164: Chapter 164 Teacher Su Who Really Wants Xiao Zhuo to Warm Her Feet
"I am Su Qingyuan, I am Su Qingyuan."
Sister Su kept hypnotizing herself in her heart.
Teacher Su said, "Then I'm going to sleep?"
Sister Su looked up, took a deep breath, and adopted her younger sister's tone, "Go to sleep? Do you even know which room to sleep in tonight?"
"That's more like it. Don't worry, I've been in your room the whole time. Also, after that kid comes out, you'd better take a shower. Honestly, our scents are slightly different. Haven't you noticed?"
Sister Su nodded. "It's not a big deal. That kid isn't a dog; how could he possibly smell the difference?"
"How can you talk about him like that?"
"Heh, he's my boyfriend, what's wrong with me saying a few words? Are you, the older sister, feeling heartbroken for him?"
"Eh?"
"What 'eh'? I am Su Qingyuan now, and you are Su Qingtang. Don't you forget it."
"Hmph, anyway, it's just for tonight. Do as you see fit."
After saying that, Teacher Su turned and walked away huffily.
Sister Su suddenly stood up and asked, "Don't you regret it?"
Teacher Su paused for a moment. "Who told me I only have one such disappointing older sister? Hmph!"
Seeing Teacher Su's figure disappear upstairs, Sister Su confirmed once more that she was Su Qingyuan before heading up as well.
Arriving at her sister's room, Yun Zhuo was still singing in the bathroom.
She sat at the dressing table and saw that the cosmetics on the desk were exactly the same as the ones she used, even placed in the same positions.
Then, she subconsciously reached out and opened a drawer. Sure enough, there was a bottle of exquisite perfume inside, the same brand she used.
She lightly sprayed a bit into the air.
In the bathroom, Yun Zhuo was singing 'Listening to Mother's Stories of the Past'.
He felt delighted.
Initially, he had been wondering whether to tell the two sisters the truth—to tell Teacher Su that she didn't actually have a sister, only a Clone.
To tell Sister Su that she wasn't actually her sister at all, but merely a pitiful replica.
But after thinking about it, he decided against it.
They had been sisters for so many years; if he suddenly told them the truth, the consequences would be truly unpredictable.
It was better to let them continue being sisters happily; this was called being helpful.
Yun Zhuo turned off the faucet, wrapped himself in a towel, and opened the bathroom door, hearing someone in the bedroom.
He smiled slightly. In his and Teacher Su's room, who else could it be but Teacher Su?
Stepping out, he saw Teacher Su sitting at the dressing table, seemingly lost in thought. She then reached out to open the drawer, took out the perfume, and gave it a light spray.
She seemed a bit bored.
But Yun Zhuo knew that the woman before him was smarter than he imagined. She knew exactly what he had been doing outside.
The reason she looked bored now was likely because she didn't know how to confront him about it.
If she were jealous and angry, it would be fine; he had plenty of ways to coax her.
He just feared her being like this—not saying a word, leaving him unable to grasp the root of the problem or where to start.
Yun Zhuo walked up behind her, and she still hadn't noticed.
When Yun Zhuo wrapped his arms around her slender waist from behind and leaned his head on her shoulder to act spoiled, her body suddenly stiffened.
I am Su Qingyuan, I am Su Qingyuan.
After thinking this, she turned her head and reached out to touch his cheek. "What do you want to do now?"
"Teacher Su, you smell so good, and you're so soft. It feels so comfortable to hold you."
"Stop being so glib. Did you do something bad today?"
"No."
"Really?"
"You don't want me to swear a poisonous oath, do you?"
Teacher Su glared at him. "Hmph, that's not necessary. I'm afraid you'd suffer divine retribution."
"I knew Teacher Su was the best to me."
"Save it."
Teacher Su stood up but was pulled back by Yun Zhuo. "Where are you going?"
"To take a shower. You go eat first; the food is in the oven in the kitchen."
"I'm not eating. Just looking at you makes me full."
"Hmm? What do you mean, kid? Do I make you feel disgusted now?"
"I mean you're a Feast for the eyes. You're a Chinese teacher, and you don't even know that? I'm punishing you to copy this idiom a hundred times today and hand it to me in class tomorrow."
Teacher Su was amused. "Is that how I used to punish you?"
"Do you think I'd give you such an opportunity?"
"Hmph, smooth talker. Stay here and wait for me to come out and check your homework."
Saying that, Teacher Su walked to the wardrobe and skillfully took out her pajamas, just as if she were taking her own.
"Are you really not hungry? Don't force yourself."
"Truly not hungry. Right now, I just want to perform well and strive to have you, Teacher, grade me as a 'Triple-A Student'."
"Hmph, you must be full from drinking milk. To think I even saved food for you."
"Where would I get milk to drink, Sister?"
"How could there be none? That woman Di Zhenzhen is like a dairy cow."
"And you're a teacher? Even a dairy cow has to give birth to a calf before it produces milk, right?"
"Heh, so you want to have a little calf with her?"
"Yeah, then our family will achieve milk independence."
"You! Hmph, I can't win an argument with you."
Teacher Su entered the bathroom. The moment she closed the door, she felt her heart was about to jump out of her throat. She leaned against the door for a good while before she recovered.
Yun Zhuo, who was drawing the curtains, looked at the moon that blended with the sky and earth outside, humming smugly: "Mist shrouds the cold water, moonlight shrouds the sand; at night I moor at Qinhuai, near a tavern. The songstress knows not the grief of a fallen nation; across the river, she still sings 'Flowers of the Rear Court'."
"Although there's no cold water here, only sand, no tavern, and certainly no songstress, there is a nun and a 'flower of the rear court'."
Having said that, he pulled the curtains shut and jumped onto the bed, waiting for Teacher Su to finish washing up and come out.
But this time, Teacher Su seemed to take a bit longer. He was almost asleep on the bed when he finally heard the water stop and the door open. A timid figure flickered before his eyes.
Then, she gently slipped into the covers.
Yun Zhuo flipped over and pulled her into his arms.
Teacher Su's body trembled. After a moment, she said irritably, "Weren't you already asleep?"
"Wronging me again, aren't you? I'm here warming the bed for you."
...
In another room, Teacher Su lay on the bed, staring blankly at the night sky outside the window.
Do I regret it?
She asked herself in her heart.
If I didn't regret it, I wouldn't be tossing and turning like a pancake, unable to sleep.
Sigh, I really must have owed her in my past life.
The more she thought, the more annoyed she became. She suddenly pulled up the quilt, covering herself completely.
This godforsaken place is deathly hot during the day and deathly cold at night. Sleeping alone is truly cold.
Especially my feet. Before, I could stretch them onto Xiao Zhuo's stomach and let him warm them up for me.
Now, no matter where I stretch them, they're as cold as ice.
When I couldn't sleep, that kid would tell jokes to amuse me.
He would also occasionally tease me for being an 'Old Driver'.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but curl her lips, feeling a bit helpless.
What 'Old Driver'? I really don't know where he gets all those new terms, and they always manage to hit my funny bone.
Wait a minute!
Teacher Su suddenly threw off the quilt and sat up. Xiao Zhuo likes to tell jokes, but Sister is a well-bred young lady; will she understand them?
If she doesn't understand, won't the secret be out?
She frowned and pondered for a few seconds, then "thudded" back onto the bed, pulling the quilt over herself.
If it's out, it's out. Anyway, today's plan was for the rice to be cooked. It would be best if the secret really came out; otherwise, she was afraid that poor girl would end up with nothing in the end, letting that kid get away with it for free.