Chapter 377: Flender, Yu Xiaogang, all of you get the hell out!
Chapter 377: Flender, Yu Xiaogang, all of you get the hell out!
Liu Erlong felt like dying all over again.
Not only did it return, but it came back with double the force, like a sudden counterattack.
She cursed herself in her heart.
She had kissed him, so she had kissed him.
Why was she so proactive?
Why was it so deep?
Why was she so impatient?
You are Liu Erlong! Where is your reserve? Where is your dignity? Where is your role as a teacher?
All gone.
Everything vanished into thin air in that kiss.
"I have a question."
A cold, crisp voice rang out unexpectedly.
It was Zhu Zhuqing who spoke.
She had been silent the whole time.
From the moment she entered until now, she hadn’t said a word, so silent that everyone had almost forgotten she was there.
But those who knew Zhu Zhuqing understood that her silence never meant she had no opinion.
On the contrary, her silence often meant she was observing.
Just like now.
Her observation skills were always the sharpest.
Her deep eyes looked straight at Liu Erlong.
She said in a flat tone, "There are many ways to express excitement."
"You can shout and scream, you can laugh and cry."
"You can even grab your benefactor’s hand and say a bunch of thankful words."
Every time she listed a "normal" way of showing excitement, Liu Erlong’s face grew redder.
"Why... was it kissing A-Qing?"
Zhu Zhuqing’s gaze didn’t waver in the slightest, meeting Liu Erlong’s eyes directly.
"Usually, this kind of behavior is only done to someone close, right? The very close kind."
The final blow she landed was precise, fatal, and merciless.
"..."
The air froze once again.
Zhu Zhuqing’s words were like a scalpel, precisely dissecting the point that everyone was deliberately avoiding.
The point that everyone saw, but everyone pretended not to see.
A quick kiss would have been one thing.
But kissing so intently, so soul-stirringly, and so deeply—what was that supposed to mean?
That wasn’t an ordinary kiss of excitement; it was clearly one filled with feelings.
The "I totally get it" expression on Ning Rongrong’s face froze completely.
Dugu Yan’s mocking expression of watching the fun faded away.
She wiped the smirk from her lips and silently scooted half a body’s width to the side.
Just kidding, Zhu Zhuqing’s output was too fierce; she didn’t want to get caught in the splash damage.
Xiao Wu’s eyes... became even deeper.
If her gaze had been two deep pools just a moment ago, now they were two abysses.
"So, Teacher Erlong."
Zhu Zhuqing’s voice remained cold and crisp, like stating a mathematical theorem, every word precise and devoid of emotion.
"Did you really kiss Lin Qingmo just because you were too excited?"
"This way of expressing excitement is indeed very unique."
When she said this, her expression remained calm, and she didn’t even move an eyebrow.
But this expressionless statement was more fatal than any interrogation.
Liu Erlong felt as if her heart had been stabbed.
"I..."
With everything out in the open, Ning Rongrong stopped trying to smooth things over and immediately landed the second blow.
"That’s right, Teacher Erlong. Being that excited is no longer just an ordinary expression of gratitude, right? The state you were in just now—"
She paused, her smile becoming increasingly brilliant—so brilliant that it made one’s skin crawl.
"How should I put it? It felt like you were very into the kiss."
"You didn’t even hear us pushing the door open, which was quite loud. That level of focus is truly worthy of a Spirit Douluo."
Dugu Yan clicked her tongue from the side and landed the third blow: "Rongrong is right, I was stunned at the door. Teacher Erlong, that posture of yours—"
"Stop it, stop it, stop it!"
Liu Erlong suddenly covered her face, bending over so far that her forehead almost hit her knees.
She currently wished she could roll herself into a ball, then roll out of Heaven Dou City, roll out of the Heaven Dou Empire, and roll all the way to the Extreme North to find an ice hole and bury herself.
It would be best to stay buried for eight or ten years, and only come out after everyone had forgotten about this incident.
"I... I was really just too excited..."
Her voice came out muffled through her fingers, with a hint of a sob: "You have to believe me... I really... I was just..."
"Just what?"
Ning Rongrong blinked, her face wearing an expression of innocence.
But what flickered in her eyes was clearly the gleam of a little devil.
"..."
Liu Erlong couldn’t say it.
Just what?
Was it that her head got hot for a moment, and she felt this kid looked pleasing no matter how she looked at him?
Was it that some indescribable emotion surged up, her reason went offline, and her instincts took over her body?
Was she an old, pathetic, infatuated woman?
Damn it, she couldn’t even explain what it was herself!
She only knew that in that instant, looking at Lin Qingmo’s face, she couldn’t help but want to pounce on him, get closer to him, and do something in the most direct way possible.
And then her mouth moved a step faster than her brain.
No, to be precise, there was absolutely nothing in her brain at that moment.
A complete blank.
It was entirely animalistic behavior following the instinct of treating an attractive member of the opposite sex.
The more Liu Erlong thought about it, the more desperate she became.
She, a Spirit Douluo-level powerhouse, a teacher, a godmother, had actually kissed Lin Qingmo in front of Xiao Wu!
And it was the kind with negative distance!
If this got out, how would she, Liu Erlong, ever show her face in the Spirit Master’s world again?
No, forget the Spirit Master’s world; her image in her own mind had already completely collapsed.
The dignity of a teacher she had worked so hard to build for decades had been wiped out in an instant.
"I have one more question."
Another voice rang out.
This time, it was Dugu Yan who spoke.
She rested her chin in her hand with the attitude of a scholar doing research: "Teacher Erlong, you just said you kissed Lin Qingmo because you were too excited about your Breakthrough, right?"
"Mm-hmm!"
Liu Erlong nodded frantically, as if grabbing a life-saving straw.
"Alright then."
Dugu Yan smiled slightly; her smile carried the implication of a conspiracy about to succeed.
"Then let me ask from another angle. If the person who helped you with your Breakthrough wasn’t Lin Qingmo, but someone else?"
She extended her index finger and drew a circle in the air.
"For example, Teacher Erlong’s old friend Flender?"
"?"
Liu Erlong’s body stiffened suddenly.
She subconsciously constructed that image in her mind.
Flender’s shrewd, profiteer face leaning in, showing an expression of tearful gratitude, and then closing his eyes and puckering his lips.
Ugh!
Liu Erlong almost actually threw up.
Her stomach churned violently, and her complexion turned from bright red to iron grey at a visible speed.
"You... stop talking..."
"Then let’s switch to another one."
Dugu Yan was relentless, her interest even higher: "Yu Xiaogang?"
Boom!
This name struck Liu Erlong’s head like a bolt of lightning.
Her expression instantly cracked.
A genuine, visible breakdown.
If Yu Xiaogang appeared in front of her now.
Forget about kissing; she could directly summon her Martial Soul True Body and hit him with a blast of Red Dragon True Fire.
One blast of Red Dragon True Fire might not even be enough to vent her hatred.
"Enough!"
Liu Erlong slammed the table, making a loud "bang" sound.
The teacup on the table jumped up, and the lid clattered.
"How is that possible! How could I possibly kiss that scumbag! Stop talking nonsense!"
Her face was red enough to smoke, half from shame and half from anger.
(End of Chapter)
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