Chapter 46 Once you go in, you can't get out...
The carriage was dim and damp.
It started with a kiss. The man, with his inherent mischievousness, deliberately teased her. He lightly bit her, then pulled away slightly, pressing against her, and whispered some indecent things in her ear with a chuckle.
"Is it okay for you to kiss me like this?"
How about this?
"If you do bad things at school, won't Teacher Jin think it's a bit immoral?"
Jin Zhao, unable to bear it any longer, hooked his arms around his neck and pulled him down forcefully.
Her lips brushed against his nose, then veered off course. The next instant, the man's fingertips cupped her chin, he tilted his head slightly, and kissed her deeply.
Later, the person who intended to cause trouble lost control first.
The temperature inside the car flared up, and the breathing became rapid.
Jin Zhao's seatbelt was still fastened, like an obstacle between them. Meng Yanxi cupped her face in one hand, while the other hand impatiently reached down to touch her.
After a rustling sound, the seatbelt came undone with a click.
But Meng Yanxi was on top of her, and the seatbelt was also pressed down, still standing between the two of them.
The man shifted his body impatiently.
The seatbelt finally disappeared between the two, and at the same time, Jin Zhao felt the car body sway twice in an ambiguous manner.
The restlessness within my body instantly intensified.
Soon, the sound of conversation came from outside the car, and the restless blood immediately calmed down.
The No. 7 teachers' apartment was originally built during the Republic of China era. It's quite old and has a courtyard where you can park both inside and outside. Meng Yanxi usually parks her car under the roadside trees outside the courtyard, under a dim streetlamp in the distance.
Normally, apart from the teachers who live here, few people pass by, but this is the time when evening classes end.
The main road was congested, so many students took a detour from this side.
At first, only a faint sound or two could be heard, but soon the sound grew closer and closer, and more and more students appeared.
They walked past the car together, chatting about teachers, homework, and the annoying pickup process at Cainiao Post. Someone even recognized Meng Yanxi's car and suddenly exclaimed, "Holy crap!"
"Are all the teachers at our school this rich? Driving Maybachs!"
Is driving a Maybach something to be proud of?
"I don't know if driving a Maybach is impressive, but the person who can drive this Maybach must be very remarkable. This car is worth almost 20 million."
"Holy crap! That's amazing! If I were that rich, I'd just stay home and relax, why would I need to go to work!"
"It might belong to the principal?"
"The principal shouldn't be driving such an expensive car, should he? That would be a mistake."
"Tsk tsk tsk, as expected, universities are full of hidden talents. You never know how powerful your seemingly ordinary teacher is."
...
The most heated discussions gradually faded away, but the crowd did not disperse; in fact, more and more students passed by.
Inside the car, Jin Zhao huddled in Meng Yanxi's arms, not daring to move.
What was originally just a normal kiss between a boyfriend and girlfriend turned into a clandestine affair because they happened to bump into students leaving evening classes.
Jin Zhao didn't do anything wrong, but he felt guilty.
Meng Yanxi kissed her at this moment.
He held her chin with his thumb and forefinger and leaned in to kiss her lips affectionately.
How could Jin Zhao possibly kiss him?
She can now almost see the words "a role model for teachers" written in huge characters on her forehead.
Her words had come true, and now she truly felt that she had acted in a rather immoral way.
She slightly turned her head to avoid him.
The man's hot lips landed on the corner of her mouth, his breath spraying against her ear.
Her ears were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.
He stared at her, smiled silently, and whispered in her ear, seemingly asking for her opinion: "Aren't you going to kiss me anymore? Then let's get out of the car?"
Jin Zhao was shocked, his eyes widening in disbelief.
Was he doing it on purpose? How could he get off the bus at a time like this?
When he didn't get a reply from her, he braced his hands on the back of the chair behind her and was about to get up.
Jin Zhao remembered the two suggestive swaying movements of the car earlier, and nervously gripped his hand, whispering urgently, "Don't move!"
There are students outside right now. The car windows were closed and the streetlights didn't reach this side, so everyone just assumed it was an empty car and drove past without noticing. If the car suddenly started shaking at this moment... Jin Zhao couldn't imagine how spectacular the school wall would be tomorrow.
The man was truly wicked at heart. With his nose pressed against hers, he asked with an innocent look, "Why can't I move?"
Jin Zhao: "..."
She was wrong. How can a person outmaneuver a scheming woman?
Teacher Jin lay down and said, "Then you can move."
Isn't it just a competition of who's more shameless?
But as it turns out, once a person becomes shameless, their chances of winning increase significantly.
The bad man chuckled softly, "How could I bear to let Lingling be publicly executed?"
Jin Zhao stared at him blankly, no longer believing his sweet talk.
It was rush hour outside, and the area outside the window was packed with people. But because it was a one-way window, no one could see inside from the outside. And thanks to his sister, Meng Yanxi had modified the passenger seat when Meng Zhuxi had insisted on not lying flat. Now the seat was almost completely flat, and he himself was lying face down, so even through the windshield, no one could see inside.
Now, this group of students is discussing the cafeteria food. They're talking about which cook at which window is the most honest, and which cook's hands are shaking so badly they seem to have Parkinson's that they've shaken all the meat off.
The sound is clear and easy to hear.
Separated by a window, Meng Yanxi quietly cradled Jin Zhao's face. The playfulness in her eyes vanished, and her dark eyes seemed to overlap with those of the naive boy from nine years ago.
"I won't move, but I'll kiss you, okay?" he asked in a soft, breathy voice.
The wind picked up outside, and the goldenrain tree fruits by the roadside were blown down, gently hitting the roof of the car.
Jin Zhao heard a very soft impact, unable to tell whether it was the sound from the roof of the car or from his heart.
She lay beneath him, gazing at him quietly, her eyes glistening with tears.
Without saying yes or no, she closed her eyes and couldn't help but kiss his lips.
The kiss that followed was pure and quiet.
Outside the car, people were passing by after evening classes; inside, couples were silently kissing.
Outside, the place was bustling with noise, but inside, in this small, quiet space, one could almost hear the throbbing of each other's blood.
Their fingers intertwined, they quietly and restrainedly succumbed to their obsession, unable to extricate themselves.
...
It took almost half an hour for the crowd outside to disperse.
The two separated even later.
When they parted, there was no one outside, just like when they had just returned. But in the meantime, the student finished his evening class and returned to his dormitory, while they continued kissing.
Meng Yanxi still didn't get up, his fingertips lingeringly caressing the corner of her mouth.
Jin Zhao's eyes were full of tears as she looked at him.
He seemed truly captivated; after caressing her for a moment, he leaned in again, kissing her with unwavering tenderness.
Jin Zhao's lips were a little numb from his kisses. She gently placed her hand on his chest and whispered, "You're too heavy."
"Okay, I'll be gentle." He took her hand and gently pressed it against her lips.
Jin Zhao was both amused and exasperated.
"No, I meant you, you're too heavy..."
The person finally came to their senses.
He got up and sat back down, pulled his girlfriend up, and used his fingers to straighten her clothes and hair.
Meng Yanxi: "Sorry, I'll be downstairs next time."
Jin Zhao: "..."
That sounds like something a hypocrite would say; he'd be better off not saying it at all.
Jin Zhao lowered her eyes and said softly, "Then I'll go back."
"Um."
His sudden self-awareness made Jin Zhao uncomfortable, and he hesitated before asking, "Aren't you going in?"
"No," Meng Yanxi said with self-awareness, "once I go in, I won't be able to come out."
Jin Zhao: "..."
*
Jin Zhao was only responsible for reporting the lecture; the school handled the specific arrangements.
The next morning, Zhuang Yu received a call from the principal's office, and the person who came to meet him was the principal's assistant.
"December 20th?"
Zhuang Yu frowned when he heard the time.
Aside from personal matters, Meng Yanxi's schedule was mostly arranged by his assistant, Zhuang Yu. Therefore, Zhuang Yu knew better than Meng Yanxi himself that Meng Yanxi was going to fly to New York on December 20th to personally meet with a very important conglomerate.
Why did they suddenly start holding lectures?
He hadn't heard the boss mention it either.
Zhuang Yu was smooth and diplomatic; with a few polite words, he appeased the other party and immediately contacted Meng Yanxi after hanging up.
Meng Yanxi was too engrossed last night and didn't actually go inside, but she did almost everything she was supposed to do in her dream when she got back.
When Zhuang called, he had just come out of the shower, his body brimming with youthful vigor and hormones under the towel.
He casually pressed the speakerphone button, drying his hair as he listened to Zhuang Yu report on the scheduling conflict.
Meng Yanxi admitted that he had been a bit lustful lately, but the trip to New York was related to the interests of the entire Yunsheng Group, and he hadn't forgotten about it yet.
Meng Yanxi: "The dinner in New York is on the 22nd. There's a 12-hour time difference there, so that's enough."
Zhuang Yu's style of doing things is cautious and thorough. Even if the big boss has given the order, it's not appropriate to schedule the lecture on December 20th as a work assignment. As his assistant, he would never schedule it for that day.
But Zhuang Yu quickly checked Meng Yanxi's schedule and found that Meng Yanxi's schedule was completely full for the past month and she really couldn't find the time.
Zhuang suggested, "How about we arrange it after you return to China? I'll discuss it with the other party."
"What are you negotiating?" Meng Yanxi said with a smile. "This is a private matter, and you don't need to take responsibility for it."
The boss's private affairs.
I understand.
Nothing could stop him, not even mountains of knives or seas of fire, let alone a mere journey.
Zhuang Yu immediately replied, "Okay, I'll change my flight to the 21st right away."
The lecture was officially arranged, and to Jin Zhao's surprise, the dean publicly praised her in the college's group chat because of it.
Jin Zhao herself was embarrassed, thinking that she had only completed a task.
With her boyfriend being so popular, Jin Zhao's feelings were quite mixed.
There will definitely be a little bit of vanity, but it's also inevitable to feel a sense of disappointment.
Before her research and teaching abilities were recognized, she gained recognition because of her boyfriend.
She always said they weren't from the same world, and that feeling was especially strong at times like this.
He can influence many people with just a flick of his finger, while she, despite her best efforts, is just a low-level worker.
Jin Zhao still expressed his gratitude to Meng Yanxi via WeChat.
Meng Yanxi, as expected, pressed her advantage and quickly replied, "Just a verbal thank you?"
He must have been busy, so he replied with a voice message.
But he didn't seem too busy. Before Jin Zhao could reply, several more voice messages came in quick succession.
"Teacher Jin, haven't you noticed that you've started to treat me perfunctorily ever since you got me?"
"Back then, I only gave you a ride once, and you wanted to write me a thank-you letter."
"Shouldn't I have a banner by now?"
Jin Zhao: "..."
She was truly bewitched; just moments before, she had thought Meng Yanxi was a godlike figure.
With that mouth of his, he could be brought down in a heartbeat.
But she's always been quite tolerant of her boyfriend, and asked him patiently, "What kind of boyfriend do you want?"
Meng Yanxi seemed to have thought about it seriously for a moment, and then said, "I'd better not. My new home is decorated in a French style, which doesn't match the banner."
The big capitalist said nonchalantly, "Just prepare a moving gift for me when the time comes."
Meng Yanxi mentioned that he was moving at the end of the month, but Jin Zhao didn't think to ask him where he was moving to. Instead, he immediately started picking out a gift for him.
These past few days, during her breaks between classes, she's been looking at pictures of French-style interior design online, thinking about what to buy for him that would match the house and make him happy.
"purchase?"
Meng Yanxi came to pick her up from get out of class, and upon hearing her choice of words, she was clearly unhappy: "You're just planning to buy it for me?"
The present situation is unclear.
Staring at the young master's handsome but arrogant face, she said with difficulty, "But it's illegal to steal it."
Meng Yanxi: "..."
His girlfriend was a bit naive and cute, so Meng Yanxi had no choice but to take pity on her and remind her, "The gifts you gave to Meng Zhuxi back then were all handmade. Are you just going to buy me something random?"
Jin Zhao reflected for a while and confirmed that he had not made the gift himself.
"Which one?" she asked.
Meng Yanxi enunciated each word slowly and deliberately as she confronted her: "Clay figurine doll."
Jin Zhao finally remembered and laughed, "I didn't make that either, my grandfather made it."
But at this moment, someone was clearly being unreasonable and insisted on making a difficult request. Raising an eyebrow, they arrogantly made an impolite demand: "Then you make one for me too."
Jin Zhao remained silent for a moment, then obediently nodded.
She stood on tiptoe, pinched Meng Yanxi's face with both hands, and gently pulled it to both sides.
Like teasing a child, Meng Yanxi's stunningly handsome face became a comical yet somewhat adorable sight under her touch.
Jin Zhao stopped: "It's done."
Meng Yanxi: "…………"
Later, Jin Zhao didn't remember how the two of them ended up kissing.
There's no one in this area behind the exam paper storage. Except for final exams, teachers and students never come here. Only very occasionally will the building manager come to check.
Meng Yanxi leaned against a Chinese tallow tree, and Jin Zhao hugged his waist as they quietly kissed in the gentle sunlight.
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Author's note: 20 red envelopes~
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