Su Nanzhi was expressionless: "Whether a teacher-student relationship is thrilling I wouldn't know, but it would definitely be thrilling to twist off Jiang Beiyu's head."
"Teacher Jiang, you should know, 'once a teacher, always a father,'" Su Nanzhi said diplomatically.
Jiang Beiyu got the hint and smiled meaningfully, "A father, huh... Who would have guessed you have such intense tastes?"
Su Nanzhi's face was numb: "..."
Jiang Beiyu was not a particularly serious or innocent person by nature; he stared at the young girl's expression for a long while, unable to detect a hint of shyness.
Jiang Beiyu: So was it that he wasn't flirtatious enough?
So why could those heavily filtered guys online hook a bunch of naive girls with just a "Hey, hubby"?
Jiang Beiyu felt incredibly wronged.
But he said, "Also, you teased me all night yesterday, it wouldn't be fair to just wake up this morning and burn bridges, right?"
