"Press a little higher."
"Oh."
"Don’t tickle the sole of my foot, I’m ticklish. Be careful or I’ll kick you off."
"I will be very careful."
After eating the durian, Scarlett lay in the chair, letting Andrew massage her feet.
Since she had promised him to call him daddy at night, she was also getting a foot massage from her lover.
This was a reward for Andrew, but it was also a reward for her; she also greatly enjoyed the feeling of Andrew gently pressing and kneading her feet.
It was very comfortable and made her feel very secure.
The two had originally discussed what to eat for dinner, with Andrew planning to teach Scarlett how to cook.
But plans never keep up with changes. In the evening, Scarlett suddenly received a notice from the school asking her to co in. The cooking lesson would have to wait for another ti.
"I don’t have ti. I’ll just eat dinner at the school cafeteria. Are you ordering takeout or what?" Scarlett stood up and walked to the door, asking Andrew before heading out.
"I’ll go to school with you, Scar. It saves ordering takeout, and I can co back with you."
"Okay."
The two went to school together. There were still quite a few students scattered around the cafeteria.
After all, it wasn’t the winter or sumr vacation, so so students who lived far from ho hadn’t returned.
While eating, Andrew casually asked, "Scar, why do I feel like you seem quite busy? University teachers shouldn’t have to work overti during the break, right?"
"The school is undergoing renovations, so there is a lot of work."
"I see."
Scarlett was rather rushed. After eating a little bit, she headed to the school conference room.
After dinner, Andrew, having nothing better to do, went to the Legendary Dormitory’s ’Idiot Club’ to check things out, figuring soone would definitely be inside.
Just as he expected, as he approached the door, he heard the sound of lively chatter coming from inside.
However, after he knocked for a long ti, Stark finally ca over grumbling to open the door for him. Upon entering, he looked around and saw Tony lying on the bed as well.
"Damn it, stupid ga, what the hell! I’m not playing anymore!" Stark cursed angrily and imdiately quit the ga.
"It’s just you and Tony still at school?" Andrew said, plopping down onto Ethan’s chair.
"Steve is here too, but he probably went to get a big massage and won’t be back."
"What’s wrong with Tony?" Andrew looked up at Tony, who hadn’t moved on the bed.
"He was rejected by his goddess, so he’s been depressed ever since."
"Are you sure he’s depressed, or is he just preparing for takeoff?"
Andrew’s remark instantly made Tony sit up abruptly, "Go fly your dam!"
Then he lay back down, looking heartbroken, "I’m this sad, how can I have the mood to take off?"
Andrew, "Oh, I get it. You’re limp, can’t get it up."
Tony, "Son of a b*tch!"
After being mocked several tis by Andrew, Tony got annoyed and grumbled as he went back, "You Dog bastard! I at least chatted with my goddess for a long ti, have you?"
"Tsk, you’re actually proud of being a simping dog." Andrew looked Tony over with disdain.
"This is called deep affection! You dog bastard hasn’t even managed to exchange a few words with another girl! And you look down on ?"
"Heh, yeah, right."
Considering that Tony helped him hand out flyers last ti, Andrew decided not to crush him.
If Tony knew that he not only lived with Professor Scarlett every day but also fucked her, and tonight she was going to called him daddy, Andrew felt the other guy would probably die of anger on the spot.
The thought of her going to call him daddy, made Andrew’s face involuntarily break into a smile.
This scene was precisely what Ethan saw when he suddenly opened the door and walked in, "Why are you here? And why are you smiling like an idiot?"
"Cough!!!" Andrew coughed, regaining his composure. "Nothing, I just thought of sothing happy."
After putting his luggage down, Ethan imdiately thought of sothing and asked Andrew, "Oh right, why have I been constantly receiving friend requests from unfamiliar girls lately? And they’re super enthusiastic, inviting out as soon as they say hello. Andy, do you know what’s going on?"
"I don’t know, I don’t know." Andrew waved his hand and turned to look out the window, acting as if it had nothing to do with him.
Ethan didn’t suspect anything. Instead, he started smiling smugly and asked the other three, "Could it be that the fact that I’m a rich and handso guy can no longer be hidden?"
In an instant, the other three cast the sa look at him, "Idiot!"
"Don’t disbelieve . So of them are actually quite pretty. They sent their beautiful photos right away. Now I don’t even know which one to choose."
Ethan showed them the pictures. Andrew almost burst out laughing, "Damn, you even get to choose."
Andrew decided not to tell Ethan the truth for now, letting the fool be happy for a while, and would tell him when he found out himself.
The group originally planned to play so gas together, but suddenly, the sound of thunder bood outside, and a torrential downpour began without any warning.
It was unclear if lightning struck the school’s transforr box, but the dormitory imdiately lost power.
Just when they thought they couldn’t do anything, Ethan suddenly pulled out a deck of playing cards from his pocket, "Fight the Landlord!"
Since they were idle anyway, the four gathered around and used a desk lamp to play Fight the Landlord.
"Damn it, Tony, do you even know how to play? Who separates a straight flush to discard?"
"This is my tactic, what do you know? Watch my bombs!"
Tony slapped down four Queens in return, thinking victory was in his grasp, "Aha, I don’t have many cards left. Ethan, you should just admit defeat."
Ethan heard this, gave a faint smile, and threw two cards onto the table, "Joker Bomb."
Andrew suddenly exclaid, "Holy crap! Old Tony, why are your ID card and a copy here?"
Tony, "%...&￥#!"
After playing for a while in the neurotic environnt of the dormitory, Scarlett sent Andrew a ssage, asking him to co pick her up because she hadn’t brought an umbrella.
Upon receiving the ssage, Andrew imdiately dropped his cards, not caring that he was about to win lunch, grabbed the umbrella, and left the dormitory.
As soon as he walked out of the dormitory building, the sound of pouring rain completely drowned out almost all other sounds around him.
The occasional sudden clap of thunder in the sky made him montarily stop in his tracks.
Andrew was very afraid of thunder as a child. Now that he was older, he wouldn’t hide under the covers trembling, but the loud thunder still made him a little scared.
He didn’t know why, but his body instinctively feared it, just like so people fear the dark.
Maybe he was struck dead by lightning in his previous life.
Andrew patted his chest, comforting himself, "What’s there to be afraid of? I haven’t done anything wrong, the Thunder God won’t strike ."
BOOM!!!
"I was wrong." Andrew walked toward the teaching building where the conference room was located, comforting himself while feeling terrified.
By the ti he slowly arrived, all the other teachers who had attended the eting had already left. Only Scarlett was standing at the entrance of the teaching building waiting for Andrew.
Just as Scarlett was wondering what was wrong with the nervous and slow-moving Andrew, another clap of thunder roared overhead.
"BOOM!!!"
"!!!"
Andrew froze on the spot like a startled hamster, not daring to move. After a while, he finally took another step forward.
Scarlett, not far away, saw the entire scene, "This Little Fellow is actually afraid of thunder?"
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