Under the canopy of an exceedingly ambiguous breakfast, Lin Zifeng ate with his heart in his throat.
Watching the seductive and dewy eyes of the matron flicking his way from time to time, Lin Zifeng felt a hollow inside him, an indescribable and inexpressible sensation.
It just always felt a bit nauseating...
"I'm done eating, I'm heading back to school first." After finishing the last sip of soy milk, Lin Zifeng patted his bottom, preparing to leave. Staying any longer was bound to lead to trouble.
"Aren't you going to work today?" the woman asked, lifting her head with a flirtatious look.
"Forget it, there's some stuff at school today, maybe some other time." Lin Zifeng chuckled.
Thinking to himself, going to work with you again, who knows what could happen, let's wait for some other time.
"Then let me drive you."
