041 “Cherry [Teacher-Student H]” Chapter 40

Chapter 42, are you serious?

She had been sleeping in the man’s arms for the past few days, but without the hot embrace, her body always felt like something was wrong. The snoring sound of the beanbag next to her was loud enough to hear the sky. She also opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling to count sheep.

She couldn’t help but sigh to herself. Habits were really a grinding thing. Even though she was so angry, she couldn’t help but miss the burning warmth of his body.

The next day.

When she slowly woke up, Doubao was no longer around. She got up in a daze and went to the bathroom to wash up. When the door opened, she was about to open her mouth and call Doubao’s name loudly when she lowered her eyes and saw a man on the sofa sipping coffee.

Her breath froze, and she froze for a few seconds before closing the door in a hurry, but the man blocked it with his hand first, and her face turned red.

“You get out.”

If she really wanted to resist, she would be no match for the man. He quickly entered the room sideways and closed the door with her strength.

When he lowered his head and saw the little woman with messy hair glaring fiercely at him, Song Tingyan felt inexplicably good.

“I’ve been angry all night and I haven’t calmed down yet,” he coaxed in a low voice, taking a step forward to hug her, but she stepped away first.

“Who…who is angry with you…”

The man’s tall body pressed directly over her and pushed her against the wall. He smiled and said, “If you’re not angry, why turn off the phone?”

She raised her head and deliberately said harsh words, “Because I don’t want you anymore, let’s break up.”

“Oh” he put his hands on her shoulders and took a deep breath. As if he did it deliberately, he frowned on purpose, with a hint of anger on his gentle face, “Is that what you mean by running away after flirting?”

Su Ying lowered her head and said nothing.

His slender fingertips circled the soft hair on her shoulders, and his voice drifted into her ears little by little.

“Little Cherry, as I said, once you get on my bed, you will never get off again…”

She seemed to be aroused to the thin string in her heart, and she pushed his chest uncontrollably, “I don’t want to go to your bed. You can’t even think about it in the future… uh uh…”

He lowered his head and kissed the chattering little mouth heavily, and wrapped his strong arms tightly around her thin shoulders. She couldn’t break away, and her tight body slowly softened with the force of his sucking.

Panting, he let go of her lips and pecked her lips again, “You little idiot, you still said you weren’t angry.”

She stubbornly turned her head away from him.

“I waited all night downstairs last night…” His lips pressed against her ear, his voice was slightly lowered, as if pleading, “You should at least look at me…”

Hearing this, she turned back to look at him in surprise, with a confused look on her face.

“I know you’re here…” he said.

She took a closer look and saw that his eyes were indeed red and he looked a little tired.

“You…”

He pressed his forehead against hers and said, “I feel sorry for me.”

She seemed to be guessing what was going on, so she raised her voice awkwardly, “No.”

“Okay, okay.” He coaxed softly, “Can you give me a chance to explain?”

She didn’t answer, as if she was reminded of something by his reminder, she felt angry and aggrieved for a moment, her voice muffled.

“What else do you need to explain…I’m not your girlfriend anyway…”

Song Tingyan sighed softly, lowered his head to bite the tip of her nose, and said in a helpless tone, “Don’t run away after listening to half of what I have to say. At least listen to what I have to say.”

He said: “I have never regarded you as my girlfriend…”

When she heard this, she became angry. She tried to break away, but he restrained her body harder, forcing her to raise her head to look at him.

His eyes flickered with deep meaning, “I only regard you as the future Mrs. Song.”

She was stunned, her mouth formed a circle, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

“I’m scared,” he asked in a low voice, but there was a trace of indescribable nervousness and anxiety in his tone.

She shook her head, her voice trembling, “You…you are serious.”

Song Tingyan stared into her eyes for a moment and asked in a deep voice, “If so, will you answer me?”

She looked at him blankly and said nothing for a while.

The look in his eyes made him feel flustered, and he didn’t dare to push too hard, “You don’t have to make a decision right away… You can…”

“I do.” She suddenly spit out three words, her face as red as blood.

Time suddenly stopped.

The two people were relatively speechless. It was hard to tell whether the atmosphere was awkward or complicated and deep. In short, even the man was speechless.

In the end, it was Su Ying who took the lead to break the deadlock, asking tentative questions in a weak voice.

“Then… we… um… want to have sex next…”