She had just picked up her bag when someone with sharp eyes said, "Everyone, I have something to do. I'll get going."
Then, he chased after her.
He left a group of resentful girls behind.
Yi Chao walked to a secluded place and looked around. She was so fast that he couldn't even spot her anymore.
Suddenly, a hand reached out from behind him. Yi Chao grabbed it, and the two of them hid in the gap. Their eyes met, and their bodies were pressed against each other.
It was not hot, but in just a short while, both of them could not help but sweat a little.
"Checking on the masked man?"
Yi Juncheng caressed Sheng Yang's face. "My Yangyang is so smart."
"Then how did you end up in my class?"
Yi Juncheng smiled. "Because your new teacher happens to be Academician Zhao."
Sheng Yang frowned. "Is the masked man related to Academician Zhao?"
"Somewhat."
"Then promise me you won't touch Academician Zhao."
