Intermission: Madam Wu (2)
My name is Han, but you may call me Master now…." She smiled back, but it then turned into a burst of laughter as she stumbled back onto the desk. "I'm just fucking with you… call me Han, for fucks sake. I don't care. I may be teaching you, but I still feel we're equal."
"Okay, Han. Then, shall we get a room?" I smiled, taking her hand in mine and reaching across the desk to grab two hair ties that Lu Bu kept around for his extremely long hair.
Especially when it was wet, that bundle of fibers and messy twigs just went everywhere, so a few hair ties weren't uncommon for him to wear.
As I tied my hair back in a loose ponytail and she tied her hair back in a better and much neater ponytail, she squeezed my hand harder.
"You're one crazy bastard… okay then. Lead the way,"
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I woke up the next morning, my back aching and my thighs cramping just as I attempted to climb out of bed.