A Teacher Not to Be Trifled With

Mike was always very serious in French class, his eyes fixated on the teacher. In contrast to his behavior in other classes, he never talked to Song Yi, never read comic books, nor did he flirt with the girl in front of him.

Whatever she taught, however, would go in one ear and out the other. All he could think about was how to get his hands on the pretty teacher, how he would press her against the lectern, ravaging her as he stripped off her underwear and taught her sex.

As he thought about it, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up into a lewd smile.

Normally, Tang Yu would be too immersed in her teaching to not care about him at all. Today, however, he was cut back and forth by a fierce and terrifying gaze countless times. Every time he reacted, Tang Ye had already moved her gaze away.

After class, Tang Ye walked over to Mike's desk with a cold expression and knocked on his desk.

"Follow here."