Chapter 490

The domineering aura was everywhere, enveloping her.

His thin lips, tinged with coolness, pressed down, yet his breath was scorching.

Ye Qingran blinked, giving up the struggle outright.

What are you being modest about?

Just enjoy it!

A man this handsome, not using him for a kiss would be a waste of resources.

After the kiss, Ye Qingran's breath was a little ragged.

"Stupid, how come you don't know how to breathe?"

Ye Qingran glared at him, "Is your technique the only thing that's good?"

Fu Hanxiu curled his lips in a smile, "I learned this without a teacher."

His slender arm hooked around her waist, which was less than a hand's breadth, and their bodies pressed tightly together.

One wore black, the other wore white as snow; Ye Qingran in Fu Hanxiu's arms looked especially petite.

Ye Qingran's red lips glimmered brightly, her seductive eyes like silk, causing Fu Hanxiu's gaze to grow increasingly deep.

"If you keep looking at me like that, I can't guarantee what I'll do."

He leaned close to her ear and said.

His voice, like a bass speaker, was low, sexy, and tinged with abstinence.

Unbelievable!

Ye Qingran's delicate body trembled, feeling her legs a bit weak.

"That's enough, this is the Academy; being seen by students would be inappropriate!"

Ye Qingran nudged him.

Fu Hanxiu still didn't let go of her, his gaze fixed on her, gently gesturing.

"I heard you were assigned to lead Renxu 108 Class?"

Hearing Fu Hanxiu say that, Ye Qingran's smile at the corner of her mouth carried a hint of chill, "Did the news spread that fast?"

"Can you guess who did it?"

"Besides Ling Xueyao, who else could it be?"

"Do you need me to handle her for you?"

Fu Hanxiu smiled faintly, a flash of murderous intent flickering and vanishing in his starry eyes.

"No need at all," Ye Qingran refused, "Why use a butcher's knife to kill a chicken?"

"What are you planning to do?"

"Of course I'll face the challenge head‑on! I love tackling high difficulty the most!"

Ye Qingran raised an eyebrow and smiled, her features radiating a soaring spirit.

Fu Hanxiu's large hand pinched her cheek, "I've heard Renxu 108 Class is not easy to lead."

Ye Qingran lifted her chin, reached out, and lifted Fu Hanxiu's chin, "I've even handled the Emperor Sovereign at the peak of the Hunt, why be afraid of a few youngsters?"

Fu Hanxiu's sword‑shaped eyebrows lifted.

"Hmm, you already dealt with the Emperor Sovereign at the peak of the Hunt."

As he said, his gaze suddenly deepened, his voice turning eerily hoarse, "Then, my little fairy, when will you... handle me?"

Uh...

Ye Qingran's back stiffened.

"Little fairy?"

"What kind of divine title is that?"

"And..."

"Handle him?"

"Is it the 'handle' she understood?"

"If so, Emperor Sovereign, aren't you being a bit lewd?"

Ye Qingran bit her lip, "Then, it depends on your performance."

Having said that, Fu Hanxiu leaned down and gave her a deep kiss again.

The next day, when Ye Qingran arrived at the Academy, she became the focus of everyone.

"Is this the new Special Grade Instructor at our Academy?"

"Is she the one going to be the Class Instructor for Renxu 108 Class?"

"My god, such a beautiful female instructor teaching that Demon Class? Isn't that a waste of talent?"

Passing disciples and even instructors pointed at Ye Qingran, murmuring among themselves.

Obviously, the entire Academy now knows she has been assigned to lead Renxu 108 Class.

Facing the strange gazes of the crowd, Ye Qingran didn't take it to heart.

Renxu 108 Class has its own separate courtyard.

The courtyard is small, secluded, prized for its tranquility, far from the hustle.

After Ye Qingran entered, many people crowded at the courtyard gate, craning their necks, curious about what treatment she would receive on her first day leading the class.

The courtyard gate faced the classroom; outside the classroom sat a sixteen‑ or seventeen‑year‑old girl on the steps, carefully fiddling with something in her hands.

When she approached, Ye Qingran saw that the girl was holding a Cloth Doll.

The girl was dressing up the Cloth Doll.

Hearing someone approach, the girl lifted her head.

She seemed a little surprised by Ye Qingran's arrival, froze for a moment, then suddenly gave a sly smile, "Ah, finally another one who isn't afraid of death has come."

After speaking, she lowered her head and continued to fidget with the Cloth Doll in her hand.

Even though she only lifted her head briefly, Ye Qingran saw her appearance clearly.

Loli appearance, loli outfit.

Very beautiful, skin like jade, like an exquisite Fabric Doll.

However, the brighter her smile, the colder her eyes.

"Hello, I'm the new Class Instructor for your class, my name is Ye Qingran."

Ye Qingran said.

The loli disciple ignored her.

Ye Qingran didn't mind, and instead fixed her gaze on the Fabric Doll.

"Do you like delicate cute things?"

Saying that, Ye Qingran sat down beside the loli disciple.

The loli gave her no response, not even a reaction.

Ye Qingran raised an eyebrow and reached out to snatch the Fabric Doll from her hand.

The loli finally reacted, lifted her head, her eyes as if chilled by ice.

"Give it back to me!"

She stared at Ye Qingran with a fixed gaze, murderous intent gathering in her eyes.

Ye Qingran shook the Fabric Doll in her hand, "Won't return it."

"As a Class Instructor, stealing a student's thing—don't you think that's excessive?"

The loli asked in a deep voice.

"You still know I'm your Class Instructor?"

Ye Qingran smiled at her.

The loli's complexion grew darker, and without a word she attacked Ye Qingran.

Her strength was great, startling Ye Qingran.

Each of her moves was fierce and merciless.

However, she was ultimately no match for Ye Qingran.

"Tsk, such taste, truly disappointing!"

After repelling the loli, Ye Qingran examined the Fabric Doll, feeling a wave of disappointment.

"What did you say?"

The loli clenched her fist, grinding her teeth.

Ye Qingran curled her lips in a smile, "Sister will show you a trick."

"What?"

The loli was startled.

She said she would show her a trick?

Doesn't she find such behavior hard to accept?

Just like the previous Instructors, they thought she was neglecting her duties, only playing with lifeless Fabric Dolls, a weirdo.

"Tools and Materials, give them to me."

Ye Qingran returned to the Stone Steps and sat down.

She was dressed very cleanly, yet paid no attention to trifles, sitting down in a carefree manner.

"What are you still standing there doing?"

The loli knit her eyebrows, unable for a moment to understand this new Class Instructor.

Is she truly unique, or is she doing this on purpose?

Nevertheless, she handed over the Materials and Tools she used to dress the Fabric Doll.

"If you dare damage my doll, I won't let you get away with it!"

The loli warned loudly.

Ye Qingran took it, gave a faint smile, and said nothing.

She gave the Fabric Doll a brief appraisal, and after observing the loli's preferences, a thought formed in her mind.

While dressing the Fabric Doll, Ye Qingran suddenly laughed and shook her head.

Who doesn't have a little girl living in their heart?