The anchor I was supposed to meet turned out to be my student.

"I'll go call a car."

As soon as I finished speaking, Bi Antong started walking down a path. I followed her and asked, "Are you going to walk back?"

Bi Antong still didn't respond to me, and just walked off down the street on her own.

When we reached that slightly deserted street, I couldn't hold back any longer and grabbed her hand from behind, saying, "I already apologized, isn't that enough? What more do you want from me?"

She's truly the most difficult girl I've ever met. She had just tacitly approved of some of my intimate little gestures, but one of my less-than-ideal physical reactions made her angry. Her expression was so unpredictable...

Bi Antong tried to shake off my hand, but couldn't. So she turned around and said to me with disappointment, "When you're with me, is that all you think about? Do you know how I feel?"

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Chapter 65, Question 120: Tongtong wants to wear matching couple pajamas~

If a man is constantly thinking about erotic things when he's with a woman, does that mean he really likes her? More likely, he's just lusting after her body... That's actually what many people think.

In fact, we don't rule out the possibility that men are so fond of women that they can't help but want physical intimacy with them all the time. However, considering women's nature and the influence of their environment, they are more likely to interpret these behaviors as men being more interested in their bodies than in their interesting personalities. Therefore, women in relationships often ask their boyfriends whether they prefer their looks or their inner qualities. This often puts men in a difficult position, forcing them to give ambiguous answers with a strong survival instinct: they like both. Choosing their inner qualities would make the woman doubt their looks, while choosing their looks would make her think the man is only after their body...

Although I never explicitly expressed my feelings for Bi Antong, she could definitely sense that I liked her, and she liked me too. Once it reached that level, she would think that my behavior of only lusting after her body was superficial and frivolous. No wonder she not only didn't stop me from being a little handsy in the movie theater but also condoned it. She just wanted to satisfy some of my desires, but she didn't expect that I would not only be unsatisfied but also have ulterior motives, which led to a physical reaction... (This is Bi Antong's opinion; in fact, I didn't have ulterior motives that caused those negative reactions.)

Not all girls are like Bi Antong, hoping that boys like them purely because of their looks. Perhaps the prettier a girl is, the less she wants the person she likes to be attracted to her because of her appearance. So it's no wonder that Bi Antong was angry.

After the analysis, things started to clear up for me. My expression turned serious as I said to Bi Antong, "Tongtong, do you know how many points you'd give your looks?"

Bi Antong, who had been keeping a cold expression, suddenly froze and said somewhat shyly, "Why did you suddenly bring this up? You're not answering my question!"

I smiled and shook my head, continuing, "I believe you're not completely unaware of your own appearance. You're a very beautiful girl, so beautiful that men of all ages, from 0 to over, can't help but take a second look at you. And how could I resist the urge to behave myself when we were so close just now?"

I don't know if this counts as a veiled compliment on her looks, but judging from her increasingly rosy complexion, she must have been very happy to hear such words.

Bi Antong quickly realized what was happening and immediately turned cold, saying, "You're just making excuses for your filthy and shallow thoughts! It's just watching a movie, yet you... humph!"

"But it's all because of your own charm. Isn't being pretty part of your strengths?" I said honestly.

"You're just being flirtatious! You say that to every girl you meet!"

Bi Antong isn't my girlfriend, so I didn't need to explain so much to her. But for some reason, I just didn't want to leave her with the impression that I was a smooth talker who could fool girls. In fact, I didn't have that ability anyway. So I said, "Yes, I admit that I can openly admit that a pretty girl is pretty, but that's just polite talk. Whether she's pretty or not is none of my business. I only sincerely compliment people I care about... And you can't deny that when I'm with you, I only care about your appearance. Many of your excellent qualities are very attractive. You try your best to share the family's burdens and take on everything. You have a strong learning ability. You also have many adorable traits, such as your reserved personality. When you encounter difficult problems in your homework, you can't help but bite your nails. When you're angry, you'll buy two ice cream cones and lick them alternately..."

"Stop talking, stop talking!" Bi Antong said shyly, reaching out to cover my mouth as I recounted my many stories.

But I stopped her hand and continued, "I'm not finished yet. I have to say something else: when you're taking in the laundry, you're too lazy to grab the clothesline, so you jump up to take the clothes down, but because you don't jump high enough, you can't reach them and you jump up and down in a panic..."

"I forgive you, isn't that enough?!" Bi Antong suddenly shouted.

At this moment, she felt as if she had been stripped naked, and all her quirks had been exposed by me, making her feel ashamed and her face turn as red as an apple. But she didn't know that these were the things I found cute, very real, not the perfect and unattainable goddesses on the internet.

Since she admitted to forgiving me, I kept quiet and waited for her next reaction.

Bi Antong lowered her head, seemingly lost in thought; perhaps she was temporarily withdrawn...

We stood silently on the deserted street. It was already past nine o'clock at night, and the weather was starting to get colder. I wasn't wearing a coat this time, so I could feel a chill when the wind blew. So I said to Bi Antong, "Let's go back first. It's getting cold. Don't catch a cold."

“I forgive you, but you have to promise me one thing,” Bi Antong suddenly said.

"What should be done?"

Bi Antong turned her head to look at the ground, feeling somewhat embarrassed to speak.

"From now on, you can't... ...

Holy crap, I never have!

"And you're absolutely forbidden from having any funny ideas when you're with me. I need to keep a close eye on you down there..."

No, that's not my responsibility; it has its own ideas...

"Do you understand?" Bi Antong looked at me with a flushed face.

"But Tongtong... you may not understand our male body parts. Not all parts can be controlled..." I said weakly.

"Stop making excuses. Which organ in your body can't be controlled?"

You're really too young, but it's understandable, you haven't experienced it firsthand...

I had no choice but to agree to her strange and unreasonable request, and we walked towards the taxi stand. But suddenly my hand was touched by something cold. I looked down and saw that Bi Antong's little hand had grabbed one of my fingers...

It seems you took advantage of me without my permission.

I glanced at her expression; she seemed completely unconcerned. So I smiled and took her soft little hand in return. Her body stiffened slightly, but she didn't say anything, which seemed to suit her perfectly. She seemed to prefer these warm and intimate gestures.

After getting into the taxi, we quickly returned to the apartment. Usually, Bi Antong would go to take a shower first, but today she insisted that I go first, saying that because of the incident at the movie theater earlier, she was worried that I would do something bad while smelling the fragrance left by her after her shower and imagining her taking a shower.

All I want to say is that she's overthinking things; this level of understanding isn't enough to pique my interest.

Just as I was about to go into the bathroom, Bi Antong suddenly brought me a tattered set of clothes. I took it blankly, unfolded it, and found that it was my gangster boss Squirtle's onesie pajamas, while Bi Antong's was a smaller size.

Isn't this just a couple's pajama set? Hua Xinning just bought me a dinosaur pajama set, and I've been keeping it in my closet without any intention of wearing it.

"Don't get me wrong, the sales assistant just gave me a larger size after I bought this one, and since I couldn't fit into it, I gave it to you as a favor..."

Chapter 66, Section 121: The Daughter Was Wrong

I don't believe you for a second. Do you think supermarkets give you two pounds free when you buy one pound of cabbage, or one free when you buy couple's pajamas? So you were dawdling when you paid because you secretly went and bought two more couple's pajamas, which is why you came out with two bags.

Although Bi Antong and I aren't a couple, I don't mind wearing matching pajamas with him. It's just that this Squirtle onesie looks so ridiculous and childish...

"Forget it, even with the air conditioning on, it's still pretty hot wearing this..."

Bi Antong snorted coldly and said, "You want to wear that dinosaur pajama that Xin Ning picked out for you, right? I don't know what's so good about it, it's hideous..."

See, see, you've been exposed! You have two attitudes, one in front of people and one behind their backs. You act all ingratiating in front of Xin Ning, but behind her back you're all disdainful. And this is in front of me, your older brother!

"Xin Ning's choice was alright, not as bad as you said..."

Bi Antong glared at me and said firmly, "Anyway, you can't wear what she chose, you can only wear what I chose!"

"But I'm not used to sleeping in these onesie pajamas, I just wear a casual T-shirt..."

Just when I thought I had successfully made an excuse, Bi Antong went back to her room and brought out a light pink silk button-down nightgown. It was obviously a matching pair with the low-cut silk slip dress she had brought earlier. I didn't expect her to have a backup plan!

"This one should be fine, right..." Bi Antong seemed to have everything under her control.

Helpless, I could only take the pajamas and concede defeat, saying, "You really are a master strategist..."

"I, I didn't! This was a gift. I couldn't wear the men's size, so I gave it to you as a favor..." Bi Antong said in a panic and fled back to her bedroom.

After I finished showering, I returned to the bedroom. It was Bi Antong's turn to shower. Twenty minutes later, Bi Antong entered the bedroom wearing her new pajamas. I couldn't help but take another look. The pajamas were strapless, low-cut, and showed off her chest. The skirt reached her knees, and she looked stunning.

I said, "You're only twenty years old, is it really okay to dress so maturely and sexily?"

Noticing my gaze, Bi Antong turned slightly away and put on a bathrobe to prevent me from seeing her alluring parts. But when she sat down on the bed, the scent of her freshly showered body wafted over me. How could I, a grown man, continue to quietly look at the students' career plans on my phone?

"Are you up to no good again?!" Bi Antong suddenly said.

I quickly shook my head and said, "No, I was thinking about something... By the way, what about your career plan? Why aren't you handing it in? Did you think you could skip handing in assignments just because you know me?"

I quickly changed the subject, pretending to be angry as I looked at her and turned the tables on her.

Bi Antong gave me a charmingly disdainful look and said nothing.

I suddenly remembered that I did tell her that it was okay not to pay...

I coughed lightly, then asked seriously, "Is this girl named Xu Lehan in your class?"

Bi Antong was memorizing business terminology when I interrupted him, and he nodded impatiently.

"Her career plan this time is obviously just a mess to fool me. Many of her teachers have also told me that she skips classes frequently. Do you know what she's been busy with?"

"How would I know? I guess she's dating someone else."

"Dating is normal, but it shouldn't have such a big impact on your studies..."

Bi Antong rolled her eyes at me and said, "You didn't even give her the chance to start dating before the end of last semester. She was in the throes of new love, how could she possibly focus on studying... But speaking of her, she looks a bit like Xin Ning, especially their features..."

"It's normal for them to look alike, it's not strange... I need to find time to talk to her tomorrow, otherwise it would be a loss if she failed a course before graduation."

Perhaps it was an educator's instinct, but I couldn't help but say to Bi Antong, "You should also be careful. Although university is a relatively free place, you should still prioritize your studies and not let dating interfere with your life, understand?"

Bi Antong seemed unable to bear my nagging any longer and slammed the vocabulary book shut.

"I'm studying right now, and you're the one bothering me... Besides, who am I supposed to date?!"

So fierce...

I always feel like she has me completely under her thumb, but I can't find any legitimate reason to punish her... Oh right, I suddenly remembered the time Bi Antong messed up for me at Starbucks today. I remember secretly vowing to teach her a lesson tonight.

"Don't look at your book yet, let's settle the bill at Starbucks today. You were pretty impressive and dashing back then..."

Upon hearing that I was going to settle scores later, Bi Antong's little face began to panic. She reopened her vocabulary book and buried her face in it.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Back then, you actually misled them into misunderstanding me, making me spend so much effort to explain things away. Do you think I'll let you off so easily?"

"What, what are you going to do?" Feeling outnumbered and outmatched, Bi Antong looked at me with some unease.

"You don't need to go out later, right?"

"So what..."

Bi Antong didn't understand what I meant at first, but the next second when she saw me reach out to grab her, she knew what I was going to do: I was going to spank her! Didn't she say this morning that if she was going to spank someone, it shouldn't be before she left the house? Well, now couldn't be more perfect.

Bi Antong tried to get out of bed to escape my clutches, but she was no match for me and was eventually grabbed and pinned to my lap.

"Let me go!"

"Let me teach him a lesson first!"

Without saying a word, I slapped it down with my big hand. It felt so familiar, the silk pajamas felt so nice to the touch!

"Ah! No!"

I slapped him again, and said fiercely, "I'll show you how cool you were this afternoon. I'll beat you until you're begging for your daddy!"

"You perverted bastard, let me go!"

Bi Antong showed no sign of begging for mercy, so I switched hands and slapped him down again.

"Waaah, stop hitting me, it'll hurt..."