It wasn't an apple that hit Newton.

But... I really want to see it!

So, with this conflicted and reluctant feeling, she pretended to stand at the entrance of 205 looking at the scenery.

But Lavoisier never expected that things would develop in a way that was far beyond her expectations. It seemed that Li Cheng was arguing with a male student in the classroom.

Through simple analysis, she quickly deduced the general situation, but... judging from the expression of the green algae-colored girl, it seemed to be related to the other party?

Lavoisier immediately became alert.

It's worth noting that her initial acquaintance with Li Cheng also began with a request for help!

Having made up his mind, Lavoisier stepped forward and asked, "Excuse me, could you tell me your name?"

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Classroom 206.

After reprimanding the students in the front row, Li Cheng's lesson proceeded exceptionally smoothly.

Choosing to teach as a substitute was just a spur-of-the-moment decision; he wanted to try out this method of punishment. But since he was already there, he still had to work.

The two classes passed quickly, and it was noon.

After class, no one came up to ask any more questions, so Li Cheng packed up his things and headed straight for the office Lavoisier had mentioned.

However, whether Lavoisier had calculated his arrival time or had been waiting for him all along, as soon as Li Cheng stretched out his hand to knock on the door, Lavoisier had already opened it and stood at the door to greet him.

"Welcome, Principal, for your guidance!"

Lavoisier stepped back two paces, put his hands behind his white coat, and looked at him with a smile.

?

Li Cheng's lips twitched, but he ignored it and walked into the office on his own, placing the textbooks and materials he was holding on the light wood desk.

Lavoisier didn't mind being ignored. She caught up with him from behind and asked, "Are you hungry?"

It was lunchtime, and Li Cheng felt his empty stomach; he was indeed hungry.

You know what, teaching is quite physically demanding, especially now that there are no loudspeakers. In such a big classroom, we have to shout the whole time. After two hours, I feel exhausted and my stomach is growling with hunger.

However, generally speaking, not that many students would attend his lectures; it's just that Lavoisier's lectures were so popular...

"A little."

So he suggested, "Shall we go to the school cafeteria?"

"No need, I have some leftovers."

Having received a definite answer, Lavoisier finally extended his hands, which had been hidden behind his back, and produced a container resembling a lunchbox, clearly indicating that he had come prepared.

She then placed the container on her desk and opened it. Inside were a piece of meat of an unidentifiable kind, a thick pea soup, a little less than a pound of oat bread, and a small amount of butter.

It has vegetables, meat, and bread; it's simple but nutritious.

Li Cheng was taken aback when he saw it: "There's only one. Where's yours?"

"Let's eat first and talk about it later."

Lavoisier eagerly picked up the spoon and shoved it into Li Cheng's hand. Then, he sat down on the stool next to the desk with great anticipation, cupped his face in his hands, and stared at Li Cheng without blinking.

Why are you so agitated when you didn't do it?

Li Cheng didn't dare say these words out loud. Instead, he scooped a spoonful of peas into his mouth—hmm, the soup was just the right thickness, and the peas were sweet, fragrant, and soft. He hadn't expected the chefs at Cambridge to be so skilled.

"Is it delicious?" Lavoisier asked with concern.

"Not bad," Li Cheng praised sincerely.

“Then…I want to eat it too,” Lavoisier replied.

She stared intently at Li Cheng as she spoke, her red eyes unblinking, and the hands cupping her face tightened slightly. Clearly, she was worried about being rejected.

Seeing this, Li Cheng glanced at the only iron spoon in his hand, thought for a moment, and finally stiffly scooped up half a spoonful of slightly juicy peas from the lunchbox.

"Ah~"

Lavoisier opened his lips in agreement, taking the spoon completely into his small mouth, then closed them tightly, tilted his head back, and swallowed the entire spoonful of peas, juice and all, without leaving a trace.

"Yes, it's really good."

Her face flushed slightly, but she still commented with feigned seriousness.

For those who enjoy it, saliva is not disgusting food at all; on the contrary, it is like adding the best seasoning, making even the most ordinary food delicious.

And more importantly, it tastes even better when it's fed by someone you love.

That's roughly what Lavoisier was like.

If she had some hesitation before, after Li Cheng ignored her for five consecutive days, she developed a desire to take the initiative and see how Li Cheng could just ignore her.

As for how to take the initiative?

Adjusting collars, dining together...

Lavoisier felt as if she had suddenly had a breakthrough, able to come up with many ways to be intimate, and just thinking about the scenarios of implementing these methods made her head spin, her face flush, and she felt a sense of joy.

"Want more?"

Seeing that she seemed to really like it, Li Cheng asked her.

Lavoisier touched his slightly flushed cheeks, but still resolutely said, "I want more."

So Li Cheng scooped up a slightly larger amount than before, and Lavoisier obediently opened his cherry-like mouth... Under this unknowingly spoonful-after-spoonful transport, the not-so-large amount of thick juice was soon all gone into Lavoisier's little belly.

However, after so many spoonfuls, Lavoisier still couldn't quite taste what the pea soup tasted like; her attention was completely elsewhere.

So in the end, Li Cheng was left with only half a pound of oat bread and that piece of meat that was inconvenient to feed. Although the amount was still barely enough for one person to be full, it was indeed a bit difficult to swallow without any broth.

"Excuse me."

Lavoisier realized this as well, and she clasped her hands together and sincerely apologized, "It was so delicious that I accidentally finished the whole pea soup."

"It's alright, there's still meat juice."

Li Cheng shook his head, then tore off a small piece of bread, preparing to dip it in the meat gravy and stuff it into his mouth.

"No, as punishment, I'll feed you."

Unexpectedly, Lavoisier snatched the breadsticks and immediately took control, moving the lunchbox and all in front of him.

Then she repeated Li Cheng's actions, reaching out to dip a piece of bread in the meat sauce and then presenting it to Li Cheng.

"..."

Looking at Lavoisier's seemingly serious expression as he punished him, and at the slender fingers extended in front of him, Li Cheng seemed to have mustered up a great deal of courage.

So he obediently opened his mouth and caught the small piece of oat bread.

Lavoisier smiled with satisfaction.

Luckily, there were only two people here, otherwise she would have felt really embarrassed.

bang-

However, at that moment, the office door was pushed open from the outside, and a girl with a green haircut walked in carrying a stack of documents, looking very tired.

"Sorry to bother you."

However, upon seeing the two people feeding each other inside, she quickly put down her documents, silently turned around and left, closing the door behind her.

Chapter 85 The Least Efficient Approach

My name is Jean Boyle.

She is an ordinary yet extraordinary female college student who aspires to become a great chemist who surpasses her father, and she has been studying hard for this goal—although she has not yet seen any results and is constantly ridiculed by her brother, which has made her discouraged at times.

Fortunately, Antoine-Laurent Lavoisier's experience gave me the courage to get back on my feet.

Professor Lavoisier is my idol. His appearance, temperament, knowledge, courage to persevere in adversity, and eventual success are exactly what I aspire to be.

However... all of this has shattered today.

Just two hours ago, my respected Professor Lavoisier showed me a side of himself I had never seen before: a side that was playful and affectionate with his boyfriend, and a side that was caring.

This is completely different from the independent, self-reliant, and strong woman I had in mind.

My dream was somewhat shattered, but as a blessing in disguise, Professor Lavoisier took the initiative to talk to me, and our relationship became much closer... After learning about my ideal, Professor Lavoisier even encouraged me and allowed me to ask her anything I didn't understand.

......

office

Earlier, Qiong was carrying a large stack of documents she had brought from the lab, looking very excited.

As soon as I entered the room, I was caught off guard by the feeding play between the two people in the office, and my brain even started to play out flashbacks.

"Sorry to bother you."

Eventually, Joan recovered. She placed the documents on her desk expressionlessly, then silently left the room, closing the door behind her—she felt she didn't even need lunch; she was full.

However, before Joan had taken two steps, a voice called out to her from behind.

"Wait a moment."

She turned around and saw Lavoisier hurrying out of the classroom.

So Joan stopped and asked, puzzled, "Professor Lavoisier, is there anything else?"

Lavoisier felt a little embarrassed when she heard her ask that question... She had been so engrossed in feeding play with Li Cheng that she had completely forgotten about asking Joan to help her move documents and that she had gone to pack lunch herself. As a result, Joan caught her red-handed, and she was so embarrassed that she wanted to bang her head on the floor.

Stay calm, stay calm...

Lavoisier composed himself and then said to Joan, "From now on, on weekdays between 10 and 18 pm when I don't have classes, you can go to the lab I just told you to go to, or this office to find me."

Joan paused for a moment, then exclaimed with delight, "You mean I can do the experiments with you?"

Just being able to be by the side of her idolized Professor Lavoisier was a dream come true for her, let alone doing experiments together! This not only satisfied her admiration but also genuinely improved her abilities and knowledge.

"He's an assistant."

Lavoisier smiled and corrected him.

She had been vaguely planning to find a suitable assistant, and with Joan's involvement and the impetus from the recent incident, she finally decided on her assistant—a female college student who showed signs of admiration for her, was ambitious, and aspired to work in chemistry. She was indeed an excellent candidate for assistant.

Upon hearing this, Joan showed no regret; instead, her face lit up with genuine joy, and she sincerely thanked him, saying, "Thank you, Professor! I will definitely work hard!"

"Well, don't get too excited yet. I still need to observe you for a while. If you don't pass, you'll still be expelled."