The five fingers gradually moved upwards, and they were about to reach an indescribable part. When I intercepted her hand, I was about to laugh angrily.

"Do you know what you are doing?"

She looked at me at a loss and wanted to withdraw her hand: "I, I just..."

"Sexually bribing a disabled person? You can figure it out." I threw my hand back to her and said coldly, "I don't want to waste any more time. Please leave my office before I call the security."

Yan Ying was like a pale statue, maintaining a posture and froze there for a long time without moving.

When I was thinking about whether I really wanted to call the security guard, there was a knock on the door, and then, the office door, which was not closed, was slowly opened for the most part under the push of force.

Yan Ying and I both looked over at the same time. The people outside the door maintained their knocking posture and looked inside the door in astonishment. "Sorry, I didn't know there were people inside." He said sorry, but had no intention of avoiding it, Shang Muxiao leaned against the door frame, looking at Yan Ying and I with interest, as if watching an ethics drama.

With a third person present, no matter how bold Yan Ying was, it was impossible for him to continue bribing without burden, so he stood up and hurried out the door. When passing in front of Shang Muxiao, he didn't even dare to look at him.

"I can't see that you are so popular." After Yan Ying left, Shang Muxiao entered the office and closed the door with his backhand, "I received a call from the teaching assistant, saying that you have something to do with me. What, is there something wrong with your car? ?"

Finally getting rid of Yan Ying's entanglement, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, squeezed the hand sanitizer on the second base table, rubbed my hands and said, "Don't go out and talk about what happened just now. I'm looking for you and my car has nothing to do with it. your credits."

Shang Muxiao didn't know where he came from now, his clothes were wrinkled and messed up, and stained like red wine stains, his face was full of tiredness, as if he hadn't slept all night.

"My credits?" He slumped down on the sofa for the reception of guests, without me saying hello at all, he was too familiar with it, "What's wrong with my credits?"

I controlled the wheelchair and came to him slowly, and said, "Because you didn't hand in your homework last week, and you missed class twice, I'll figure it out, you need to get more than 90 percent in the final exam to avoid failure. Failed. This is basically impossible."

He rubbed his forehead, closed his eyes and asked, "How do you know that I will fail the test?"

The faint smell of alcohol coming from the nose further confirmed my guess. He must have just had an all-night binge, and he's still hungover.

Before turning to the water dispenser, I poured a cup of warm water from a disposable water cup, gently placed it on the coffee table, and pushed it towards Shang Muxiao.

"Because no one has ever been able to get more than 90 points from me." In other words, his subject is suspended according to the current trend.

When Shang Muxiao heard the words, he moved and slowly opened his eyes.

That feeling of being torn to shreds reappeared.

He stared at me for a while and asked, "So, what exactly did you call me here for?"

Putting my fingers together in front of me, I looked at him quietly and said, "If I really want to hang your class, I won't let you come. Do you want to hear about another possibility?"

Shang Muxiao put down his hand, frowned at me, and said nothing.

I clenched my fingers, still can't believe I would make such a decision. It's not like me. The "Great Demon King" in everyone's mouth is me, sitting here, as if it was another will from the universe.

"I don't do this kind of thing very much, but if it's you, I think I can give you another chance." After speaking in one breath, cut off the way back.

Shang Muxiao looked indifferent: "Give me a chance? Why? They said you would never show mercy."

"You are different."

Shang Muxiao was stunned when he heard the words, but did not respond immediately, but swept across my lower body in a meaningful way. The sight clearly had no weight, but it strangely made me feel the "stinging" on my skin.

I frowned, just as I was about to ask him what he was looking at, he retracted his frivolous gaze and said with a smile, "Do you always use this trick? I don't see how you can still think about these things. Although I never set limits on the other half , but... no, I don't like my bedmate acting like a corpse in bed."

His words left me at a loss for a moment. This trick? These things? bed... mate?

Wait, he doesn't think...

I quickly realized that he might have misunderstood. He misunderstood that I was implying that he was giving something in exchange for this extra "one chance" with me. Even, he may have misunderstood me and Yan Ying.

I was dumbfounded for a while, not even sure which would be more irritating to be misunderstood by Shang Muxiao as a misbehaving professor or as a "dead corpse on the bed" humiliatingly described by him.

I just... want him to hand in two essay assignments for me.

"Okay, I still have something to do. You can go and play with someone else. You can either fail the exam or fire me. I don't care." into the bucket, then got up and left.

"I'm not……"

I wanted to explain, trying to grab him by the sleeve as he passed me.

This is a bad decision.

He had no intention of showing mercy at all. The moment his fingertips touched his body, he grabbed my wrist bone, so strong that I had the illusion that my bones were about to be crushed by him.

"I don't know what's good or bad." The corners of his lips were still slightly curved, but they would never be mistaken for a smile.

I don't know how.

I never imagined that he would come to tell me this.

I endured the pain and gritted my teeth word by word: "Let go. You really misunderstood. I didn't mean that."

"Misunderstanding?" Shang Muxiao leaned down and looked straight at me with beast-like eyes, "But the way you look at me doesn't look like a misunderstanding."

The smell of wine, perfume, and sweat mixed into a strange fragrance, which rushed into the nose and swept the brain, making people feel stuffy in the chest and dizzy.

Not feeling well, I reached out and pushed him.