Miss Shen ran away after finishing her meal, which angered her short-lived uncle to the point of res

Chapter 135 Reading Lines

Shen Feiwan said, "No."

Bo Junxing's eyes darkened. "You're just saying that. How about I give you a massage?"

As he spoke, he began to gently knead Shen Feiwan's shoulders with his large hands.

Shen Feiwan knew what he meant. "Save my breath. I don't want to take birth control pills."

"I just went to the supermarket and bought a set."

Shen Feiwan: "Why are you so lecherous?"

"Surprised? I learned it from you, Teacher Shen~"

Bo Junxing lowered his head, and the two faces were so close that they could feel each other's breath.

An ambiguous atmosphere permeated the air, as if it were about to burst into flames at any moment.

Shen Feiwan was convinced; this guy was up to his old tricks again. She chuckled and struck a pose of lying down, "Then let's see what you can do."

Upon hearing these words, Bo Junxing knew that Shen Feiwan had tacitly approved of this 'game'.

His hand slowly slid down Shen Feiwan's shoulder, and in the process, he peeled off her sports top.

He began to massage her shoulders and neck inch by inch. Although his technique was stiff, it was just right. Each massage loosened up Shen Feiwan's tense muscles.

Shen Feiwan squinted her eyes comfortably and couldn't help but hum twice.

That sound was a signal to Bo Junxing.

Signals of downward intrusion.

He increased the pressure on his hand, and leaned close to Shen Feiwan's ear, "Teacher Shen, watch TV, read the lines, and teach the students. If you read them wrong, even if you are their teacher, you will still be punished."

This was the order he issued, delivered in a domineering yet captivating tone.

Although Shen Feiwan is not usually someone who easily obeys, she was exceptionally open-minded in this matter and willing to cooperate in this fun.

This is a food documentary, and this episode is about how to make meatballs.

Shen Feiwan looked at the TV screen and read aloud along with the narration on TV, "The method of making it... um... is very important. You must pay attention to the pressure when kneading. Too light or too heavy is not suitable, but if you press harder, the meatballs will be more elastic after they are formed."

“That’s right.” Bo Junxing continued with his work, agreeing, “A little more pressure makes it more elastic. Keep reading.”

His voice was deep, as if it came from the depths of his chest, with an irresistible magnetism.

"Hmm..." Shen Feiwan took a deep breath, trying to keep her voice steady, "Put them in boiling water, and they're ready when they float to the surface. Take a bite, and the juices will burst out."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt Bo Junxing's breathing suddenly become heavier, spraying onto her neck.

“That’s right, it really is splattering with juice.” With that, he picked up the remote control, pressed a button, and turned on the next episode.

The next episode will introduce Western cuisine.

Soon, a deep, resonant voice came from the television, "The classic French baguette is very hard."

At this point, Bo Junxing leaned close to Shen Feiwan's ear and said in a low voice, "I have some too, I don't know if you can handle it... Teacher Shen, do you have anything to say? Is it you teaching the students, or the students teaching you?"

Inside the room, the sounds of the television, Bo Junxing reciting his lines, and the increasingly rapid breathing of the two men mingled together, creating an ambiguous atmosphere that enveloped them like an invisible net.

Shen Feiwan swallowed hard and opened her mouth, "What do you think? Unless you're different from usual today."

Before Shen Feiwan could finish speaking, Bo Junxing gently bit her earlobe, causing her to tremble slightly.

His deep voice carried a hint of seduction, "Then you should really feel it, and see if today is different."

On the television, the narration continued, "Making a French baguette requires extremely high standards in flour selection and fermentation time control, which demands sufficient patience and superb skills."

His kisses slowly moved down her earlobe to her neck, as he whispered, "I have plenty of patience. As for technique, we'll have to explore that together. You have to... cooperate unconditionally."

"Ha..." Shen Feiwan was so aroused by his lewd words and actions that her whole body went weak. She tilted her head slightly as an invitation.