8 Just That Little Thing

"D*mn, why are you gawking at me!" The fierce man cursed as he walked in Yang Ming's direction. Although he was not close to Yang Ming yet, he still had goosebumps from Yang Ming's gaze

"I'm staring at you. Do you have a problem with that?" answered Yang Ming immediately in response to the fierce man's holler.

As Yang Ming had his x-ray vision ability, he could see the fierce man but the fierce man could not see him. When the fierce man got closer, he realized that the man he was yelling at was Yang Ming. He became scared and submissive, saying, "Hey, Brother Yang. Since it's you, it's fine. You can look freely. I don't have any objections…"

The fierce man thought, Who dares to provoke Yang Ming? If anything goes wrong, I would die from being beaten.

Yang Ming didn't think much as he patted the fierce man's shoulder and said, "It's ok. I just wanted to tell you this. Don't wear such provocative underwear. Keep a low profile..."

The fierce man was surprised as he looked at Yang Ming's retreating figure. How did he know that I had such a disposition?

Yang Ming quickly walked toward the faculty building. He remembered Zhao Ying was still waiting for him in her office. Why is Zhao Ying looking for me? Yang Ming pondered as he walked. Could it be that she be interested in me and wants to date me?

Yang Ming almost drooled when he gauged that Zhao Ying's body was more developed than Chen Mengyan's. Can I peek at Zhao Ying's body? He quickly rejected that thought.

Yang Ming had become accustomed to entering without first knocking on the door. When he reached the office door, he walked right in. Zhao Ying was playing QQ Landlords on her computer. Her face flushed as she was embarrassed to be playing an online game in her office as a teacher. She said angrily, "Yang Ming, why can't you knock on the door before coming in!"

"You wouldn't be afraid of a ghost knocking at your door if you did nothing wrong, Young Teacher Zhao. Are you doing some shameful deed?" Yang Ming smiled and asked indifferently. [1]

"So, does that mean you're a ghost?" Zhao Ying caught onto the flaw in Yang Ming's words and looked at Yang Ming with a flirtatious smile.

How could Yang Ming be the type of person to dig his own grave? He immediately replied, "I am talking about not being afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. Besides, I didn't even knock on the door."

Zhao Ying fumed, Why talk about a ghost knocking on the door when you didn't even do so!? She then asked, "What do you mean by that?"

"It was just a casual comment. It didn't mean anything. Your imagination is too powerful like this Lenovo computer!" said Yang Ming as he pointed at the computer on the table.

"....." Zhao Ying was completely speechless. What kind of student is this! Luckily there weren't any other teachers in the office. If not, it would be embarrassing.

"Okay, I'm done with the casual talk. Young Teacher Zhao, what do you need from me?" Yang Ming tried not to glance at Zhao Ying's chest as he spoke. He could not ensure that he would not be tempted to use his x-ray ability.

Zhao Ying was greatly agitated because he had just stolen her words. She was going to ask Yang Ming "Do you know why I'm looking for you!?" but Yang Ming beat her to it.

"You don't have anything to confess?" asked Zhao Ying, acting on her previous thought.

"Me? What should I say? That's right. Young Teacher Zhao, I thought that I would be better off wearing contact lenses so I put them on. I considered asking for your help, but I have already done it myself because your job is pretty demanding!" Yang Ming started to bull****.

"Yeah? Then how do you copy others' answers without glasses!?" spoke Zhao Ying as she sneered.

"Young Teacher Zhao, what are you talking about? Copying others' answers?" Yang Ming played dumb. You didn't catch me during the exam. How could you know that I copied? Are you trying to accuse me?

Zhao Ying didn't answer but placed a stack of exam papers on the office table. She picked up the top two papers and tossed them over to Yang Ming. She scornfully said, "See for yourself. Is there anything to explain?"

When Yang Ming picked up the exam paper, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat! They were his and Zhang Bing's exam papers. He was so busy copying that he forgot to make some changes. Therefore, the two exam papers showed the same mistakes and looked identical!

"Don't tell me that this is just a coincidence," Zhao Ying said.

"Uh… Actually, this is… There are many strange things in this world. Any similarity is purely coincidental," retorted Yang Ming with a hollow laugh.

Coincidence my a**! seethed Zhao Ying.

However, Yang Ming was looking at Zhao Ying's neck that was flushed red with anger. Looking further down, all he saw was curves. As he peeped through the slightly open collar, he saw the looming breasts...

Should I use my x-ray ability? It will be fine for just a while! A voice spoke to him. No way - you can't do such a shameful act. She is your teacher!

Another voice spoke to him. What teacher? She is just three years older than you. Take advantage of the opportunity. Don't fool yourself - you have nothing to lose if you see it.

Yang Ming looked at the buxom chest. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva. She was obviously tempting him. A man and woman alone in one room - isn't Zhao Ying afraid of being raped by me?

No way - I can't control myself any longer! Yang Ming gritted his teeth and looked away. It looks like I will need to change my bed sheets tonight!

Zhao Ying also noticed Yang Ming's fiery eyes. Although she was older than Yang Ming, she had a young girl's EQ. At first, she thought that if she enforced the appropriate teacher-student relationship, he wouldn't dare to have any improper thoughts. However, when she saw his lustful eyes, she didn't know what to do.

"Hmph!" Zhao Ying stood up uncomfortably. She tugged at her collar and said, "Yang Ming, look at all the things that you've done - skip classes, fight, cheat in exams... What else is there - flirt with female classmates?"

At this moment, Zhao Ying couldn't help but blush. Could his gaze just now be considered flirting?

Yang Ming was defiant. Since junior high school, he had been thick-skinned so why would he now be afraid of a teacher who was just three years older than him?

"Flirting is nothing!" whispered Yang Ming softly. He had just flirted with Chen Mengyan and gotten slapped by her.