I Bind with NP System After Being Abandoned by the 1V1 System - Chapter 46
Shen Yi’s figure disappeared from the classroom doorway.
Jiang Zhi didn’t need to deliberate; she had no choice but to follow him. However, Meng Yun grabbed her arm, pressing close to stop her.
“No, you can’t go. He clearly has bad intentions. Jiejie, you’ve already thrown me away from him before!”
Meng Yun’s sudden plea, almost like a child’s, tugged at her heart for a brief moment.
“He can fail me in this course, can you save me from that?” she asked sadly.
“What I can do is make Jiejie c🔥m over and over,” he muttered under his breath, a smirk playing on his lips as if what he was offering was of greater value.
His words were like a bucket of cold water, instantly sobering her. She forcefully pulled her arm away, not wanting to waste another word on him.
As the last student left through the back door of the classroom, Meng Yun seized the opportunity to pin her against the wall. Both his hands gripped her buttocks, and she could feel his c🔥ck hardening as he pressed against her lower abdomen.
“Look, I’m so hard,” he whispered.
“Don’t you have class, you little troublemaker?!” Jiang Zhi glanced around in panic. If someone walked into the classroom now, the news of her and Meng Yun messing around in the classroom would spread across the whole campus by the afternoon.
“I do, but I can skip it. Jiejie is the one who’s more important.”
He said it with such audacity, and took this opportunity to rub his d🔥ck against her.
“Meng Yun, can you have some brains for once?” She was timid by nature and couldn’t bear the responsibility of him skipping his classes. “If I find out that you skipped class again, we’re done!”
Of course, this was just an empty threat, to scare the kid, she just wasn’t ready to lose his huge d🔥ck.
“Fine…”
He seemed to take her words seriously, his expression turning conflicted as his grip on her loosened.
Just as he was about make up his mind to let her go, his eyes caught a glimpse of something at the door, a pair of leather shoes and the hem of a suit pants.
It seemed like someone had been reluctant to leave.
“Then Jiejie, just help me a bit…one touch, that’s all, and I’ll let you go!”
Pulling out all the stops to plead with her, he was sure she wouldn’t refuse.
“Just one!” she relented, afraid of losing track of time. She quickly reached down and gave him a few hasty squeezes through his pants.
“Ah… Jiejie, be gentle, that hurts,” he groaned, his breathing becoming ragged, loud enough for the person outside to hear.
“Let go of me already. Is this ever going to end?” she urged him.
“Alright, Jiejie, but think of me,” he said, stealing one last kiss before finally reluctantly letting her go. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched as the shoes outside the door disappeared.
Finally breaking free from Meng Yun’s grasp, Jiang Zhi rushed out, but by the time she reached the corridor, Shen Yi was already gone.
She sprinted up several flights of stairs, gasping for breath as she reached his office door, just in time to see him unlocking it.
She felt she should say something, if only to maintain a professional teacher-student relationship.
But at that moment, she couldn’t see him as just a teacher, so she kept her head down and followed him inside.
Once they were in the office, he sat down at his desk, his eyes fixed on the computer screen, completely ignoring her as she stood awkwardly in the middle of the room.
“Professor Shen,” she finally spoke, unable to bear the silence any longer. “Why did you call me here?”
“Your assignment was unacceptable. Redo it.”
He set down his black and gold pen and adjusted his glasses on his nose. If it weren’t for his usual cold demeanor with students, she might have thought the issue was her fault.
“What was wrong with it?” she asked.
“It seems you’re too busy with all the men in your life to focus on your studies. You turn in this garbage to fool me, and then ask what’s wrong with it? Maybe you should ask yourself that.”
His words left her fuming, anger bubbling up in her chest.
“Fine,” she spat out through gritted teeth. “I’ll redo it right now and make sure that Professor Shen will be satisfied with it this time.”
“You’ll do it here,” he replied, making it clear he wasn’t about to let her leave.
“I have another class in the afternoon!”
“You have six hours before then—that’s plenty of time.”
“I need to look up information!”
“You can use my laptop.”
“I…”
She wanted to protest, but couldn’t come up with a valid reason.
“Fine, I’ll do it here. Anyway, I don’t care. I just believe that Professor Shen has an impeccable moral character and will definitely guide me to a perfect score,” she retorted sarcastically.
She reached for his laptop, planning to take it to the small sofa by the window to put as much distance between them as possible.
“Wait a second.”
He raised his hand to stop her, but didn’t actually touch her.
He opened a nearby drawer and pulled out a bottle of alcohol spray, placing it in front of her. “Before you touch anything of mine, wipe those hands of yours that just now were on another man. I find it disgusting.”
Not only were his words offensive, but he also sprayed the corner of the desk, which she had just touched… multiple times.
She was too furious to laugh. The moment she grabbed the bottle of alcohol spray, she didn’t spray it on her hands—instead, her gaze zeroed in between his legs..
“How funny. Professor Shen, if you’re such a germaphobe, I should remind you that before we had s🔥x, I also had s🔥x with other men. Maybe you should wash your own d🔥ck first?”
Not bothering with the spray, she directly unscrewed the cap and dumped the entire bottle on his lap.
“Ah…”
The cold liquid soaked through his clothes instantly, making him shiver.
She tossed the bottle aside and turned around to leave, but the next second, she found herself pressed against the door by him from behind.
“Jiang Zhi, you’re really something.”
“Not as much as you, Professor Shen. Aren’t you the one who finds me dirty? Why are you pulling my pants down then?”
It was only after she said this that he realized what he was doing; his hands had been subconsciously tugging at the waistband of her pants, trying to pull them down for some reason.