"Ding Ruola! Do you know you've done wrong?"
Professor Fang's eyes were fixed firmly on the person in front of him, with flames burning deep in his eyes.
The delicate and petite girl shrank her body under the black suit, only showing a clean and pretty face. Her clear eyes were filled with glistening tears as she looked at him pitifully. She looked even more endearing than his eight - year - old niece.
Ding Ruola loosened the suit a bit and pouted, "Old Fang, I'm hot."
Under the scorching sun, the temperature was as high as forty degrees. Who would still wear a coat?
Professor Fang pressed his temples, feeling a throbbing pain.
"Hot?" He glared at Ding Ruola, his face getting darker and darker. "Look at what you're wearing!"
Even though she was wrapped in the coat, Professor Fang still clearly remembered the body beneath, which was almost naked, covered only by a few pieces of fabric.
A miniskirt that only covered her chest and was so short that it reached the top of her thighs. He could even imagine that with just a slight lift, the scenery under her legs would be exposed.
He averted his gaze, tugged at his collar, and said patiently, "Do you even know what you're doing? Why did you go to learn pole dancing?"
Ding Ruola suddenly stood up, took off the coat with a jerk, and gestured with her hands. "This is a bustier, and this is a miniskirt. At most, it's sexy, not revealing! What's wrong with learning pole dancing? The national law doesn't explicitly ban it. You're being discriminatory!"
Her snow - white and tender skin was exposed, which was a shock to the eyes. Yet, she seemed completely oblivious, pouting, hands on her hips, puffing out her chest at him, looking down at him defiantly with a challenging look in her eyes.
Professor Fang took a deep breath in front of the cute girl so close to him. His gaze slowly moved down, and seeing her tiny waist exposed, he felt his palms itching. Thinking that Ding Ruola had just danced in front of others in this outfit, he felt his blood boiling.
He barely suppressed the urge to hang Ding Ruola up and beat her. "Why did you learn pole dancing?"
Ding Ruola squinted her eyes and said nonchalantly, "It never hurts to have more skills. There's nothing wrong with it."
"After you learn this, how are you going to find a job? Are you just going to work in bars or dance studios?"
"You studied finance but didn't become a financial tycoon. I'm just learning to dance. Why are you making such a big deal out of it?"
"Then why did you decline the invitation from ESLAP?"
Ding Ruola's eyes widened. Looking at the man in front of her who looked so disappointed, her eyes suddenly turned red.
This must be the real reason why he put down his work and came to catch her in person.
"I like pole dancing! I even plan to take it abroad and make it an international thing."
Looking at her red - rimmed eyes, Professor Fang just couldn't bring himself to say the harsh words on his lips. With Ding Ruola's intelligence, she couldn't be unaware that the path of pole dancing wouldn't lead anywhere. What on earth was the reason?
He took a deep breath, feeling that he would be worried to death by this little rascal sooner or later.
"You don't want to go abroad? Why?"
Why?
"Fang Siyan, have you lost your conscience?!"
The little girl's voice was full of resentment, and as soon as she finished speaking, tears streamed down her face.
Even the well - experienced Professor Fang was stunned for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses.
The teacher Professor Fang stepped aside, and the calm and gentle fiancé stepped in.
Fang Siyan held her shoulders and gently pressed her onto the sofa. The smooth touch under his hands made his fingers tremble. He withdrew his hand, wiped the tears on her face and at the corners of her eyes, and his voice became much softer. "Be good, stop crying. Let's talk it out, okay?"
Ding Ruola sniffled, trying but failing to stop crying.
She was so desperate when faced with a fiancé who was impossible to flirt with.
They had been engaged since childhood and had grown up together as childhood sweethearts. They should have been enjoying a textbook - like happy relationship, but... She, a'spinster' who was almost thirty, still hadn't even had her first kiss. Just thinking about it made her feel so sad.
Among her classmates, not only had they already had their first kisses, but it was also common for them to go to hotels with their boyfriends.
She didn't know if it was because Fang Siyan was too abstinent or because she was just not charming enough to make him want to kiss her.
When was the last time she held hands with Fang Siyan?
Damn it, it was half a year ago!
Thinking about it, her tears flowed even more violently. She threw herself into Fang Siyan's arms and cried uncontrollably.
Fang Siyan looked at Ding Ruola, who was crying like a tearful mess in his arms, feeling helpless. He didn't know how to handle her either when being tough or gentle.
He temporarily put aside the heavy task of persuading Ding Ruola to study abroad and said tactfully, "If you want to learn, go ahead. I'll do as you say."
"You don't care about me anymore!"
"..." Fang Siyan wanted to pull the girl in his arms out and spank her. "From today on, move back home. You can learn pole dancing. I'll invite a teacher to teach you at home."
Thinking of the looks those men had given her without any restraint, he got angry. He gritted his teeth and added, "Ding Ruola! You're not allowed to dance outside anymore."
The girl, who had been sniffling, suddenly lifted her face and stared at him eagerly. "Old Fang, are you jealous?"
Fang Siyan understood the key point from the sly look in the little girl's eyes. He straightened his face, grabbed her and spanked her twice on the buttocks. "Ding Ruola! You're out of control!"
Ding Ruola didn't care at all. She stood up straight, put her arms around him, and her eyes sparkled. "Old Fang, be honest. Am I full of charm today?"
Fang Siyan pretended not to see the cleavage in front of him, picked her up and put her on the sofa, and said sternly, "You change this outfit right now!"
She complained aggrievedly, "Can't you just comfort me and praise me?"
Fang Siyan felt his temples throbbing again.
"I can't appreciate this kind of beauty. Go and change quickly."
Ding Ruola pouted, pushed him away, and ran straight upstairs.
Fang Siyan watched her back and sighed helplessly, "I really owed you in my previous life..." He couldn't beat or scold her, but this little rascal always caused trouble.
Back in her room, Ding Ruola wasn't as angry as he had thought. The little girl couldn't wait to take out her phone and happily reported to her best friend.
"I tell you, our first plan has succeeded! Clap your hands!"
"Living together from now on, I'm not afraid I can't find a chance to pounce on him."
Ding Ruola looked dejected. "It's not that easy to deal with Old Fang. He'd rather let me continue learning pole dancing than agree to let me stay."
"It doesn't matter. We'll plan for the long term. There must be a way to sleep with Professor Fang."
"Pfft! I'm clearly a reserved and innocent girl. Why do I have to do this?"
On the other end of the phone, Bi Shuang was amused and continued the act. "It doesn't matter. It's worth it to be a demon under the pants of a male god."
"Haha, dear Xiaoshuangshuang, quickly tell me what to do next."
"The first move to conquer the abstinent male god. First, we have to do everything we can to seduce him, tempt him, and invite him..."