"What's going on here?"

Lin Hai was stunned. He didn't understand Teacher Ning—could it be that Teacher Ning's fondness for him was already uncontrollable? That shouldn't be the case, teaching is a relatively rational profession.

"Wuu wuu, damn beast, pervert, hooligan, wuu wuu, and he happens to be Ke'er's dad. Should I call the police? If I do, it will definitely affect Ke'er's life. Such a cute little girl, why does she have such a perverted father?" Ning Qingyuan felt like crying without tears and could only slow down her movements as much as possible.

She even hoped that something would fall from the sky at this moment, knocking the beast unconscious, so she could escape his clutches.

"Ahem, Teacher Ning, what are you doing?" Lin Hai asked with wide eyes. Although he was lustful, he was not a beast. Besides, it seemed that Teacher Ning didn't even have a boyfriend. If he didn't clarify the situation, what if he ruined her life?

Lin Hai, though flirtatious, was not a villain. There was some meat he wouldn't just eat up because it was handed to him, even if he was starving. It was a matter of principle.

"Wuu wuu, I was wrong. I didn't mean to slow down on purpose. I'll speed up, right now," Teacher Ning cried without tears.

She thought Lin Hai was questioning her about why she was moving so slowly.

Lin Hai's eyes widened again, completely unable to grasp the meaning of Teacher Ning's words.

"Teacher Ning, why are you taking off your clothes?"

Teacher Ning's heart shuddered upon hearing this, and she nearly lost control and fell to the ground, her face turning pale with extreme sorrow and indignation: "Does this beast want to do it himself? Wuu wuu, his claws better not reach in."

As these thoughts overwhelmed her, tears flowed down Teacher Ning's cheeks.

"Teacher Ning, why are you crying? You won't look good with a tear-streaked face like a calico cat," Lin Hai asked with concern.

Teacher Ning felt even more sorrow and resentment in her heart: "Wuu wuu, not even allowing me the right to cry, damn pervert. Does he want me to smile through it?"

With that thought, Teacher Ning forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, blinked at Lin Hai, and asked in a weak voice, "Mr. Lin, is this okay?"

Lin Hai was completely speechless, making up his mind that he would change Ke'er's kindergarten upon returning. Teacher Ning was an idiot, and probably quite a severe one—her idiocy seemed to be spreading to her toenails.

"Ahem, Teacher Ning, why are you taking off your coat?" Lin Hai asked again, wanting to figure out what was going on.

Teacher Ning's mind cleared for a moment, as she came to a sudden realization that perhaps the perverted sex maniac had different preferences.

Now she was like meat on the cutting board, subject to the whims of the beastly hooligan before her. Movies have shown that one must comply with such people and not rebel, otherwise, if they defied the world of his delusions, he might become violent.

Looking at Lin Hai's wide, blinking eyes, Teacher Ning became even more convinced of her thoughts.

"Mr. Lin, take it," Teacher Ning said in a soft voice, biting her red lips. Of course, she didn't want to just give it to Lin Hai, but she had no choice.

"Ahem, Teacher Ning, this isn't right, is it?" Lin Hai demurred, his body squirming shyly.

Teacher Ning nearly cursed Lin Hai's ancestors in her heart. Clearly, you want it, and now you're acting all shy. Is this a form of empathetic manifestation of a beastly, perverted, hooligan's delusional state?

"Mr. Lin, don't be shy. I know you like these, take them. As long as you don't hurt me, I can give you these regularly in the future, okay?"

After saying this, Teacher Ning's pretty face turned red as she spoke these heavy words for the first time in front of a man. Her heartbeat accelerated suddenly, regretting inwardly, "It's a pity that he is a perverted hooligan, otherwise... sigh."

These words made Lin Hai even more convinced that Teacher Ning had a secret crush on him; otherwise, she wouldn't be so proactive.

"Mr. Lin, I just hope that you won't hurt other innocent people in the future, that you won't continue to be a panty thief, a bad guy."

Teacher Ning said with a tragically heroic face as if resigning herself. She had already given in once, and it wasn't a big deal to do so a few more times. At worst, she could wholesale some cheap ones from the small market and supply them to Lin Hai.

Lin Hai's hand was just reaching out, but upon hearing Teacher Ning's words, his arm froze in mid-air, and he turned to stone.

"Sh*t, I just wanted to borrow 80 cents from you to redeem my phone from the cool tea girl. How did I suddenly become an underwear thief?!!!" Lin Hai felt like ten thousand alpacas were stampeding through his heart.

"Hurry up and take it. I want to go home," Teacher Ning urged, crouching and sounding desolate.

Beads of sweat formed on Lin Hai's forehead. No wonder Teacher Ning's reactions were so odd; it turned out to be a complete misunderstanding from the beginning.

Lin Hai felt that this misunderstanding couldn't go on; otherwise, how would he be able to face anyone in the future? Despite having thick skin, he couldn't bear the title "beastly, perverted, hooligan, and big scumbag" blackened to the extreme.

"Teacher Ning, I just wanted to borrow 80 cents from you. I never thought about wanting your... ahem..." Lin Hai said dryly.

Ning Qingyuan's gaze conveyed a single emotion—complete disbelief.

"Ahem, really, Teacher Ning, I just wanted to borrow 80 cents. If you don't believe me, we can go to the cool tea girl's place nearby. I just pawned my phone there."

Teacher Ning finally began to half believe him, and the fear and humiliation she had felt began to dissipate a little.

However, if it turned out to be a misunderstanding, wouldn't her actions just now have been incredibly embarrassing? Teacher Ning thought of this, and her pretty face blushed like an apple.

Watching this scene, Lin Hai inwardly sighed. Women, indeed, are a species with bizarre thought patterns. Just a moment ago, her face was pale as a ghost, and now it had turned as red as a monkey's butt. Indeed, flipping faces is faster than flipping through a book.

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