Just then, Ming'an's phone rang. He knew what it was about as soon as he saw the caller ID: "Xia Fengguang is with me."
The homeroom teacher of Class A in Department A opposite had already prepared what to say, but now that the principal had spoken directly, he didn't know what to say.
Ming An didn't explain why he was the one receiving the credit; he simply hung up the phone.
Although he was usually very undisciplined and didn't like to get involved in things, his status and prestige at school were unshakeable.
Ming An put away his phone, got up and walked to Feng Guang's side. Her face was resting on the table, her eyes closed, and he didn't know how long she had been asleep. On a whim, he reached out and poked her cheek with his finger. She just frowned and didn't wake up.
He nodded affirmatively; the feel was quite good.
Ming An bent down, lowered his head and got close to her face, stared at her for a while, and sighed softly, "No wonder you are your parents' daughter, you look just like your mother."
Because of the Xia Dynasty, he had met Wang Ci. How would he describe Wang Ci? She was a rare beauty, but she had a terrible temper and was difficult to please. Only the Xia Dynasty, that fool, could tolerate her for hundreds of years without getting a divorce.
Thinking about it carefully, her beautiful face is at least five or six parts like Wang Ci's, and her spoiled young lady temperament is also very similar to Wang Ci's.
"Like mother, like daughter"—this proverb still holds some truth today.
Feng Guang is asleep. It would be too unfair to leave her here. Those two werewolves in the tavern came for her. If it weren't for him being there, they probably would have already rushed in and kidnapped her.
Good people always have a lot of trouble.
Although Ming'an didn't consider himself a bad person, he didn't consider himself an absolutely good person either. But now he just wanted to say this, and it seemed that he had no choice but to take the girl back with him.
He bent down slightly, intending to pick her up in his arms, his face inevitably getting even closer to hers. Unexpectedly, at that moment, Feng Guang suddenly woke up. She opened her eyes and just as she looked up, the subtle change in position made her suddenly feel her lips being sealed by someone's. Then, as her consciousness returned, she saw the magnified face in front of her. Afterward, she opened her eyes wide in astonishment.
If she was surprised, then when he felt his lips touch the girl's soft lips, Ming An was momentarily at a loss. He and she stared at each other, neither of them making a move, as if any movement would prove that this was not a dream, and what followed would make them both feel equally embarrassed.
Unfortunately, looking into her clean and clear eyes, the effects of the alcohol seemed to rise up at that moment, spreading to his brain and temporarily clouding his reason. He narrowed his eyes, pressed one hand on the back of her head, forcing her to come closer to him, and then deepened the unexpected kiss.
No... this shouldn't be the case...
Feng Guang began to struggle, but soon, he grabbed her hands and pinned them to the back of the chair. At the same time, he leaned forward, forcing her to lean back against the chair and passively endure his sudden passion.
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