Chapter 93: True Form

His shadow gradually became taller and taller, completely covering hers.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on her skin. Su Mian was completely unable to speak. Not fainting was the greatest respect she could show him.

Of course, she desperately hoped she would faint when she realized Zhou Ye's true form might be a snake.

"Are you that scared?"

"You carry this string of Bodhi with you, isn't it just hoping to see me like this?"

"Luo Yi."

The voice sounded by the girl's ear, carrying suppressed gloom. He said it word by word.

"So you hate me that much."

"Actually, I should have known." That snake tail gradually climbed up, wrapping around Su Mian's waist, feeling her violent breathing.

"You must have thrown away that hair tie long ago, too."

Su Mian's pale lips parted slightly. She really wanted to explain that the bracelet wasn't hers, it was Yi Junxi's, but her heart had jumped to her throat, and only trembling breaths were exhaled.

She lowered her eyes, bit her lower lip, and used all her strength to overcome her fear and shake her head lightly, but was brought to the lawn by the snake tail in the next second.

Zhou Ye seemed to be disappointed and angry to the extreme. His face was abnormally calm, and those black eyes had turned into amber vertical pupils at this moment, his handsome face becoming even more enchanting.

This face was very beautiful, prettier than Zhou Ye's face.

Su Mian's brain inappropriately thought of the word "true form."

"Fine, not wanting to get rid of me? Using this... broken bracelet."

He picked up the emerald-colored beads and played with them, not putting them in his eyes at all. His gaze slowly moved to Su Mian's pale face, threaded the Bodhi through two fingers, and gradually widened it.

"I'll teach you how to use it... so it can truly be effective."

"Zhou, Zhou Ye."

Su Mian opened her mouth with difficulty. Her back was against the tree, her waist and below were completely wrapped. It took a long while before she squeezed out two words.

"Hmm?"

Zhou Ye leaned over, seemingly not wanting to listen to Su Mian speak.

His snake tail lifted the hem of her pleated skirt that covered her knees. Su Mian broke out in a layer of goosebumps. The snake tail lifted one of her legs.

Su Mian's brain began to automatically play strange things again. Coupled with Zhou Ye's ambiguous actions just now, her face alternated between red and white, and the temperature of her earlobes was astonishing.

"No... no way."

"Isn't this exactly what you want?"

"Recite with me: Evil form transforms, one thought becomes ash."

His cold hand was the same temperature as the Bodhi. He followed her leg and threaded the bracelet from the calf he had lifted, and his fingers suddenly lifted upward, and the Bodhi instantly slid onto her thigh.

The strong sense of restraint and the cold foreign object feeling made Su Mian tremble. The Bodhi string tightened slightly after Zhou Ye recited the spell, and his slender fingers sank into the soft flesh of her thigh.

"Woo..."

Her eye sockets were blurred by water mist, and her soft lips pressed against her collarbone, biting lightly, carrying anger, the sharp teeth rubbing against her skin intentionally or unintentionally, almost piercing the skin.

"Recite it, Luo Yi."

"Evil... evil form transforms, mm—"

The snake body touched her knee pit, Su Mian's eyes instantly lost focus, and a slight hum overflowed from her mouth. She didn't know what she was saying at all.

"One thought..."

Her consciousness gradually blurred, her body temperature was astonishing, and the cold snake tail seemed to bring a trace of comfort. Her whole body was in a passive, out-of-control zone.

In the end, she didn't finish the rest of the spell, twitching slightly unconsciously, the electric current hitting the top of her head, and she threw herself into Zhou Ye's arms.

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When she woke up, Su Mian was sitting in the empty classroom.

Looking at the clock, she found that only ten minutes had passed. The classroom hadn't had people come in yet, and even the lights weren't turned on.

Borrowing the moonlight, Su Mian saw the top button of her shirt had come undone, revealing a red mark on her collarbone.

Clearly, he intentionally didn't want to clean up.

She drooped her eyelids, pursed her lips, and raised her hand to button it, only to find her fingers trembling slightly, unable to align them, and unable to button them.

Her thighs and waist were sore and numb. She was uncomfortable and powerless. A wave of irritation surged up, but her hands trembled even more.

……

She sighed. To prevent someone from suddenly coming into the classroom, she put on her coat first.

Her brain was a bit overloaded. She lay on the desk and slept for a while. People came into the classroom one after another, and it gradually became noisy. Only then did Su Mian sit up slowly and pick up her book.

The head teacher was late in coming. Some students who didn't intend to study began to slack off. Some sat down directly, and some covered their faces and sang.

A foot stepped into the classroom threshold, and the space instantly became deathly silent.

Everyone, as if following some kind of instruction, slowly lowered their heads, keeping their upper bodies stiff as they sat down. Su Mian looked up and immediately lowered her head.

It was a female teacher, not their head teacher.

The class rules said there was only one head teacher per class. If you see other teachers, please do not make any sound.

Chang Anning and the others, who didn't know why, saw everyone else sit down and followed suit.

Shen Jiarui wished she could drill into the desk, curling her body and covering her mouth. Jingzhe raised her eyes to observe the female teacher.

A red dress, hair reaching her waist, skin pale, the blood vessels around her eyes clearly visible, and the red lips seemed to have been drawn outside, looking very bizarre.

Tick, tick—

It was so quiet in the classroom that only the sound of the clock could be heard.

【Ding-dong – Random level event triggered. Event level: C-level. Please respond with caution.】

The system finished releasing the task and fell silent. The red-clothed teacher also moved slowly, writing the exam time on the blackboard.

One hour.

Then she didn't know where she got a stack of test papers and distributed them.

The paper was for the Chinese subject. It wasn't the common reading comprehension part that came up, but poetry fill-in-the-blanks.

If you don't accumulate small steps, _____________, if you don't accumulate small streams, ______________.

The teacher of that child, _________________, _________________________.

The country is broken, the mountains and rivers remain, ______________.

_______________, only the drinkers leave their names.

Very normal questions. Even if Su Mian had been in university for two years, she remembered all of them because she originally had a very good memory. She filled them out quickly and looked down.

The questions below weren't very normal. She was just about to flip the page, intending to look at the ones behind.

That red-clothed teacher suddenly leaned her face in front of Su Mian, her hands tightly supporting the two sides of the desk, the whites of her eyes occupying the eye sockets, her face hideous.

……

Su Mian's expression was calm. After staring at each other for a long time, her eyes felt a bit dry, so she blinked.

That red-clothed teacher felt a bit embarrassed and slowly got up, walking toward another place.

It seemed that as long as she didn't open her mouth to speak, there wouldn't be any problems. After all, the class rules only stipulated that one couldn't speak.

Jingzhe looked over. Su Mian made a gesture to be quiet, and Jingzhe nodded in realization.

Then she focused her gaze on the test paper.

Which of the following pictures makes you feel uncomfortable?

There were four options, ABCD, all of which were black and white pictures with a bit of graininess. ===== CHAPTER 94 =====