Chapter 25: Do not be disrespectful to your teacher.

To be fair, the title of Immortal Su is well-deserved when addressed by Student Lin Mo.

But while Immortal Su is worthy of it, Su Wanwan herself hardly feels up to it.

She’s just Student Lin Mo’s teacher. In terms of Lin Mo’s registered age in the class, she’s only a few years older than him.

If he called her “sister,” she’d feel secretly delighted.

But to call her that—now that’s just embarrassing.

“No, you can’t!”

“Why…?”

“Just because! You simply can’t!”

That would sound like a truly inappropriate relationship.

“Don’t be so presumptuous with your teacher… your master! Though there is no bond of parent and child between us, we do share a master-disciple relationship. From today onward, you’ll be my disciple, Lin Mo.”

“I am your master! Do you understand what that means?”

Despite her words, the strong reliance shining in Lin Mo’s eyes made Su Wanwan’s pretty face blush slightly.

Student Lin Mo, I’m sorry.

You really shouldn’t look at your teacher with such eyes.

It’s just too… embarrassing.

Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle—

Suddenly, Student Lin Mo’s face turned red.

“Are you hungry?”

“I didn’t expect you’d blush just because you’re hungry. Come on, from now on, your master’s got you covered.”

Student Lin Mo’s face grew even redder.

Early in the morning, Su Wanwan walked into the classroom with a cheerful step.

How could she not be cheerful? She now knew even more about Student Lin Mo’s past.

If it were her current self meeting Lin Mo as he was a few days ago, she’d have left him totally stunned with her tricks.

This morning, as she stood at her dressing table getting ready, she deliberately mimicked Immortal Su’s posture as she remembered it.

For a moment, she really felt as though the immortal had possessed her.

At some point, she even believed she truly was Immortal Su.

She was no longer so anxious and cautious in her interactions with Student Lin Mo as before.

Just as she reached the classroom, she heard a commotion inside, as if something big had happened.

The moment a beautiful foot stepped through the door, the classroom suddenly quieted down quite a bit.

Su Wanwan was startled the moment she entered, scared by Junior Wa’s crying.

So that’s why the class was so noisy today.

Turns out, Junior Wa had come back again.

What happened this time?

He couldn’t make it to Thailand—not just Thailand, he couldn’t even leave the city.

Rumor had it that Lin City had suffered a sudden terror attack. The entire city was under lockdown, and transportation to neighboring cities had come to a virtual standstill.

At that moment, Su Wanwan sensed that something was off.

She hurried online to search, but there was almost no useful information to be found.

But Su Wanwan knew that city should have already…

During her early simulations, Su Wanwan had tried to flee to other cities, and Lin City was among them. It was the very first city to experience Catastrophe Arrival.

That’s why she later stopped running all over.

Because, no matter which city, the fate in the end was always the same.

And the Modu she was in—she was really very lucky.

She could still stand at the podium.

It looked just like any ordinary school day.

Of course, for Su Wanwan, as long as the apocalypse hadn’t descended, she would fulfill her duties every day. She loved being a teacher and liked being with her students.

She liked being with Student Lin Mo the most.

However, what puzzled her was that Lin Mo barely glanced her way all morning. He just sat there looking thoughtful and distracted.

It piqued her curiosity.

During break, she sent Lin Mo a text: Don’t leave after school, the teacher has something to talk to you about.

Normally, Lin Mo would reply quickly to Su Wanwan’s messages, but this time, it wasn’t until the bell was about to ring that he replied: Yes, Teacher.

Ugh, Student Lin Mo really does bring his phone to school. Doesn’t he know that’s against the rules?

Should she confiscate it?

Forget it, without his phone, how could she contact Lin Mo?

Taking the initiative to bend the rules for a student left Su Wanwan feeling a little guilty.

“Student Lin Mo, over here!”

“Teacher.”

A modest family sedan—Su Wanwan rarely drove it, but since she was attending a classmate gathering, she thought she might as well bring Lin Mo along.

If her college friends hadn’t insisted on dragging her along, she wouldn’t have gone at all. And since it had been a while since they’d seen each other, she decided it was as good an excuse as any.

Her mind was never on the gathering, though; it was more that she didn’t want Student Lin Mo to leave her sight for too long, so she came up with a gathering as an excuse.

Otherwise, what if the flat-chested girl took the chance to swoop in?

Plus, she was curious about Lin Mo’s silence today.

She’d tried to read Lin Mo’s mind, but what she found left her baffled. She recognized every character, but the meanings together were utterly foreign.

Su Wanwan didn’t understand anything, except for one line: praising her fair legs.

It’s great to be praised for fair legs.

If you like your master’s fair legs, then look all you want.

I’ll let you get your fill in the car.

Getting more and more like a bad teacher.

“Student Lin Mo, why are you sitting in the back? Come, sit in the passenger seat.”

It was nothing to Su Wanwan. She saw no issue with Student Lin Mo sitting a little closer to her.

Not to mention, nothing had ever happened between them.

Even as an ordinary teacher and student, she was dressed professionally; the hem of her pencil skirt barely reached her knees, exposing little thigh. What harm was there in sitting a bit closer to Student Lin Mo?

It’s not like he touched her, right?

Squeezed together in such a confined space with Lin Mo, she almost wished she could pull her skirt up a little higher.

Look at your teacher’s fair thighs.

Su Wanwan felt she was becoming more and more mischievous.

Strangely, she didn’t dislike this feeling.

Of course she felt shy, but since the object was Lin Mo…

“Teacher.”

Hearing Lin Mo suddenly call her, Su Wanwan blushed and snapped back to her senses. “What is it?”

Her tone was less like a teacher’s and had a hint of coquettishness it shouldn’t have.

Su Wanwan hurriedly cleared her throat. “Student Lin Mo, is there something you need?”

Lin Mo hesitated, then after a moment spoke calmly, “Has Master forgotten the promise made to Lin Mo?”

“Hm?” Su Wanwan thought hard. She didn’t recall promising Lin Mo anything. Could he be hinting that she agreed to be his girlfriend?

If that was it, she’d definitely say yes—as long as no busybody posted it in the alumni group.

And… don’t get pregnant!

“What did I promise? You can just say it, Student Lin Mo.”