Tang Wulin, you have already chosen your own death!

hiss!

Wang Dong gasped sharply, his eyes reddening with pain, and tears welled up in his eyes.

He turned sideways to look at the Poseidon Lake not far away, the clear lake surface reflecting his always proud and exquisitely handsome face.

At this moment, a large, red, swollen bump appeared on his left cheek, looking just like a slice of bread, and he had become numb from being hit.

My face...

Only then did Wang Dong regain some consciousness.

I remembered everything that had just happened in the dorm!

This guy!

Wang Dong's eyes blazed with fury as he stared straight at Tang Wulin.

The two locked eyes.

Only then did Wang Dong realize their current position.

Princess hug!

He was now being carried in Tang Wulin's arms in the most perfect princess carry!

Tang Wulin's arms were positioned with one arm firmly across his shoulder and back, and the other arm went under his knees, easily embracing him.

This intimate gesture made Wang Dong's ears burn, his heart pound, and his face flush instantly!

"You...you let me go!"

He gritted his teeth and struggled frantically in Tang Wulin's arms.

Tang Wulin blinked upon seeing this.

"Let you go?"

"Yes, let me go!"

Wang Dong's cheeks flushed red, and her large, watery, light blue eyes widened in surprise.

The way he gritted his teeth made him look like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"Okay!"

Tang Wulin nodded and agreed.

He casually withdrew his hands, letting go of Wang Dong's shoulders, back, and knees.

Wang Dong was suspended in mid-air.

Then, with a thud, he landed hard on his bottom, slamming onto the ground and wincing in pain.

"You're really going to release it!"

Wang Dong covered her pert little bottom, tears welling up in her eyes.

He felt like all the bones in his body were about to fall apart.

My whole body aches!

After all, being sent flying by Tang Wulin's punch was not an pleasant experience.

Tang Wulin stood to the side, arms crossed, a smile on his face.

"Didn't you tell me to let you go?"

"you!"

Wang Dong had no way to refute it; the words were stuck in his throat, and his face turned red.

It was right on the street.

Many senior students from Shrek Foreign Languages ​​School were on their way to the teaching building.

Upon seeing this, Qi Qi turned their gaze to Wang Dong and Tang Wulin.

The boys are alright.

Some of the female trainees, with rosy cheeks, were chattering away.

Tang Wulin stood there with his arms crossed, seemingly unfazed, waiting to see Wang Dong make a fool of himself.

Wang Dong wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground!

'How embarrassing!!'

He tried to stand up, but every time he exerted force, the excruciating pain made him gasp for breath!

But he really didn't want to beg Tang Wulin for mercy!

Just as Wang Dong was struggling with this decision.

Suddenly, a petite and pretty female student walked by and quietly shook her head and sighed.

"Alas, what a tragic couple!"

Those words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Wang Dong, who had kept his back straight his whole life, finally broke it.

Her light blue eyes instantly lost all their luster, as if her soul had been ripped out.

Wang Dong's head drooped, his voice barely audible:

"Help me up."

"What did you say? I didn't hear you." Tang Wulin deliberately leaned closer.

Wang Dong clenched his fists, his ears turning bright red, and he almost forced out the words through gritted teeth:

"Please help me up! Please!!"

He had never been so humble in his entire life.

Tang Wulin was satisfied and reached out to pull him up.

Discipline!

This arrogant roommate needs to be properly disciplined.

Otherwise, he can't stand people like that who will be in the same dormitory for the next six years.

In a sense.

Tang Wulin was quite experienced in dealing with these young masters and noblemen.

Xie Xie's attitude wasn't good at first either.

The two gradually got along well.

The secret is just one word.

beat.

The child is too young to understand, just give him a couple more times and he'll be fine.

This time, Tang Wulin didn't deliberately use the embarrassing princess carry position.

He obediently carried Wang Dong on his back.

The extremes must be reversed.

Since Wang Dong has backed down, there's no need to press the matter further.

The so-called training involves alternating between relaxation and loosening.

Slap me, then give me a piece of candy.

But even when he was being carried normally, Wang Dong was very unhappy and would squirm around on his back.

Where are you taking me?

"Infirmary, I broke some bones in your body. Find a trainee instructor to help you fix them."

Upon hearing this, Wang Dong paused for a moment, then said softly, "Thank you."

Tang Wulin raised an eyebrow. "Isn't this a sign you can speak properly?"

"You... I'm not thanking you!" Wang Dong immediately bristled.

"Hmm."

Tang Wulin smiled and nodded, no longer teasing him.

"It's settled then. From now on, you'll be in charge of cleaning the dorm, and you're not allowed to wash up in the dorm anymore, disturbing my rest."

"Why should I?!" Wang Dong retorted, unconvinced.

"Your face stopped hurting so quickly?"

"This doesn't count! We'll have another match once I'm better. Using the dormitory as a battlefield is unfair and affects my martial spirit's performance."

Wang Dong said angrily.

"Heh, whatever you want, I'll win a million times," Tang Wulin said confidently.

Wang Dong remained silent.

The journey was quite quiet, and we soon arrived at the college's infirmary.

Wang Dong's injuries were not serious.

The healing-type Soul Master in the infirmary quickly put the broken bone back in place.

Soul Masters have strong physiques, and although Wang Dong is still unable to walk on his own and needs Tang Wulin's support, he still needs to walk on his own.

But after a couple of days of rest, he'll be lively and energetic again.

When Tang Wulin saw that Wang Dong had stopped making a fuss, he prepared to take him back to the dormitory.

A voice came from behind, sounding slightly breathless.

"I've been looking for you for ages, and I've finally caught up with you, Wu Lin."

Upon hearing this, Tang Wulin turned and left.

The person who came was Xu Sanshi.

He leaned against the door frame, his face flushed, and his forehead covered in a fine sheen of sweat. He was quite anxious, and his usual smug demeanor was nowhere to be seen.

"Brother Sanshi?" Tang Wulin asked, puzzled. "What urgent matter do you have with me?"

"Uh, it's not me looking for you," Xu Sanshi took a breath and pointed behind him, "it's a teacher from another department who is anxious to see you."

"Teacher? Who is that?"

Tang Wulin was even more surprised.

He didn't know many teachers in the foreign language department.

"I."

A short, cold voice rang out.

Tang Wulin froze upon hearing that familiar voice.

A look of disbelief crossed his face.

Wang Dong touched Tang Wulin's palm and sensed that something was wrong with him. He frowned and turned to look at the source of the cold voice.

The teacher looked to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old.

When Wang Dong saw the other person, he couldn't help but be stunned.

This teacher is so handsome.

Although Tang Wulin and Wang Dong were also good-looking, they were still children and had not yet grown up.

But that teacher was different.

He was over 1.9 meters tall, upright like a pine tree, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and his legs, encased in white trousers, were straight and long.

His face was slightly thin, which made his features appear more defined.

Beneath her high, straight nose were thin, well-defined lips, and most striking were her dark green eyes. Her long, lake-blue hair cascaded casually down her back to her waist, exuding an indescribable aloofness.

He stood at a distance, expressionless, his entire being like an unsheathed ice sword, radiating a chilling aura that kept strangers at bay.