Chapter 67: An Expression of Affection from Tang Zhirou

The footsteps grew quicker and drew ever closer, causing Jiang Xiaofei to furrow his brow, his vigilance rising. After all, night had already fallen—what sort of person would be wandering the woods at this hour?

His gaze swept toward the small grove. Though darkness had settled, the moonlight allowed him to make out the faint outline of a figure. In his view, the silhouette was a bit plump, with hair falling to the shoulders—clearly a woman. In the moonlight, she formed a striking image, occasionally brushing her hair back as if weary from her walk.

As the figure approached, Jiang Xiaofei finally made out her features. At once, his caution vanished, and he exclaimed in surprise, "Director Tang? Why are you here? Weren’t you at the school? What brings you out here?"

Tang Zhirou paused to catch her breath before replying, "Sister Zhou said there’s something unclean in Fengtai Village and was worried, so she sent me to check on you all."

"Something unclean?" Jiang Xiaofei frowned. "Can you be more specific? What exactly?"

Tang Zhirou shook her head. "Sister Zhou didn’t say—just told me to warn you to be careful and not to touch anything you shouldn’t."

"Alright," Jiang Xiaofei nodded, not taking the warning too seriously. After all, the students were all adepts; even if something truly unclean appeared, they could handle it. And with both himself and Lan Lianshuang among them, even formidable demons or spirits would not be a threat.

Tang Zhirou said, "I’m exhausted from the walk today. If you don’t mind, I’ll rest in your tent for a while."

"What?" Jiang Xiaofei pretended not to hear.

Tang Zhirou repeated, "I said I’d like to sleep in your tent—do you mind?"

"Of course I mind."

Hearing this, Tang Zhirou pouted. "I came all this way for you, and this is how you treat your leader? Believe it or not, when we’re back at school, I’ll report you to Sister Zhou and have your salary docked for disrespecting your superior."

Jiang Xiaofei hurried to correct himself with a smile. "I don’t mind at all. Director Tang, please make yourself comfortable."

"That’s better. Then I’ll go in and get some rest," Tang Zhirou said, lifting the tent flap and entering. Jiang Xiaofei followed her inside.

The tent was spacious enough for at least three adults to sleep side by side.

Tang Zhirou sat down on the bedding and began to loosen her clothes. The sight made Jiang Xiaofei’s heart pound with agitation, and he hurried to stop her, "Director Tang, what are you doing?"

"The weather’s hot," she replied. "I want to sleep without my clothes. Besides, I’ve always slept in the nude. Of course, with you here, I’ll keep my underwear on."

"Director Tang, sleeping in your underwear is even more dangerous!"

Before he could finish, Tang Zhirou had already unbuttoned her shirt, revealing skin as fair as jade. Especially striking was the crimson lace beneath, making one wonder what it would feel like to touch her.

Just imagining it made Jiang Xiaofei’s face flush, his body reacting instinctively. Summer’s heat did nothing to quell the surge of hormones, and with Tang Zhirou’s voluptuous figure before him, he found it nearly impossible to restrain himself.

Noticing his reaction, Tang Zhirou laughed. "You’re like this just from me taking off my shirt. What if I remove my shorts, hmm?"

With that, she made as if to strip off her shorts.

"Director Tang, you’d better keep your clothes on, or you might catch a chill and fall ill," Jiang Xiaofei pleaded.

"I refuse. I want to see how men behave in front of women," she said defiantly, taking off her black shorts and revealing her full thighs, wrapped in sheer stockings.

This was simply a paradise for a stockings enthusiast.

Jiang Xiaofei could barely contain himself, his body ablaze. Desperate, he said, "Director Tang, cover yourself up or I won’t be able to restrain myself!"

Tang Zhirou burst out laughing. "Professor Jiang, to be honest, ever since I met you, I’ve been drawn to your masculinity. I truly like you. Tonight, I want to give myself to you, even if this love is doomed—I’m willing."

"No, Director Tang, you can’t do this," Jiang Xiaofei refused hastily. "I can’t betray my wife."

"Oh, come on. Life is short, seize happiness when you can," Tang Zhirou cooed, trailing her fingertips along her thigh and sending him a sultry glance.

Jiang Xiaofei found himself powerless to resist, even reciting calming mantras proved useless. It was as if Tang Zhirou exuded an irresistible allure that drew his very soul to her.

Enchanted, Jiang Xiaofei stumbled toward her, feeling her fiery tenderness and the intoxicating fragrance of her skin as he drew near.

"Come, let’s enjoy ourselves," Tang Zhirou said, grabbing his collar with the strength of a warrior, her eyes filled with affection.

The jolt brought Jiang Xiaofei back to his senses. "No, I can’t betray my wife. Director Tang, I must go," he said, pulling himself away.

Tang Zhirou was startled, then grew angry. "Jiang Xiaofei, get back here! Are you even a man?"

"Of course I am, but I have my principles," he replied, turning back.

She was left speechless for a moment, then said, "But you can’t stop me from liking you."

"Suit yourself," Jiang Xiaofei shrugged indifferently.

Just then, a voice called from outside, "Professor Jiang, are you in there?"

At the sound, Jiang Xiaofei’s heart leapt in panic, and Tang Zhirou hurried to dress. The voice was unmistakable—it was Lan Lianshuang.

Seeing that Tang Zhirou had finished dressing, Jiang Xiaofei coughed and replied, "Getting dressed, just a moment!"

"Then I’ll come in," Lan Lianshuang’s voice said from outside. She lifted the tent flap, a plump white pillow in her arms. When she spotted a woman under the covers, she exclaimed, "Professor Jiang, you’re hiding a woman in your tent!"

Jiang Xiaofei’s face changed as he scrambled to explain, "You’ve misunderstood. This is Director Tang—she’s just resting."

"Director Tang?" Lan Lianshuang sounded doubtful.

To prove it, Jiang Xiaofei lifted the covers. "Look, who else could it be if not Director Tang?"

Lan Lianshuang peered inside and saw Tang Zhirou, eyes closed, seemingly fast asleep.

She nodded slightly and whispered, "Wasn’t Director Tang at the school? Why is she here in Fengtai Village?"

Jiang Xiaofei quickly explained the situation.

After listening, Lan Lianshuang nodded. "I see. Then let Director Tang rest. I won’t disturb you."

Jiang Xiaofei frowned slightly. "By the way, why did you bring a pillow here?"

Lan Lianshuang shifted the pillow behind her, looking shy. "There are two female students sleeping in my tent—it’s a bit cramped. I thought I’d come sleep with you, Professor Jiang. But since Director Tang is resting here, I won’t trouble you."

She turned to leave, lifting the tent flap.

Jiang Xiaofei quickly said, "Since you’re here, stay. It’s not crowded at all."

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