Chapter 428, Mistakes in the Classroom

Ling's worries seemed to have dissipated a little, and she raised her head and looked at Zhuo.

Zhuo didn't know why he saw a cute element in her. Perhaps it was the moving element that Ling had just mentioned. He deliberately kissed her lips without any warning.

Ling blinked frequently, and his face was filled with surprise for a moment.

She didn't resist at all. Although there was some worry on her face for some unknown reason, she looked very happy overall.

When Zhuo leaned over to hug her, her body lost its strength, as if to indicate that Zhuo could do whatever he wanted.

Zhuo gently held someone's lips, carefully and slowly prying open the closed cherry lips, and Ling did not protest, but accepted him frankly.

Recently, Zero has gradually taken the initiative to accept Zhuo and respond in the same way - or rather, Zero seems to like kissing more than he expected, and the positivity of her response cannot be seen at all from her expressionless appearance.

Zhuo swallowed the faint sound that Ling wanted to utter as if he was possessive, and at the same time he was delighted that Ling, whose face was fine, body was stiff, but movements were very active, accepted the wolf.

Zhuo was not used to such kisses. Frankly speaking, the overflowing heat almost made him lose control. However, he had once been too impatient and scared Ling when he stayed overnight in the hot spring, so he kissed deeply and gently as possible.

"Just stop here...otherwise it will be troublesome..."

After Ling tentatively pushed Zhuo away, he looked at him nervously, as if he was worried that such an action would disappoint Zhuo. However, he still cooperated with the strength of Zhuo's embrace and allowed Zhuo to peck his lips lightly again and again.

Whenever this happened, Ling would become very passive. His body would stiffen much faster than Zhuo could approach him. His deep blue eyes, which Zhuo loved to see, would be filled with starlight, and his voice would unconsciously become thin.

"…Just kiss for a while longer, don't touch other places, otherwise…"

Hearing Ling's unnecessary muttering, Zhuo blocked her mouth again, preventing her from saying the rest, and savored her sweet lips. Ling also looked helpless, but still responded actively.

……

"...Utsunomiya-san...Utsunomiya-san...Utsunomiya..."

"Utsunomiya Shuo!!!"

“…There will really be trouble.”

The man's voice became clearer and clearer in my ears. It sounded a little old, and contained some anger that was about to burst out.

Both parties parted their lips silently at the same time. After a moment, Ling adjusted his disordered breathing while reluctantly completing the words he had not finished before.

Zhuo suppressed the shame caused by the kiss and didn't want it to explode. He turned his head stiffly and looked at the math teacher blowing his beard in the direction of the podium. He knew that he must have become the focus of the classroom, and everyone's eyes must be focused on the two of them. After regaining his senses and realizing what kind of environment he was in, not his home as he used to think, Zhuo showed a bitter smile.

"You should have said it earlier."

"Sourness."

Ling did not argue, but just raised her cheek slightly to let Zhuo see her lips which were even wetter than before, indicating whether she didn't want to say anything or not, but Zhuo didn't even give her a chance to speak.

……

After the two of them drank two cups of tea with Teacher Hejian in the office, Zhuo and Ling walked back home together - should they be thankful or complain? Teacher Hejian did not seem to blame them for their behavior in the classroom. To be precise, he did not say a word of blame. He just glanced at them with a sigh on his face, then walked to the smoking room alone and lit a cigarette.

After dinner at home.

When Zhuo finished his shower and returned to the living room, Ling, who had finished his shower earlier, was also sitting on the sofa.

She had already changed into pajamas, and today she was wearing the black stuffed cat costume she had bought earlier. Zhuo also had a set of stuffed cat pajamas that were not considered emotional attire, and they were white, but he didn't expect Ling to wear them today, so he still wore ordinary pajamas.

Even if Ling usually wears braids, he will tie the hair on his back loosely under his ears. With a hood on, he looks like a small animal taking a rest. He looks very young and adorable, which is in line with his physical features.

In the past, she wore short-sleeved pajamas that exposed a lot of skin when she went to sleep. Although she also wore a nightgown once in the hot spring as if to deliberately test Zhuo's rationality. But this time, it seems that she no longer dares to test Zhuo, and wears this set of clothes that looks very reassuring.

Although Zhuo really wanted to test her again, considering the night, he decided to skip the matter.

"…It fits you very well. It's very much your style."

"What means."

"They are very petite and fluffy, and they are also very cute. Some of their personalities are very similar..."

Although the real ecology of cats is not like this, in terms of impression, cats are small, soft, light, cute and always vigilant creatures, which is suitable for Zero who is actually quite vigilant.

She raised her cheek and looked at Zhuo, and found that his hair was still wet, so she stood up and picked up the hair dryer.

Zhuo consciously sat on the edge of the sofa near the socket, and Ling wordlessly went around to the back to help him blow dry his hair.

Amid the noise of the blower, Ling's voice seemed faint, but it was loud enough for Zhuo to hear.

"I understand how you see me... Even if you want me to help you blow dry your hair, you should remember to simply wipe it with a towel before coming out."

"it is good."

Ling pinched Zhuo's hair and gave him instructions, not caring about Zhuo's deliberate behavior. Zhuo also thought that he was very childish, but he couldn't change this habit.

It's hard to tell when it started, but when she came to her senses, Ling had become accustomed to taking care of these tiny trivial matters in life that had nothing to do with her, a female hero who could stir up bloody storms in the world with just a little movement.

I remember a few days ago when Ling came home late because of preparing for Zhuo's birthday, Zhuo received a text message from Ling before he even walked out of the izakaya after work, telling him to come home late today and reminding him of many things, such as where the food and drinks were, remember to put away the clothes, etc... Zhuo was a little dazed when he saw the text message at that time, because he could no longer tell whether it was from his lover or his wife who he had been married to for many years.

After blowing his hair, Zhuo took Ling to the bedroom.

Although the two of them had slept together in Zhuo's bedroom for a long time, and even Ling had spent the night here first, she still seemed a little nervous, and the hand that Zhuo was holding tightened a little.

Noticing Ling's nervousness, Zhuo smiled and stroked her palms with his fingers to make her relax, then he took her hand and led her to the bed.

(End of this chapter)