Li Jue, female, twenty-seven years old, graduated from the Xia Country Language and Literature Department of Qinghe University, Putonghua Level One Grade A, English TEM-8, teacher qualification certificate, International Chinese Language Teacher Certificate, ZHC…
An extremely outstanding résumé with almost no flaws to be found.
On top of that, there was a recommendation from a school board member.
Ren Yuanlao had no reason to refuse.
He was even a little curious.
With Li Jue’s conditions, finding a higher-paying job would have been easy.
Why had she come to be an ordinary teacher?
He recalled the instructions from a certain board member earlier and flipped through the information of the newly enrolled students this year.
He found the boy named Ying An.
In the guardian column was written Li Jue’s name.
No wonder…
People these days really go to great lengths when educating their children.
He shook his head helplessly.
Although there was nothing against the rules, most students nowadays were in their pure and ignorant adolescence.
Hiring such a beautiful female teacher… he wondered whether it would affect their studies.
***
“Xiao An, Sister is back.”
There was no voice answering her inside the house.
Only a series of short, messy sounds could be heard, like footsteps, or like someone rummaging through things.
“Xiao An?”
It seemed to be coming from her own room.
Li Jue curiously walked to the doorway of her room.
The door happened to open, and she bumped into Ying An who was just about to come out from inside.
She slightly bent down and stared at Ying An’s face.
“What were you doing in Sister’s room?”
“No… nothing.”
The boy’s gaze darted about, looking everywhere, not daring to look at her.
The words “guilty conscience” were practically written on his face.
His expression looked flustered and panicked.
He urgently tried to escape past Li Jue.
But before he could take more than a few steps, a long white fox tail wrapped around Ying An’s waist and lifted him up.
“Sister!”
“Does Xiao An think that after doing something bad he can just walk away?”
Li Jue used her tail to carry him into the room, casually closed the door, and reached out to touch the computer tower.
As expected, it was still warm.
“I didn’t do anything bad.”
“That will have to wait until Sister checks.”
She remembered she had forgotten to tidy the wardrobe before going out, so she deliberately opened the cabinet door.
Inside it was still as messy as before, dresses, skirts, pants, and stockings all piled together.
“Why is it so messy here? What was Xiao An rummaging for in Sister’s wardrobe?”
“It wasn’t me. Sister, put me down first.”
“If I put you down, what if you run away again?”
Li Jue controlled her tail to lift Ying An in front of her.
The boy’s hands and feet hung limply downward, his limbs not touching the ground, unable to reach anything.
He looked completely powerless to resist, gazing at her pitifully like a little dog being bullied by others.
“I won’t run… the wardrobe wasn’t messed up by me.”
“If it wasn’t you, then did a ghost come to the house?”
She turned her head and began neatly putting away the messy clothes one by one.
Soon she saw that deep black lace bra.
Li Jue picked it up and deliberately unfolded it to look. “This was even pulled out. Does Xiao An like this style?”
“I already said it wasn’t me. It wasn’t me!” The more Ying An spoke, the more urgent he became.
He did not know whether the flush on his face was from agitation or shyness.
His hands and feet paddled forcefully in the air, as if accusing Li Jue of slandering him.
But Li Jue paid no attention to his struggles.
“The one I’m wearing right now is also this style. Does Xiao An want to take a look?”
“I don’t want to look!”
Li Jue smiled ambiguously and turned back to continue tidying the clothes.
Every time she picked up her intimate clothing of various styles and colors, she would deliberately turn back and glance meaningfully at Ying An.
The boy always avoided her gaze, the blush on his cheeks growing deeper and deeper.
Only after the last piece of clothing was put away did she finally set Ying An down.
“Alright. Since Xiao An didn’t come to rummage through clothes, then what did you come into the room for?”
“I… I was just looking around.”
“Is there anything nice to look at in Sister’s room? Why didn’t I know? Is it… the computer that looks nice?”
Li Jue grabbed Ying An’s wrist, led him to sit down in front of the computer desk, and turned on the computer.
She saw Ying An becoming even more afraid to look at her and continued smiling as she asked, “Did Xiao An secretly play on Sister’s computer?”
“No, I didn’t play.”
“Then you secretly rummaged through Sister’s clothes?”
“I… I didn’t do anything. Sister, stop saying that about me.”
While weakly defending himself, Ying An’s feet were still unconsciously shifting outward, urgently wanting to escape.
But just as he retreated a short distance, the tail behind Li Jue directly lifted him up again and placed him on her lap.
His height was considered medium to short among his peers, and his figure was still a little thin.
Li Jue’s height of nearly one meter eighty was just right for Ying An to sit in her arms.
However, Ying An had also reached the age where various aspects were gradually maturing and he was beginning to understand the differences between men and women.
That soft, dense sensation pressing against his back inevitably made his mind become messy, gradually growing a little hot.
“Xiao An wants to escape so badly. I’m afraid there’s a ghost in your heart. Let Sister take a look at what the computer has recorded.”
Right in front of Ying An she opened the browser, entered the browsing history interface, and clicked on the newest webpage.
Immediately a large number of pictures of beautiful women in revealing clothing appeared on the screen, their poses charming and seductive, full of implication.
“It wasn’t me looking!” Ying An loudly defended himself, his tone very anxious.
In fact it was indeed as he said.
These pages had been deliberately put into the history by Li Jue before she went out.
He simply had not noticed the browsing times on the side.
“Then could it be that Sister was looking at them?”
Li Jue’s one hand was still tightly wrapping around Ying An’s waist, not letting him jump down and escape the room while she was not paying attention.
Her face was very, very close to Ying An’s.
The base of the boy’s ears was burning red.
She could even feel that slightly hot breath of his.
“Xiao An actually likes this style. How mature. These girls are all about the same age as Sister, right?”
“It wasn’t me! I… I just secretly played games for a while.” In his urgency, Ying An even spoke his real “crime” out loud.
“Then how do you explain these browsing records?”
As Li Jue spoke she clicked open several other webpages from earlier.
They were some comics and novels, all on the theme of mature women.
She deliberately stopped the page on one of the most indescribable scenes, then rested the mouse on a line of dialogue from the male lead in the text box.
“Xiao An, how do you read these two characters?”
“I don’t know. Don’t ask me anymore.”
“Don’t know? These aren’t even rare characters. Does Xiao An really not know?”
She grabbed Ying An’s chin and forced his gaze to fix on the screen.
“Then does Sister need to teach you?”
Ying An already did not know how to defend himself anymore.
He only felt his head becoming dizzy and muddled.
Aside from following along with Li Jue’s thoughts, he did not know what else he could do, like a puppet that could be manipulated at will.