Chapter 12: First Volume Chapter 12: Dangerous Professor Makes My Soul Swoon (12)

First Volume Chapter 12: Dangerous Professor Makes My Soul Swoon (12)

"Zhizhi."

In the huge, quiet living room echoed an ambiguous, blushing voice; Huo Yin restrained the girl's flailing pale hand, his voice hoarse as he said:

"How about we eat first?"

Jiang Zhi's eye corners were flushed red, her tender red lips covered with a crystal-like sheen, she slightly lifted her head, revealing a swan-like slender white neck, and slightly opened her lips:

"No."

Her gorgeous face was dominated by desire, flushed with a sweet, enticing blush; her ebony-like eyes were veiled with mist, bewitching and drawing one in.

Huo Yin directly picked her up, turned, and walked toward the bedroom.

As he held her and lay her on the bed, the man's slender fingers restrainedly rubbed her eye corners; his dark eyes were deep, his sexy, heavy voice exuding a chilling possessiveness and affection:

"Zhizhi, I won't let you go."

Faint light streamed through the gaps in the heavy curtains, spreading across the floor and vaguely dispelling some darkness.

Having just awakened, Jiang Zhi opened her eyes, still thinking it was night; she half sat up, the blanket covering her slipped to her shoulder, and her usually snow-white skin was now covered in dense marks.

She woke up hungry; last night had been enjoyable, but her stamina couldn't keep up, and in the later part she simply fell asleep.

777 listlessly said: "Favorability is already maxed; actually you don't need to do that with the villain."

777 was connected to Jiang Zhi's brain; that night the space it occupied shook violently, rendering it unable to do anything.

Jiang Zhi lazily stretched her limbs, shamelessly saying: "It was great; I want to do it again."

777: "." The clown was actually itself.

The door opened; a handsome, ascetic man with long, slender legs stood tall, holding breakfast, he walked slowly to the bedside, lowered his gaze, and looking at her face as lovely as early spring peach blossoms, said: "Get up and have breakfast."

He remained as calm and aloof as ever, yet his brows and eyes revealed a gentleness like an ink-wash painting.

Jiang Zhi gave him a resentful look and coquettishly said: "I can't get up!"

Her body felt weak and powerless; she couldn't even be bothered to lift a finger.

Huo Yin turned to fetch her change of clothes; his gaze swept over her jade-white shoulder covered in dense marks, his unfathomable eyes darkened for a flash, he leaned close and whispered by her ear: "Shall I help you?"

Jiang Zhi clutched the blanket and drove him away: "Don't! Get out."

But she couldn't do it again; her body couldn't take it.

Huo Yin averted his gaze without a trace and left the room.

After Jiang Zhi finished washing up, ate breakfast, and left the bedroom, she saw the man sitting on the sofa reading; warm golden light fell upon his perfectly featured face, the gold-rimmed glasses rested on his nose bridge, and through the lenses his narrow, ink-black eyes were deep and bottomless.

Jiang Zhi dazed for a moment, then came to her senses, she walked softly up behind him and stopped, immediately covering his eyes with her fingers.

"Who am I?"

A faint smile appeared on Huo Yin's lips, and he softly said: "Zhizhi."

Jiang Zhi withdrew her fingers, tilted her head to peek at the book in his hand; the cover was plain, with a line of foreign text printed on it.

She couldn't understand it, but guessed it was a medical-related book.

"I need to go out for a while." Jiang Zhi said.

Huo Yin rubbed the corner of the book with his fingertip, his eyes slightly narrowed, and asked casually: "Where are you going?"

Jiang Zhi replied: "My younger brother has returned to the country; I need to go pick him up."

Huo Yin set down the book in his hand: "Let's go together."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhi rejoiced: "That's great."

Airport.

Jiang Jiang still missed his older sister quite a bit; he waited by the roadside when a black luxury car pulled up before him.

Older sister Jiang Zhi stepped out from the passenger seat, with Teacher Huo beside her; Jiang Jiang's pupils constricted in shock.

No way.

Teacher Huo, this swan-like meat, was actually eaten by the toad-like older sister?

Huo Yin stepped forward to help him carry the luggage; Jiang Jiang wanted to decline, saying he could handle it himself, but before he could speak, the man had already lifted the suitcase into the trunk.

Jiang Jiang took the opportunity to frantically signal his older sister with his eyes, but she remained unmoved, her eyes as if blind, unable to receive his message.

Who would have thought that after coming back from playing over the winter break, the teacher would come to pick him up at the airport?

Even after getting into the car, Jiang Jiang remained dazed.

From the front came Teacher Huo's low, calm voice.

"Where did you go to play?"

Jiang Jiang hesitated for a while, then stammered: "Go, go to L Country Seychelles Islands to play."

Jiang Zhi turned her head from the passenger side, looked at him and said: "What are you afraid of? Teacher Huo won't eat you."

When speaking with her, he had never been this timid before.

Jiang Jiang glared at her; his gaze happened to meet the dark eyes in the front mirror, his heart tightened, he quickly lowered his head and dared not speak.

Teacher Huo is a god-like presence at their school; although he never gets angry with students, his mere aura is more intimidating than anything.

Finally arriving at the residential complex gate, Jiang Jiang let out a long breath, preparing to go home with his older sister.

Jiang Zhi told him that she currently lives at Huo Yin's house.

Jiang Jiang suddenly grew anxious, pulling her away from Huo Yin a bit and stopping, he lowered his voice: "How can you live with someone else?"

Jiang Zhi wondered: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Jiang, flustered, sputtered: "You're a girl; how can you live at a guy's place? Even if—even if he's your boyfriend, you still can't, because you don't know each other; you have no idea what kind of person he is!"

He knows men too well; even Teacher Huo wouldn't do! This is his only older sister.

Jiang Zhi understood his meaning, smiled helplessly: "Little brother, are you afraid he'll eat me?"

This 'eat' carries many meanings.

Jiang Jiang's cheeks flushed, he hesitated for a long time, then forced out: "You need to get along with him first, find out what kind of person he is, before you can live together."

If he had known this would happen, he wouldn't have gone abroad to play.

Jiang Zhi knew he was doing it for her own good, she raised her hand and ruffled his hair, the corner of her mouth slightly curved: "I know, but I'm an adult now, you don't need to worry about me."

Jiang Jiang, seeing that reasoning with her was useless, got angry and was about to speak again; his gaze shifted, locking eyes with a man not far away, he hastily gripped the suitcase handle, glared at the person beside him, and said:

"I don't care about you anymore; if anything happens, you must call me!"

Having said that, he strode away.

Huo Yin walked up to her side and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Zhi took his hand, her raven-feather long lashes fluttered, she whispered softly: "Teacher Huo, will you ever do something that hurts me?"

Huo Yin glanced sideways at their intertwined fingers; the girl's fingers were slender and soft, making one's heart flutter.

Gazing into the girl's jewel-like beautiful eyes, it seemed as if they were filled with him, both body and soul.

Huo Yin gently rubbed her tender white fingers, lowered his head, and kissed her forehead devoutly and tenderly, like a dragonfly touching water.

"No."

But.

"Zhizhi, don't leave me."

The words in his heart remained unspoken; they were originally the darkest, craziest love accompanied by terrifying possessiveness, like the calm before a storm, enveloping his pitch-black, bottomless pupils.

They didn't go straight home but went to the nearby commercial street to stroll. For a few days during the Spring Festival, many shops were closed, and there were few passersby sitting around, unlike before.

Jiang Zhi walked for a while, then in her mind asked 777: "Is someone following us?"

She didn't know if it was her imagination, but she constantly felt someone behind her.

777: "Yes."

Jiang Zhi wondered: "Who?"

It couldn't be another pervert stalking her, could it?

777: "No, it's the police who were looking for you that day. Not following you, but following Huo Yin."

Jiang Zhi gloated: "I don't need to send him to jail; he's about to go in himself."

777: "."

Many times it thought the Host had already fallen for the villain, but the outcome always exceeded expectations; her heart was harder than iron.

Jiang Zhi noticed, and Huo Yin beside her naturally noticed too; he coolly glanced at the follower behind them, lowered his gaze, and told her: "Let's go back, it's late."

Jiang Zhi hummed in agreement and didn't continue strolling.

The winter break ended, and school resumed.

Huo Yin's time was no longer as abundant as before; he gradually became busy.

Jiang Zhi took this opportunity to attend a high school class reunion.

She set off at noon.

Arriving at the destination, it was the city's most prosperous five-star hotel, located excellently facing the riverbank, with high prices; for ordinary people coming here it was tantamount to burning money.

Among the high school classmates, few were acquainted; the original host had died a recluse, with very few friends, and in memory only one or two names could be recalled.

Such high school reunions, put nicely, are classmates gathering to reminisce about high school; put bluntly, they are shows of wealth.

Jiang Zhi sat in a corner, and didn't feel embarrassed.

Before the reunion even started, a female student A, restless, spoke in a sarcastic tone: "Zhizhi, do you still remember Mu Chi?"

Beside her, female student B thought of something, laughed and echoed: "Wasn't he the school hunk? Good-looking and top of the school academically; I heard he went abroad to study and returned, now he's the CEO of a big company."

In the course of their conversation, the topic instantly turned to Jiang Zhi, and everyone's attention in the private room shifted to her.

The girl's appearance was exceptionally outstanding, surpassing even film and television stars; her fair, porcelain-like face wore light makeup, resembling a celestial maiden, drawing all eyes.

Many girls in the private room were extremely jealous of her.

In high school, Jiang Zhi's looks were rated as the school belle, consistently high, and many male classmates secretly harbored a crush on her.

However, the topic they chatted about endlessly was.

Jiang Zhi had once confessed to Mu Chi, but he rejected her on the spot.

It was said the reason for rejection was: "I don't like those whose grades are worse than mine."

Although Jiang Zhi is beautiful, her grades are not just slightly poor; they are notoriously bad.

Afterward, I heard she didn't attend college at all, became some kind of internet celebrity—really laughable.

Jiang Zhi turned a deaf ear, not caring about their words.

In the original host's memory, there is a story about a broken heart in high school.

Just as they said, she secretly loved Mu Chi, confessed, and was rejected.

But these have nothing to do with her.

Those few girls had spoken halfway, then suddenly paused.

The private room door was pushed open from outside, and a man in a suit and leather shoes walked in.

The man was very tall, with a slender and sturdy build, handsome features, his facial traits somewhat deep, hinting at mixed heritage; his temperament was like a deep winter spring thawing, clear and cold.

"Sorry I'm late."

The person who arrived was precisely the protagonist they had been talking about: Mu Chi.

He is also the male lead of this world.

Jiang Zhi glanced at him, a bit disappointed: "He's not even as good-looking as the villain."

777: "." Male lead's looks score: 100, villain's looks score is also 100. So it's all your own illusion.

Jiang Zhi still preferred Huo Yin's type of face, along with that faintly dangerous aura.

"Mu Bro, I've finally waited for you to come." The speaker was the class monitor, who was doing quite well; this gathering was also hosted by him.

The atmosphere in the private room gradually grew lively, as everyone gathered around Mu Chi, the last to arrive, offering respectful and fawning greetings.

Jiang Zhi watched for a while, lost interest, got up, and went out to the restroom.

Her phone vibrated briefly; she took it out and saw it was a message from Huo Yin.

【Huo: Where are you?】

【Huo: Zhizhi, where are you?】

Jiang Zhi glanced at it, then put her phone back in her bag and switched it to silent.

After washing her hands and coming out of the restroom, a male student walked toward her, his face flushed and his expression nervous.

"Jiang Zhi."

Jiang Zhi had a slight impression of this boy; she thought his name was Sun Yi.

She stopped walking and asked doubtfully, "What's wrong?"

Sun Yi lowered his head, speaking excitedly: "I've liked you for a long time, Jiang Zhi. I originally thought you wouldn't come; you hadn't shown up the past few times, but I never expected you to come this time. I really like you—will you be with me?"

The boy's words were utterly sincere, as if he were making a vow.

Jiang Zhi's watery eyes flickered, full of apology; she bit her pink lip and said, "Sorry, I don't like you."

Sun Yi lifted his head, locking gazes with the girl whose eyes were full of apology; his stare grew increasingly obsessed as he looked at that enchanting face, and without thinking he stepped closer: "Why? I'll treat you well—I won't let you become an internet celebrity; I'll support you, let you stay at home forever, never to go out again."

As he spoke, his words took on a different tone, filled with lust.

Jiang Zhi's lovely face turned pallid, her long black lashes trembling; her petite frame shrank back, her voice tinged with fear: "No, don't."

As the boy drew ever closer, his outstretched hand almost reaching her, someone stepped in front of the girl, grabbed his wrist tightly, yanked hard, and flung him to the ground.

The boy let out a miserable cry, and after seeing clearly who stood before him, he scrambled up in a panic and fled.

"Mu, Mu senior?"

The girl's voice was soft and delicate, carrying a gentle tone.

Mu Chi turned, gazing at the black-haired girl standing close; her snow-white skin took on a hint of crimson, her exquisite eyes seeming to be filled with a galaxy, brilliant and dazzling.

Unlike her memory of her at school, she now was beautiful enough to draw everyone's gaze.

He smelled the faint fragrance diffusing in the air; the closer he got, the stronger it became—not like a brand-name perfume, but a peculiar, entrancing scent.

"Thank you, Mu senior," Jiang Zhi said, blushing as she lowered her gaze; her slender white fingers unconsciously tightened, clutching the hem of her skirt.

Mu Chi stepped back, widening the distance between them, and said lightly, "It's fine."

Having said that, he was about to leave.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhi grew slightly anxious, took a step forward, and reached out to grab the hem of his suit jacket.

"Wait, wait a moment."

Mu Chi paused in his steps, turned, and glanced at the small white hand clutching the corner of his clothing; his eyes deepened.

Jiang Zhi quickly withdrew her fingers, raising her flushed cheeks; her rose-like lips pressed slightly, and after a moment, her soft voice trembled: "You... do you have a girlfriend?"

【Villain Huo Yin Hatred Value: 50%】