117, Teacher, aren't you putting me on the spot?_1

Late at night, twelve o'clock.

After preparing the courseware needed for the next day, Feng Ziheng stood up and left the study.

Coming out after a shower, he found that Chu Liangxia's bedroom door was not tightly closed, and a faint light was spilling from the crack.

After a moment's thought, Feng Ziheng walked straight to her bedroom and pushed the door open.

"Not asleep yet?"

No sooner had he spoken than Feng Ziheng looked up and suddenly froze.

The room was lit with a warm light; the diffused, soft radiance highlighted everything in the room, and Feng Ziheng's gaze fell almost instantly on the figure in front of the wardrobe.

What came into view was Chu Liangxia changing her clothes, her back facing the wardrobe, and though he only saw her partial silhouette, yet...

In just one glance, he saw everything without missing a single detail.

Her exquisite figure, enticing contours, delicate skin.

"Ah—"