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"I'm not a Kamen Rider." Li Muzhi finally felt back to reality. He reached out to lift the quilt, but halfway through, he suddenly covered it back again: "I'll be down in a minute."
Seeing his movements, Cangchuan Qingshui narrowed his eyes and said with interest: "Hey, you didn't wet the bed, did you?"
"Don't talk nonsense, your pants are not worn properly." Li Muzhi shrugged.
Cangchuan Qingshui didn't investigate further. He glanced over here a few times, smiled, turned around and left.
Looking at his aunt's perfect back curve from behind and hearing the sound of her walking away on the wooden floor, Li Muzhi's face turned red and he quickly got up and found new underwear in the closet.
Arriving at school, Fujiwara Akane took the initiative to greet him and lowered her voice: "My sister will be here soon."
Chapter 167 Humiliation
"Is Fujiwara Ryoko here?" Li Mu was stunned, and last night's dream involuntarily emerged in his mind. Perhaps influenced by the hotel incident that night, this cold beauty always gave him the impression of being badly bullied.
Maybe it was because my senior was away for too long that I had that dream last night.
"What's wrong with you?" Fujiwara Akane frowned and asked when she saw his strange expression, "Don't forget our agreement. You'd better find a chance to contact my sister."
"I know." Li Muzhi nodded and walked past her because yesterday's dream made him flustered.
Not to mention contact, I and Fujiwara Ryoko have already had in-depth communication in the physical sense.
Now I don’t know how to face this girl who looks 80% like Fujiwara Ryoko. For some reason I have a strange feeling that I have NT her.
The classmates nearby saw this scene and instantly felt bad. This guy hooked up with senior Yuzuru Hanayamain, and now the transfer student can't escape his clutches either.
The bell for class rang soon, and a beautiful figure walked through the corridor, pushed the door and came to the podium.
Her black hair was neatly tied into an exquisite hairstyle at the back of her head. She wore frameless glasses, an exquisite silver pendant on her ear, and a fitted black teacher's uniform. She did not have the perfect S-shaped figure like Aokawa Shimizu, but her proportions were very well-proportioned, and her long, beautiful legs were wrapped in the same ultra-thin black stockings.
Her whole body exudes exquisiteness, and Fujiwara Ryoko's beauty lies in every detail of her body.
The appearance of this cold beauty instantly quieted the noisy classroom. Everyone looked towards the podium. In addition to being shocked by the head teacher's appearance, the most important thing was that they were frightened by her cold temperament. Many students lowered their heads involuntarily and dared not look up.
After Fujiwara Ryoko walked into the classroom, she glanced at the students below. After seeing her sister Fujiwara Akane, she paused for a moment, and immediately saw Li Muzhi sitting in the corner. Her body paused for a moment, but soon returned to normal and continued to walk to the podium: "My name is Fujiwara Ryoko, and I will be your homeroom teacher in the next year."
Even when introducing himself, his voice was very cold. His serious expression and strong aura made the students below lower their heads and dare not speak.
Li Muzhi glanced at Fujiwara Akane. After her sister came to the classroom, there was an obvious gleam in the eyes of this young lady. This expression of admiration was really not like a normal sister looking at her sister.
He was too familiar with this kind of look with a hint of admiration, and there was no need to ask whether she had abnormal feelings for her sister.
Fujiwara Ryoko's first class was Chinese. Li Muzhi originally thought that she had simply gotten in through connections, but it was obvious that this doctor of medicine did have real talent and knowledge.
Although her voice was cold and emotionless, she explained the knowledge points very clearly. Many students around her began to come to their senses and focus on their studies. With a beautiful teacher teaching them, they studied more seriously.
Li Muzhi also had to admit that she was a good and competent teacher, a PhD from the University of Tokyo, and a truly terrifying academic master.
"That's all for today's class." As the bell rang, Fujiwara Ryoko closed her textbook and said, "I need a boy to help me. Is there anyone willing?"
Although he was asking a question, his eyes were fixed on Li Muzhi.
The other boys were very willing to help the beautiful teacher, but they were intimidated by her cold temperament and did not dare to speak. For a while, the classroom was silent.
"Let me do it." Li Muzhi stood up on his own initiative. Her eyes made it very clear that she was just looking for a reason to ask him alone.
Seeing him stand up, the other boys showed regretful expressions, hating themselves for hesitating just now and missing the opportunity to talk to the goddess. Most people are like this, they will hesitate when faced with a choice and regret it afterwards.
Fujiwara Akane nodded with some appreciation in her eyes. In her eyes, Li Muzhi was approaching her sister according to her request.
Fujiwara Ryoko glanced at him, turned around and left the classroom in her high heels.
The two of them looked like an ordinary teacher and student, Fujiwara Ryoko walked in front and Li Muzhi followed behind. Along the way, this intellectual and cold beauty attracted people's attention.
Automatically make way for her.
Li Muzhi followed behind her and looked at Fujiwara Ryoko from behind. Her figure was indeed not as curvy as her aunt's, but her intellectual beauty and asexual temperament had a unique charm.
Fujiwara Ryoko took him to the equipment room behind the school gymnasium, where some desks and other miscellaneous items were piled up, and usually no one came in.
After the two of them walked into the grocery room, Fujiwara Ryoko closed the door, and the room instantly became a secret room with only two people in it.
"Why are you here?" Fujiwara Ryoko frowned and her voice was still cold. Her tense appearance formed a sharp contrast with the clutter around her.
"I've always been here. This is just a coincidence." Li Muzhi shrugged and looked at the curves of her figure under the uniform. Although it was not prominent, the proportions were also very good. Last night's dream involuntarily emerged in his mind. He shook his head. It turned out that he had been away from his senior sister for too long and had too much energy with nowhere to vent.
"Yeah." Fujiwara Ryoko nodded. This kind of thing really couldn't be faked: "Alright, it will make it easier to implement the plan."
"Who is your target? You can tell me now." Li Muzhi raised his eyes.
"Her name is Aokawa Kiyomizu, you should have heard of this name." The name spoken by Fujiwara Ryoko was exactly what he expected, and it also broke his last bit of luck.
Li Muzhi narrowed his eyes. He was prepared and didn't show much surprise. "What do you want me to do?"
Fujiwara Ryoko's face was cold, and her voice was cruel and ruthless: "I want you to pursue her and make her fall."
"I understand." Li Muzhi nodded. This kind of desperate woman is very dangerous. If his aunt was an ordinary person, she might be able to succeed.
It's easy to guess what she's thinking. Since she can't get it now, she'll destroy it first and then get it later.
Why does this strange plot have an inexplicable sense of familiarity? I always feel like I have seen it often in some strange works of art.
Unfortunately, she had chosen the wrong partner from the beginning. He glanced at her body again, took a step forward, stretched out his hand, and placed it on her slender waist.
First break down her psychological defenses so you can better control her.
Fujiwara Ryoko shuddered all over, with a hint of disgust in her eyes, but she concealed it well and did not push his hand away.
Li Muzhi's hand also moved from her slender waist, along her uniform, all the way down, and placed on her ultra-thin black stockings. He touched them and found that the high-end stockings felt really different. He pointed to a desk next to him and said, "Lie on it."
Chapter 168 Stockholm Syndrome
Even though she tried her best to endure it, Fujiwara Ryoko's face was still very ugly. As the eldest daughter of the Fujiwara family, she has always been disdainful of men.
Now being humiliated by a man so much younger than her, even though she was prepared to give up everything, her expression was indescribably ugly.
She clenched her teeth and forced herself to resist the urge to slap the man in front of her.
"Are you going to reject me?" Li Muzhi leaned close to her ear, one hand already on the inside of her thigh, moving up along the high-end transparent black stockings.
Thinking that her target was my aunt, I couldn't help but want to bully her severely.
Fujiwara Ryoko didn't say anything, her face was distorted with anger, but she didn't resist and walked to the dusty desk in her high heels.
After hesitating for a few seconds, he still didn't move forward.
He pressed the front half of his body down, supported his hands on the edge of the table, stared at the wall in front of him, and said nothing.
Li Muzhi didn't expect that she would endure to this extent, and put his hands on her one-piece skirt.
Because this type of skirt is narrow and cannot be turned up, I reached out and pulled the zipper on the side down.
"I'm going to the classroom and office later." Fujiwara Ryoko's tone was still cold, as if the body was not hers.
"Really?" Li Muzhi stopped what he was doing, put one hand around her waist, and with a little force, turned her over.
Fujiwara Ryoko obviously didn't expect him to be so strong and didn't react.
Li Muzhi did not give her time to react and directly pushed her down, making her squat in front of him.
He held Fujiwara Ryoko's head with both hands and inserted his fingers into her braided hair.
Soon, the silver earring on her ear, which looked obviously very expensive, began to swing back and forth rhythmically on her beautiful ear.
Li Muzhi looked down at her extremely angry face. The frameless glasses matched the temperament of this cold beauty very well, adding a bit of intellectual beauty to her.
Paired with this teacher's uniform, her image perfectly matches the image of a cold, sacred and inviolable female teacher in our imagination.
The two stayed in this room full of junk for about half an hour.
Fujiwara Ryoko took the wet tissue he handed over with a cold face, took off her glasses, wiped them clean and put them back on.
Li Muzhi took a glance at her. He thought that due to her proud personality, she would drop her glasses after what happened just now, but he didn't expect that she could put them on as if nothing had happened.
It seemed that she no longer cared about anything except her goal.
He picked out a relatively clean desk in the warehouse, moved it and followed Fujiwara Ryoko.
"Since the target is Teacher Cangchuan Qingshui, how much do you know about her?" Li Muzhi easily lifted the desk with one hand and followed her half a body length behind her.
So from other people's perspective, the two are just ordinary teachers and students.
"I don't know." Fujiwara Ryoko shook her head, as if she didn't want to elaborate on this topic: "I need you to interact with her as a student, and I will provide you with any help."
Li Muzhi narrowed his eyes. This Fujiwara Ryoko was definitely hiding something from him.
Or maybe she has her own real backup plan. It is obvious that I am just her insurance, otherwise she wouldn't be so casual.
The two of them quickly arrived at the bottom of the teaching building. Li Muzhi took a look at the desk in his hand, which was covered with dust because it had been piled in the utility room for a long time.
"Let me clean it for you."
After saying that, without waiting for her to speak, he moved directly to a row of faucets downstairs and started cleaning.
The office is very heavy for ordinary people, but Li Muzhi holds it in his hand like a plastic toy. He picks up a rag from the side and quickly wipes the office clean again, tightening the loose screws.
After he looked around, the originally old office seemed a lot tidier.
Fujiwara Ryoko said nothing at all, and no one knew if she used her status to get connections. Her office was a small single room, while my aunt sat in a large office.
After putting the desk away, he clapped his hands and said, "That's it. If you have anything else, come to me."
After saying that, he turned and walked towards the door. Just as he walked out of the office door, he suddenly heard Fujiwara Ryoko's voice behind him: "Thank you."
Li Muzhi paused for a moment, and he clearly heard that this thank you was not just a courtesy, and she really expressed her gratitude. However, he did not stop and walked out of the office directly.
It would be more appropriate to describe the relationship between the two as enemies who exploit each other.
If the first time it was her body that was hurt, then the second time was to completely crush her dignity to the ground.
In this situation, given her arrogant and indifferent personality, it was obviously abnormal that she would thank me for doing a trivial thing for her.
This reminded him of a word, Goddard syndrome. The huge blow he had dealt to her body and dignity had reached a critical point.
Instead, Fujiwara Ryoko would thank herself for a tiny little noise.
"Student Li." Fujiwara Akane's voice came from the side, interrupting his thoughts.
She stood outside the classroom with her hands behind her back, looking like a lady, and looked at this side with a smile.
"Um... Is there something wrong?" Li Muzhi put aside his previous thoughts and said, "I think I'm in class now."
Fujiwara Akane was also stunned for a moment. Why is the focus on the class time? You don’t seem to be a good student. But she reacted immediately and didn’t dwell on this topic.