810: Yi Juncheng, You're Contributing To Research

Yi Juncheng, You're Contributing To Research

Suddenly, Yi Juncheng froze and panted. "Yangyang, what are you doing?"2

Sheng Yang was fearless and expressionless. "Nothing. I just want to feel the important components of the human body's connective tissues."

In short, Yi Juncheng should just endure it. He was contributing to research.

Yi Juncheng was speechless.

There it was again, this deadly intangible seduction of hers. She was able to make it sound so grand. What else could he do?

Yi Juncheng tucked his fingers into his ink-black hair and smiled helplessly. "How did the research go?"

"Yes… not a trace of fat. Just right. It feels good, as smooth as satin. And your V-line is good too." Her hands were roaming, and she could make out that there were one, two, three, four… Suddenly, she paused. Her expression was subtle as if she'd discovered a new continent. "Oh? And musculus serratus anterior."

If 10% of people could get eight-packs, then only 1% could achieve such sculpted musculus serratus anterior. From this data, it could be seen how amazing Yi Juncheng's figure was.

Yi Juncheng smiled helplessly and let her be. His eyes were filled with affection.

Sheng Yang finally finished studying it and silently retracted her hands. Only then did she realize that Yi Juncheng was looking at her with a dangerous gaze. The hidden flames seemed to be able to devour everything.

She knew what this meant. As her new physiology teacher, Yi Juncheng had physically taught her some things, but they had never gotten to the end. Every time she looked at him innocently, he would stop. But this time, it didn't seem to work… Innocence was just adding fuel to the fire.

"Hiss—"

**

The next day—

"Yangyang, you rarely wear turtlenecks. Why are you wearing it today?" Luo Mengmeng looked at Sheng Yang curiously.

Sheng Yang was expressionless. "Nothing."

She thought of Yi Juncheng's 'threat'. If she didn't want to be the object of attention, she should wear something with a higher collar.

She never listened to the threats of others, but she would make an exception this time.

But as revenge, she returned the favor.

Yes, she couldn't lose this as a war! She could only give him more, not fewer.

On the other hand, in the office, Gao Feng had just entered with a large stack of documents. He was so frightened that he staggered and almost dropped all the documents in his hand. He hurriedly pointed at Yi Juncheng. His tanned skin had red marks all over, and they were visible to the naked eye. "Master, you, you, you…"

Yi Juncheng looked up casually. "What's wrong?"

There was a faint smile in his beautiful peach blossom eyes.

"Master, do you want me to give you a mirror?" Gao Feng was worried. They were going to discuss a big business deal today.

"No need." Yi Juncheng rejected. The smile on his face couldn't be hidden.

Gao Feng was lost in thought.

He had heard his master remind Miss Sheng to wear a turtleneck, but he did not. He even deliberately showed off.

This move… was simply flirtatious!

"Oh." Gao Feng wanted to cry. He really couldn't live like this anymore. Was this how they tortured a single man like him?

At the same time, Sheng Yang arrived at the lake. The five-story building was still there, but… Fu Sheng and his books were gone.

Luo Mengmeng was curious. "Yangyang, what are you looking for?"

"My library's gone."

"Huh?

Sheng Yang's eyes flashed as she thought of something. She ran in the other direction.

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