287 You Have Legs, Right?

For some reason, it was Emma who felt embarrassed when her classmates flocked in front of Marlowe's hut and watched the sexy teacher chopping woods.

Gosh ... this is awkward, she thought.

"Ahem ..." Emma cleared her throat to get Marlowe's attention. Did this man really not see a bunch of girls gathered in front of his hut? He treated them like they were non-existent.

Marlowe looked up and stared at the group with indifferent eyes.

"What are you doing there?" he asked. His eyes were fixed on Emma's.

"We're doing the school tour, accompanied by two seniors." Emma had to explain. "We just happen to pass by this place on our way back."