Time Travel: My Comfortable Life After Going to the Countryside

Liu Xiangyang closed the door.

Zhao Xiaoman stood beside the podium, looking at him, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat.

Moonlight streamed in through the windows, falling on rows of desks and casting a hazy glow over the entire classroom, gilding the podium, blackboard, and desks with a silvery-white hue.

Liu Xiangyang walked over and hugged her. Zhao Xiaoman smiled slightly and leaned into his arms.

Liu Xiangyang lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Xiaoman, I'm about to begin."

Zhao Xiaoman didn't say anything, but leaned back even closer to him.

Liu Xiangyang slid down from her waist, lifted her skirt, and brushed against her thigh, raising goosebumps on her skin.

Zhao Xiaoman gave a soft hum, her hand gripping the edge of the podium: "Xiangyang..."

Liu Xiangyang sniffed her neck, then held her tightly with both hands in front of him: "Call me 'good brother'."

Zhao Xiaoman's face flushed red, and she turned around to glare at him.

"you……"

Liu Xiangyang looked at her.

"Um?"

Zhao Xiaoman's heart raced under his gaze, and she whispered:

"Good brother."

Liu Xiangyang smiled and leaned down to kiss her neck.

"Good girl."

He didn't stop; her skirt was lifted up, and the moonlight shone on her, making her skin glow.

Zhao Xiaoman leaned on the podium, her face buried in her arms, biting her lip.

"Honey, you're in such a hurry, look."

Zhao Xiaoman quickly closed her eyes, rested her face on her arm, and dared not look at him: "Xiangyang, please stop talking."

Seeing her anxious expression, Liu Xiangyang stopped teasing her: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore."

"Ouch!" The podium tilted forward, but thankfully she managed to steady it. "Xiangyang, be careful, the podium is about to fall over!"

"It's okay, I'm holding it, the table won't fall over," Liu Xiangyang said, panting.

After the podium swayed for a while, he saw that she was sweating profusely. He calmed down, wiped her sweat, and asked smugly, "Xiaoman, are you alright?"

Zhao Xiaoman turned around and retorted forcefully, "Xiangyang, shouldn't it be, 'Are you alright?'"

Liu Xiangyang scooped her up and carried her to the seats below, where Liu Xiangyang sat down on a stool.

"Let's see how long you can hold out."

"Hmph, I'm not going to admit defeat anyway."

Moonlight streamed through the window, falling on the two of them. Liu Xiangyang looked at her, his eyes bright: "Is this alright?"

Zhao Xiaoman blushed and nodded.

Liu Xiangyang smiled, leaned over and kissed her: "Now it's your turn."

Zhao Xiaoman was stunned: "What did you say?"

Liu Xiangyang looked at her, a smile in his eyes: "You said it yourself, you want me to love you, now you do it yourself."

Zhao Xiaoman turned around and glared at him, her face full of anxiety: "You...you bullied me."

"Yeah, I'm going to bully you today. Didn't you just ask me if I could handle it?"

Zhao Xiaoman nestled in his arms, closed her eyes to rest for a while, and said, "Good brother, can I admit my mistake?"

Liu Xiangyang hugged her tighter, found her luscious red lips and kissed them until she couldn't breathe before letting go, but still looked at her teasingly without saying a word.

Zhao Xiaoman glared at him, but in the end, she gave in to his wishes.

"Xiaoman, you're such a good girl."

Zhao Xiaoman blushed and held onto the desk in front of her to keep from falling: "You're just being mischievous."

The moonlight shone on her, and beautiful singing voices drifted from her nostrils.

After a while, Zhao Xiaoman closed her eyes and helped him rest.

"Xiangyang, I... I have no strength left."

Liu Xiangyang picked her up and stood up: "Thank you for your hard work. Now it's my turn."

The two went to the window, where the bright moonlight shone on them. Zhao Xiaoman turned to look at him and said, "Xiangyang, I'm almost home."

Liu Xiangyang hugged her and whispered in her ear, "Call me 'brother' and I'll help you."

Zhao Xiaoman bit her lip and whispered, "Good brother."

"good."

after a long time,

Liu Xiangyang pulled her into his arms and let her lean against his chest. Zhao Xiaoman was panting, her face was flushed, and beads of sweat hung on her eyelashes. She looked like she had just been pulled out of the river.

After a long while, Zhao Xiaoman whispered, "Xiangyang."

"Um."

"Did you...do that on purpose just now?"

Liu Xiangyang looked down at her; the moonlight shone on her face, making it rosy. His eyes held a hint of reproach as he kissed her on the cheek. "Yes, I did it on purpose."

Zhao Xiaoman lightly punched his chest: "You big bad guy."

Liu Xiangyang took her hand and kissed it: "Do you like it?"

Zhao Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, her face turning even redder. She buried her face in his chest and said in a muffled voice, "I like it."

Liu Xiangyang laughed a few times, hugged her tighter, lowered his head, gently brushed aside the stray hairs on her neck that were damp with sweat, and pressed his lips to hers, taking the dampness into his mouth.

Zhao Xiaoman trembled slightly and shrank closer to him.

"itch……"

Liu Xiangyang didn't stop, and kissed him again: "Is it still itchy?"

Zhao Xiaoman gently pinched his waist: "Ouch, it tickles! Please stop!"

Liu Xiangyang smiled and dodged, then pulled her back: "Then I'll take you to even more exciting places in the future."

Zhao Xiaoman looked up at him, her eyes bright: "Where?"

Liu Xiangyang leaned close to her ear and whispered a few words. Zhao Xiaoman's face flushed red, and she reached out to hit him: "Liu Xiangyang! How dare you go..."

Liu Xiangyang smiled and took her hand: "What, you're scared? You were shouting so loudly just now."

Zhao Xiaoman glared at him, hesitated for a long time, and finally blurted out, "Hmph~, who's afraid? Fine, I'll go!"

Liu Xiangyang smiled: "Then it's settled."

Zhao Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, then realized what he meant and punched him again: "You...you tricked me!"

Moonlight streamed in through the window, falling on the two of them: Zhao Xiaoman, tired from massaging him, leaned back into his arms.

"Towards the sun."

"Um."

"That was just right."

"You're not bad either."

By the time the two recovered, it was already past nine o'clock. They were both covered in sweat and needed to wipe themselves off when they got back. After putting the podium and desks that they had messed up back in their original positions, the two returned to their dormitory.

Lin Xue looked at Zhao Xiaoman's sweat-dampened hair: "Xiaoman, where did you go to do some strenuous exercise?"

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