Chapter 104 Teach me, teacher
The temperature in the bedroom was the most suitable 26 degrees Celsius, but Xie Huan, wearing only a vest and a shirt, also felt hot.
"Don't act like a spoiled child and don't ask the teacher for help with everything. I can't help you with this kind of thing."
He is not a physiology teacher.
Xie Huan paused, took off his cufflinks, rolled up his sleeves, revealing the strong blue veins on his forearms. His fists were clenched tightly and placed neatly on his legs, as old-fashioned as an oil painting on an old castle.
But Lilith didn't care. She just felt that she was going to die of discomfort. It was a pity that there were no restraints in the bedroom, otherwise she would tie up Xie Huan like she did to Fu Sui and let her do whatever she wanted.
"But I don't know how to do it. If I don't have a teacher to teach me, I just can't do it. If you teach me, then I can do it myself."
Lilith heard her own voice sound like the song of a siren, full of temptation. These words, which were out of her original intention, also carried a bit of her own selfish motives.
She was torn and conflicted. She didn't want to get too close to Xie Huan and let him find out, but she also didn't want to let him go. In short, he had to make herself comfortable first.
"Don't talk nonsense, make it quick and easy."
"What? The teacher is going too far. During class, the teacher lets students study on their own and doesn't teach anything?"
“How can this be the same!”
“Why is it different?”
This is simply ridiculous. Will the other guides be like R, indiscriminately pursuing their own ideas?
Xie Huan didn't know. During his short engagement, Lilith had never revealed this side of her to him. No, maybe she just didn't want him to get close to her.
He was increasingly unable to remember what Lilith looked like at the beginning. All that was left was the image of the girl who stared at him in class and chased after him after class.
If Lilith hadn't died, if she had simply been taken away, how would she have handled her passion? Would any Sentinel have helped her? Would they have treated her with gentleness?
Or hurt her roughly so that she can't escape no matter how she resists?
Will she embrace it, or will she resent the feeling of not having control over her body?
At least, Xie Huan hoped that she would not suffer too much as a...teacher.
"I see."
He was silent for a moment, and then he whispered, doing what he had done to R's fingers to himself, and then he gently held her fingers.
"I'll teach you, just this once."
This is just one time, Xie Huan warned himself, this is a last resort.
"Don't worry, without my glasses I can't see clearly from a distance."
As he spoke, he moved her fingertips methodically, slowly and leisurely.
The sentinel's palm could completely cover Lilith's hand, but he only held it loosely, not touching any of Lilith's skin exposed to the air except for his fingertips.
Because I couldn't see clearly, I moved very slowly, so as not to scratch the fragile inside with rough behavior.
But even so, I could still easily sense the guide's emotions through the trembling of my fingers.
Well-behaved, gentle, fearful, and... suddenly paused and trembled,
It was too hasty to move away, and Xie Huan withdrew his hand suddenly as if he had been burned, leaving a wet mark on his suit pants.
"You do it yourself from now on. I'll stay in the bathroom."
He stood up and wanted to leave, but Lilith, still not satisfied, hooked her arm around his thin waist.
"Even though I have learned it, the teacher cannot leave yet. Just sit here."
She asked as a matter of course, confident and fearless as if she was spoiled.
"Otherwise it would be very uncomfortable without any other stimulation. You've already taught me, so what's the harm in sitting next to me?"
"no."
"Okay, then go ahead. Although I might hurt myself if I don't do it right, and then I won't be able to see the wound and treat it, and it might get inflamed and fester..."
Seeing that R's words were getting more and more outrageous, Xie Huan finally couldn't help but scold him.
"Shut up!"
"I'll stay, but I won't help you anymore. When the time comes, I'll leave."
The old-fashioned teacher frowned and turned his head away. His slender neck was hidden by his shirt, so he couldn't see anything clearly. Lilith said, as if she was getting more aggressive.
"Why don't you button up your collar so many times? How about unbuttoning two?"
She lay on her back on the bath towel, her whole body was incredibly beautiful, just like a plum blossom in the snow.
Xie Huan silently unbuttoned a few buttons, feeling that his bottom line was slipping again and again, and that he was just being treated as a side dish for entertainment.
The air was filled with the scent of the guide, a light lemon aroma, and something deeper and richer hidden underneath.
No matter what kind of guide they were, for Xie Huan, the only difference was between students and the rest. His courses were always rigorous, and many people audited, but few actually chose him.
There are not many people who can be recognized by him and call him teacher.
At least in this respect, Xie Huan was incredibly strict in his adherence to conventions. He firmly believed that a person could only have one teacher, and that the teacher was fully responsible for the student.
He was conscientious and dedicated to his duties, and was willing to sacrifice his own life to protect his students. He was so angry that Lilith hurt Si Jue at will, but he did not notice her own uneasy mood.
So he lost Lilith.
The painful feeling did not last long, because the guide in front of him once again uttered a cry like a baby animal, low and soft, and if you didn't listen carefully, you wouldn't even be able to detect the trembling itchiness in it.
Lilith clutched the pillow with her fingertips curled up, thinking drowsily.
"Well, it's comfortable, but not as comfortable as yesterday, and I'm very tired."
Was it her body's instinct or the guide's hormones that were causing her trouble? She felt like a flower in the desert, clearly thirsting for water but only getting a small pot of water.
Temporary satisfaction, just temporary.
She was tired and didn't want to move, she was uncomfortable and unbearable, but Xie Huan was like a door god, motionless, and didn't help her when he saw her in pain.
If it were Fu Sui, he would have pounced on him like a dog snatching food.
She compared Fu Sui to a dog without any psychological burden, and fell asleep with a little complaint of not having enough fun.
The girl's breathing became soft. Xie Huan waited for a while but heard no movement before turning his head, taking the towel from her waist and pulling the quilt over her.
He also slept in a restless position, curling up into a ball with one leg wrapped around the quilt.
Xie Huan chuckled, but soon became indifferent again. He sorted out all his things, threw the gloves into the trash can, cleaned up all the water stains, dried the bath towel and hung it up again.
After doing all this, it was already dawn. The door lock made a subtle "click" sound. Xie Huan paused, pushed the door open and went out.
"Li...why are you here?"
The rose on Fu Sui's fingertips fell, and he looked at his friend who had just come out of Lilith's room with a grim expression.
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