novel-books Chapter 168 New Changes
Chapter 168 New Changes
chapter 168
Although Meng Youcheng was somewhat angry, he did not take any substantial action.
Feng Jingsheng looked at his angry face and immediately laughed, his fingers still teasing him by hooking his skin. "Little darling, why are you so easily angered?"
Meng Youcheng turned his head away, avoiding his hand, and said nothing.
"Hey... I'll touch you, I'll touch you..."
Seeing that he dodged away, Feng Jingsheng suddenly became interested, reached out and gently ruffled his hair...
Meng Youcheng angrily tried to dodge, but he was no match for him and glared at him indignantly.
After a moment's thought, the anger in his eyes dimmed. He couldn't afford to be angry now; this idiot was clearly enjoying the process of him being angry, and he couldn't let him have his fun!
Feng Jingsheng, with a mischievous smile, ruffled his hair. Seeing that he didn't resist, he was somewhat confused. "What's wrong with you?"
"Touch me if you want..."
Meng Youcheng pushed up his glasses. "I've just figured it out. After all, you're the young marshal of the young marshal's mansion, and I'm just an ordinary schoolteacher. I can't possibly win against you. I might as well give up and let you do whatever you want with me. After all, you have power and influence, and there's nothing I can do about it. People like you with money can do whatever they want..."
Meng Youcheng felt that Feng Jingsheng would definitely be angered by his words. After all, he thought that the young man was still innocent and would not be able to accept being called a rich man who could do whatever he wanted.
but……
Upon hearing this, Feng Jingsheng laughed. "You've finally figured it out? You're right, I am rich and powerful, plus I'm so handsome. So, put aside your shyness and marry me?"
Yes... Meng Youcheng forgot that the older brother in front of him was an extremely narcissistic narcissist!
Meng Youcheng put on a pained expression, forcing a smile, "Pretend I didn't say anything, okay?"
"no……"
Feng Jingsheng touched his face again. "You just said that I can do whatever I want. After all, I am a wealthy and powerful tycoon. You will do it willingly. So after dinner, I will do what I want to do. Please keep your promise."
He patted Feng Jingsheng's tousled hair, rolled down the car window, turned around, saw the cigarette butt on the ground, threw it into the trash can, and then got back into the car...
……
Meng Youcheng looked very troubled at the moment and sighed several times.
Feng Jingsheng fastened his seatbelt, looked in his direction, hesitated, and did not drive.
Seeing that the car hadn't moved, Meng Youcheng was a little confused. He cautiously turned his head and his eyes met those of Feng Jingsheng next to him. He quickly looked away and pretended to be very busy...
He rubbed his hands together, then cracked his knuckles. Seeing that the car still hadn't moved and that he could still feel the intense gaze, Meng Youcheng could only lower his head, praying that nothing would happen...
Feng Jingsheng took in the scene before him, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.
After a while, he suddenly squatted down, getting closer and closer to Meng Youcheng...
It wasn't until just before they were about to touch that Meng Youcheng realized he was being enveloped by the heat emanating from him. He looked at him in a panic, "What are you doing?!"
Meng Youcheng curled up cautiously, his eyes filled with terror, because the pornographic novel he had once read on a certain app kept flashing through his mind...
Car sex...car sex?
Is that the correct way of putting it?
Feng Jingsheng didn't react at all, continuing to move forward, his smile deepening. Just as the boy was about to kiss him, Meng Youcheng hurriedly closed his eyes. "Mr. Feng... please, don't do this to me in the car, and besides, your car is transparent, people might..."
According to the timeline, he should have been gagged before he finished speaking, but he wasn't.
Meng Youcheng slowly opened his eyes and quietly added, "I saw it."
Feng Jingsheng bent down, pulled out the seatbelt next to him, grabbed it, looked at him with ill intent, and said with a smile, "Teacher Meng... First of all, call me Asheng. This is the last time I'm reminding you. If you still can't change your way of addressing me, I won't let you do me anymore. I'll do you instead, understand?"
"besides……"
Feng Jingsheng's smile deepened as he eagerly fastened his seatbelt, his fingers impatiently reaching for Meng Youcheng's cheek. "You teacher, what are you thinking? How can you be so perverted? In the car... do you want to try it out?"
Meng Youcheng was completely stunned.
To be honest, if it were someone else, he would never have thought that way. But if it's Feng Jingsheng, it's no wonder he'd have such a twisted idea. This guy acts like he doesn't think before he acts, doing whatever he wants...
So... I fucking got the wrong idea.
Realizing what he had just said, Meng Youcheng hurriedly tried to defend himself, "I didn't! I just... I didn't mean anything by it, it was just... I had a brain fart!"
It's completely inexplicable!
"Oh……"
Feng Jingsheng deliberately dragged out the word, his smile utterly malicious. "So, Teacher Meng, you just had a brain fart and thought about me touching you inappropriately in the car, forcing you to let me sit on your lap, and then, under the transparent glass, forcibly doing some unspeakable things with you?"
Feng Jingsheng pursed his lips, maintaining his smile, "But to be honest... I was quite pleased to hear your flustered words just now. At least you weren't refusing, but rather afraid, afraid that someone would see..."
"Does this mean our relationship has taken a step closer, and even if I did something to you here, you wouldn't mind, right?"
As he spoke, Feng Jingsheng's restless hand had already reached Meng Youcheng's thigh, gently rubbing it. "Your robe isn't very good quality. I could tear it to shreds with just a little force. And these pants aren't much better either. If you don't resist, I can leave you naked in front of me right now..."
"Then in the car, just like you just imagined, we'll explore little by little. Of course, to better cooperate with you, I'm willing to disregard my dignity and even take off my clothes and pants in public. What do you say?"
Feng Jingsheng's hand gradually moved upwards; his fingers were long and slender, and the bones and veins on the back of his hand were very prominent...
The power contained in that hand was unpredictable; perhaps, as he said, with just a little force, he could tear clothes and pants to shreds.
Meng Youcheng was somewhat frightened and quickly grabbed one of his hands, "Mr. Feng... please don't..."
Feng Jingsheng's expression froze. He struggled to break free, grabbing onto Feng Jingsheng's clothes. With a slight pull, the clothes tore...
With his other hand, Feng Jingsheng began to unbutton his shirt, doing so silently without saying a word...
Seeing that his clothes were about to be torn to shreds, Meng Youcheng suddenly realized what was happening, "Asheng!"
The moment that name was uttered, Feng Jingsheng's smile vanished, and he stopped what he was doing. Smiling, he re-buttoned his shirt, then looked up, smiled, and gently touched his face. "You truly are my precious darling..."
Meng Youcheng was still shaken...
It would be a lie to say I wasn't scared. This was on the street, with plenty of people walking around. If my clothes and pants were torn to shreds right here, wouldn't that be...?
Feng Jingsheng glanced at the torn clothes and said, "I'm sorry, how about I buy you a new one?"
Meng Youcheng shook his head. "Asheng...didn't you say...you wanted to treat me to dinner? Let's...hurry up and go."
This person is terrifying...
I won't eat anything hard, but I'm okay with soft food.
Feng Jingsheng beamed with joy, reached out and hugged Meng Youcheng's head, wanting to kiss him, but Meng Youcheng dodged, so he could only gently kiss his cheek...
"Time to eat!"
……
Meng Youcheng discovered a problem: as long as he was called Feng Jingsheng or Asheng, he would become very obedient and would refuse anything else, since there was room for negotiation. However, if he was called Mr. Feng or something similar, there was absolutely no room for negotiation.
Meng Youcheng maintained a strong sense of independence and refused to sleep with him. Feng Jingsheng did not force him; he simply took him out for a meal, chatted with him about some risqué topics, and that was it.
Just when Meng Youcheng thought that nothing would go well, an event occurred that completely changed everything.
"Teacher Meng, I have some very unfortunate news to tell you: you have been suspended from your post and it is very likely that you will never be able to come back."
Meng Youcheng looked at the principal in front of him, immediately puzzled, "Why? I clearly..."
The principal lowered his head and thought for a moment. "Some parents have reported seeing you kissing a man at the school gate. They're worried you'll set a bad example for the other students, so they want me to expel you..."
Meng Youcheng immediately understood who he was talking about. "But, I..."
The principal took off his glasses, sighed, and said, "I won't hide it from you anymore. You're from the central region, and the parents want their children to be taught by people from the upper region, so... a new teacher will be taking over your duties tomorrow. I hope you can find a new job."
Meng Youcheng did not defend himself. He turned and left, packed his things, and saw a familiar figure as he exited the school gate.
Feng Jingsheng smiled and pursed his lips. "My family... needs a tutor. Ms. Meng, would you be interested?"