Chapter 617 Acting
Xia Feng subconsciously pressed Freya's willow-like waist, and raised his black pupils slightly: "Let's start."
Freya was stunned when she heard this and panicked for a moment: "Start, start what?!"
"Rehearse," Xia Feng advised earnestly from the perspective of a professional actor. "Before we officially start acting, we have to rehearse a few times to make sure everything is perfect."
"Oh, oh, you're talking about this." Freya patted Xia Feng's black hair in dissatisfaction, looked down at him with a stern face and scolded, "Stinky boy, speak more clearly next time, you made me, the teacher, misunderstand you!"
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Xia Feng discovered that this woman really treated him as a child.
"Honestly, Freya, you've already resigned from Weiyang. Strictly speaking, there's no need for me to call you teacher anymore."
"Have you ever heard of a teacher for a day, a mother for life?" Freya frowned, her face stern with displeasure. "You little brat, are you planning to betray your master?"
"Isn't it possible that I am the only student in your sect?"
"Um?!"
"Okay, okay." Seeing her so stubborn, Xia Feng gave up arguing with her. "Let's get back to the point, Teacher Fu, you can start practicing on me."
"Rehearsal, how do we rehearse?"
"Why, you're a teacher, and you still want me to teach you?"
".!" Freya pursed her lips. She really didn't know how to act. After all, she was an old aunt who had been single for so many years.
I have never experienced actual combat, so how would I know the specific movements and reaction details?
But even if you haven't eaten pork, you have seen pigs run.
She recalled the unspeakable video footage she had accidentally seen.
Soon she understood something, and with her beautiful wine-red eyes slightly raised, Freya raised her hand and tapped Xia Feng's eyebrows with her index finger. She said with a stern face, "Sit back a little, you little brat."
Xia Feng followed his instructions, moved back, and leaned his back on the sofa.
Then he felt Freya pressing down from above, a few lazy red strands fell on his cheeks, and Teacher Fu's round thighs also pressed on his thighs.
At the moment of compaction, Freya's body stiffened slightly, because she obviously felt that at this moment, Xia Feng had a very obvious change.
This brat really has no good intentions!
Freya sneered inwardly. She held his shoulders with both hands while trying to twist her slender waist back and forth gracefully. Her cold and beautiful face was serious and upright. Her rosy eyes looked down at Xia Feng quietly and said in a low voice: "Stinky boy, is this so?"
Xia Feng inexplicably felt that his body temperature was a little high. As he approached, Freya's beautiful little face looked down at him with a solemn expression, as if she was a serious teacher teaching her students.
Xia Feng pondered for a moment, and based on his limited knowledge, he earnestly offered a suggestion: "Teacher Fu, try making your movements a little wider, maybe it will be more effective."
".Is that so?" Freya lowered her slender eyelids slightly, and continued to lower her body to lie completely on Xia Feng.
Like a towering mountain collapsing into a plain,
Xia Feng felt inexplicably breathless. Teacher Fu's beautiful wine-red eyes narrowed slightly, and the graceful curves under her fishtail dress swayed like waves on the sea.
"How about this?" Teacher Fu stared at him seriously and asked again.
"Hmm," Xia Feng stared at the tempting red lips right in front of her. "Teacher, don't you know that when doing something like this, you have to make a sound? If you don't make a sound, how can your husband believe it?"
Freya frowned and patted the back of his head, unhappy: "Ye Lidongjun and I are not husband and wife yet."
"No, you should have gotten the certificate, right?"
"It's just a piece of paper, what can it say?" Teacher Fu said calmly, lowering her head and putting her red lips close to his ear. She pursed her lips and hummed softly, "Hmm~~~ Is that what you call me?"
Xia Feng felt a numbness in his ears and neck, and his pupils slightly dilated.
His big hand slid up Teacher Fu's legs, revealing her sexy round and white thighs between the slits of her red skirt.
Freya's heart tightened slightly, and she quickly reached out and held down the boy's dishonest hand.
But after holding it down for just one second, she inexplicably felt a loss of strength and let go.
She simply let the brat's hand slide into the back of the side slit of the red skirt.
Her slender waist stiffened instantly, and she pressed her red lips tightly against Xia Feng's earlobe, breathing rapidly as she hesitated and whispered, "Xiao Feng, we're just acting, is this necessary?"
Xia Feng froze for a moment, but only for a moment. He then grasped Teacher Fu firmly with his palm and explained calmly, "This is more realistic."
Freya pursed her red lips tightly, and an alluring blush quietly appeared on her cold and beautiful face.
She couldn't help but think of what she had promised classmate Mu, that she would control Xia Feng and not let him do anything wrong.
"Stinky boy, do you like Mu Qingtong?"
Freya's question made Xia Feng's shoulders tense up in shock, and his hands froze. He almost thought that Miss Mu had come because of this sudden question.
Seeing the student's frightened and panicked look, Freya frowned even more tightly, feeling an inexplicable emotion in her heart.
It seems that he really likes classmate Mu?
Freya clearly felt that after she asked this question, although it was not obvious, Xia Feng's movements and body did become a little stiff.
"To be honest, teacher, the truth is, it was Mu Qingtong who was completely obsessed with me. She even threatened me with the engagement and even tried to imprison me!" Xia Feng smiled faintly and said disdainfully, "I don't like this evil woman with an absurdly strong desire for control at all."
"Hmm?" Freya didn't expect this answer. So, was it just Mu being wishful thinking?
Although she didn't show it, in fact, she didn't like classmate Mu very much.
It was fine before in Weiyang College, but after meeting again last night, Freya always felt that Mu Qingtong looked at her with a kind of indifferent contempt, as if she were an ant.
The feeling was fleeting and seemed to be just an illusion.
But she really didn't like Mu Qingtong as a student.
"So classmate Mu is so excessive." Freya put her slender hands around Xia Feng's neck, twisted her waist slightly, and lowered her cool and beautiful face with wine-red hair in a high bun to Xia Feng's eyes. "Do you need the teacher to use some means to help you teach her a lesson?"
"Ah?" Xia Feng was stunned and smiled awkwardly, "That's not necessary, Miss Mu is not that excessive."
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They even want to imprison you, isn't that too much? Freya's eyes were strange. Could this brat have some special fetish?
Or
Has Mu Qingtong locked him up in a secret room and trained him?
Freya couldn't help but think of the scene where Xia Feng was being trampled under Mu Qingtong's feet and humiliated, with a silly grin and sticking out his tongue.
Very likely!
Mu Qingtong gave her the impression of being an evil female student who would do such a thing.
"Xia Feng, have you fallen in love with that feeling?" Freya asked in a low voice, looking down at him with her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed.
"Huh?" Xia Feng was a little confused. Feeling, what feeling? Teacher Fu, what are you imagining?
But before he could ask any more questions, Teacher Fu's rehearsed movements suddenly increased a little, and she bit his earlobe lightly with her pearly teeth.
(End of this chapter)
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