his mouth .

"I can wait......"

Ye Zhitong, who finally couldn't stand the drowsiness, fell into a deep sleep after leaving these few words, and his whole body was limp like cotton candy, paralyzed in Wu Liang's arms and lost consciousness.

The effect of the spirits was manifested at this time, and the disheveled and fragrant Ye Tongtong was as cute as a kitten curled up in Wu Liang's arms.

The flesh-colored black silk legs twisted restlessly, and Ye Zhitong, who kicked her little feet, groaned a few times from time to time, probably complaining because of the uncomfortable posture.

"..."

Wu Liang quietly looked at Ye Hutong who had fallen asleep in his arms, and after an indeterminate period of silence, he slowly touched his neck.

A slight tingling sensation was coming from the neck, and there were still traces of Ye Xingtong's saliva and some tiny traces of blood on his hands.

"Isn't it too hard to speak, Mr. Ye...Ye Yitong..."

Wu Liang didn't show too much expression, but stretched out his hand to pull the coat on Ye Xingtong's body and smiled faintly.

Today's Ye Zhitong changed his previous appearance and asked him so actively and forcefully, without even giving him a chance to respond.

Instead, she said a lot on her own and then fell asleep heavily. Is this a trick of hers? She didn't even give him time to respond.

"How do I see you..."

Wu Liang picked up Ye Zhitong's delicate body and was about to go to the second floor, but after a little hesitation, Wu Liang moved out a hand and squeezed Ye Zhitong's tender face.

After poking her cheek and picking her eyelashes, Wu Liang let out a heavy breath after playing tricks on Ye Zhitong's small face for a few minutes.

What happened tonight has far exceeded his expectations, he never thought that Ye Zhitong would actually look at him in this way.

"Qijiu, you're not drunk, are you?"

Thinking of this, Wu Liang turned around and looked at Qi Jiu who was lying on the sofa with her back to him.

When he finished speaking, Qi Jiu, who had fainted from drunkenness before, sat up at some point.

Qi Jiu reopened a bottle of red wine and filled the goblet. With her back to Wu Liang, she raised the glass and shook her hand.

"Let's talk later."

Wu Liang smiled helplessly. Sure enough, this woman was pretending to be drunk before.

"Ah."

Qi Jiu took a sip of the red wine, and made an ok gesture with one hand, and responded with a soft and pleasant voice like a yellow warbler.

No.20 Four

The weight of Ye Zhitong, who fell asleep, was all on Wu Liang's body, but even so, he still felt that Ye Zhitong's body was very light.

It seemed that Ye Zhitong's figure was still quite predictable, but the weight in his arms made Wu Liang lower his head and look at Ye Zhitong more.

She was still asleep like a piglet, her slightly undulating chest could occasionally be seen through the placket of the lace underwear she was wearing.

"I really don't know if she is really asleep now or just pretending."

Feeling the tightness on his neck, Wu Liang stretched out his hand to embrace Ye Zhitong's willow waist and smiled helplessly.

He hugged his neck so tightly even though he was already fast asleep, he wondered if he would be able to remove Ye Zhitong from him in a while.

After falling asleep, the woman hugged him tightly like an octopus and refused to let go. The way she clung to his chest was a bit like a kitten.

And this kind of defenseless sleeping face also makes people feel itchy, after all, he is still a healthy adult male in body and mind.

In the face of Ye Lutong, this is equivalent to a little safflower drunk, and the appearance of the little girl Ren Juncai is a bit too attractive.

"I really don't know what she will look like when she wakes up tomorrow morning."

"If I can remember everything that happened tonight, if I can remember what she just said to me... then something very interesting will happen..."

Wu Liang stretched out his hand to brush away the broken hair hanging in front of Ye Yutong's eyes, and smiled helplessly at her pretty face dyed reddish in deep sleep.

Teacher Ye is a very reserved woman, she is not as enthusiastic and open as Qijiu and Milentin, and she is not even as brave as that child in terms of feelings.

She is not good at words and very reserved, she likes to bury all misleading things deep in her heart without telling anyone.

Especially her own emotional problems. When she finds that her feelings cannot be conveyed to the other party and cannot express her sincerity, she will choose to escape.

No matter what kind of external factors he encounters, once Ye Zhitong thinks that this is an insurmountable gully, this is an insurmountable dilemma.

She will protect herself with a closed cage, seal her emotions in Pandora's Box, and hide her petite body in a corner like a cat.

Ye Zhitong is a typical kind of person who would rather let herself suffer than confide her troubles to others.

Because she is afraid of causing trouble to others, and even more afraid of bad consequences if her secret is known by others, she chooses to bury the secret deep in her heart and bear it alone.

"As you said, there is a limit to human endurance."

Wu Liang carried Ye Zhitong to the second floor, talking to himself, the reason why Ye Zhitong acted so impulsively today was not just because of being drunk.

It's because the feelings that have been suppressed in her heart are constantly increasing and fermenting, so that her current feelings have overflowed too much and cannot be restrained.

That's why Ye Zhitong just now became so strange, so excited, so strange that he even felt like a different person for a moment.

But he had to admit that the Ye Huotong just now moved his heart somewhat, because Ye Huotong at that time was the most real her.

"I said how long have you two been eavesdropping and watching here."

Holding Ye Yitong and walking up the last step, Wu Liang looked at Milentin and Yao Shi who were wearing classic black and white European-style maid dresses and standing here respectfully waiting for him, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

He thought it was strange that Yaoshi and Milentine left the hall suddenly, so it was because these two people had been eavesdropping here all the time.

"It's been about two hours since we left the hall?"

Melentine rubbed his chin and glanced at the ancient clock behind him, ah, thinking about it, so much time has passed.

Could it be because the interaction between Young Master and Teacher Ye is too interesting?That's why she didn't notice how much time had passed.

"Young master, Mrs. Ye will be taken care of by me and Milentine. Don't you have something to say to Miss Qijiu?"

Yaoshi stretched out her small hands to pinch the sides of the long skirt, took a step back with her right foot and raised the skirt to salute, Yubai's calf slipped away under the skirt.

Yao Shi stretched her long legs and walked softly to Wu Liang's side, looking at Ye Zhitong, who was sleeping soundly in his arms, her black jewel-like pupils seemed to be shining like stars.

Teacher Ye, I didn't expect you to have such a strong love for the young master. I'm really sorry. It seems that I underestimated you a little bit before.

You and the young master are five or six years apart in age, and you are still the young master's teacher. I thought nothing would happen between you and the young master.

Even if I have a relationship above that of a teacher and a student, I only regard you as friends, and I don't think about it as a lover.

But what I didn't expect is that your love for the young master is no less than any of us. It stands to reason that you should have the same right to be by the young master's side as I do.

And as the young master's personal maid, I should have discovered this early on and guided you step by step to get along with the young master.

It's my relapse that I'm really, really sorry for making you feel so miserable right now.