Her reaction was just like a cat eating; Ming'an's eyes were practically melting with tears. He patted her back with his other hand, "Drink slowly, don't rush."
She choked a little from drinking too quickly, and let go of his hand while coughing softly.
Ming'an hugged her and sighed, "I told you not to rush... Do you still want it?"
She stopped coughing and shook her head.
The wound on Ming'an's arm quickly disappeared. He raised his hand, wiping the red liquid on the corner of her lips with the pad of his index finger, and said with amusement, "Do you still want to sleep?"
"No, I don't want it anymore." She grabbed his hand and expertly put his bloodied index finger into her mouth.
Since being fed by him, she has developed a wonderful virtue: not to waste food.
Ming'an asked softly, "Do you want to get up, or lie down a little longer?"
She licked the blood off his fingers and said, squinting, "Lie down for a while."
"Okay, then I'll lie down for a while longer."
He opened his arms, and she leaned in instinctively, resting her head on his arm, wrapping her arms around his waist, and softly saying, "You have to go to work now."
No rush.
"So I skipped half of my classes again yesterday."
"With me here, you can still get your diploma no matter how many classes you skip." He practically exemplified the meaning of abusing power for personal gain.
She said "Oh," and then asked, "So, do you think it's strange that I never go back to the student dormitory?"
"At least no one has asked yet."
“What if someone asks?” She grabbed a strand of his long hair, as if she had caught some fun toy.
He casually replied, "Just say that Miss Xia disliked the small size of the student dormitory and moved to the teachers' dormitory."
Feng Guang thought about it carefully and thought it was a pretty good reason. She then asked in a cheerful voice, "This is the last week of the month, so can I go out and play?"
She also remembered that for students in Section A of Osiris School, there was only one holiday a month, and they only had one chance to leave the school and go home, which was the last weekend of each month.
Ming'an asked, "Where do you want to go?"
"Will you take me to town?" She tugged at his hair again. "I got a call from my parents last time. They went to Egypt for vacation this week. That way, we won't have to worry about running into them in town. Let's just pretend we're going on a date, okay?"
He really liked the word "date," so he had no reason to refuse. "Okay, I'll take you to town."
"Ming'an, you're so sweet!" She gave him a happy kiss, then asked cheerfully, "Should I wear that white chiffon dress that day, or that green floral dress...? Although I really want to wear that little red dress, I don't like sunshine. I wish it were a cloudy day, without the sun... then everything would go smoothly..."
She nestled in his arms and started babbling away, just like any other girl in love.
As Ming'an listened to her incessant chatter, he suddenly realized that even the birdsong outside the window didn't sound pleasant anymore; only the sounds coming from her little mouth were the most melodious and pleasing to the ear.
Soon, this town will descend into chaos.
Before things get messy, there's nothing wrong with taking her out for some fun, especially since she said it's a date just for the two of them.
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