Of course, the thought that the teacher might have a crush on her only briefly crossed Liu Fengying's mind; she didn't take it seriously. Setting aside the fact that the percentage of lesbian women was far lower than that of straight women, which made the chances of the teacher being one of the former quite slim, she didn't seem like the type of superficial person who could be swayed just by someone's looks.
Still, that didn't stop Liu Fengying from imagining what it would be like if that really were the case—and to her surprise, the idea of being in a relationship with the teacher felt rather tempting.
Even though the teacher was around 35, she looked amazing. Her face, remarkable even compared to the women from the world of cultivators, had top-tier features: high cheekbones and sharply contoured lips, as if drawn with a fine brush, gave her the aura of a queen. Paired with her gray-blue eyes—like shards of an ancient subterranean glacier formed before the dawn of mankind—she resembled a frost spirit in human form. If this weren't a modern world nearly devoid of spiritual energy, Liu Fengying would've been convinced she was looking at a descendant of the ice phoenixes.
But as much as her face might intimidate someone, the rest of her body could just as easily set them ablaze. Despite her wasp-like waist, her clothes seemed like they might burst from the pressure of her chest and backside, and the glimpse of legs clad in black stockings, peeking out beneath her skirt, was enough to burn her image permanently into the minds of anyone who laid eyes on her.
From the moment Liu Fengying first saw the teacher assigned to her class, her mind had given birth to all kinds of nighttime fantasies. For a girl just beginning to understand her attraction to women, how could she possibly resist the allure of the legendary sexy teacher? It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that this woman's appearance in her life accelerated the pace at which Liu Fengying came to understand her sexuality by over 200 percent.
Still, the lifespan of that crush was short-lived. How could a 15-year-old Liu Fengying not be affected by the cold stare the teacher always gave her students? She couldn't even manage a smile in her presence. Later, her attention shifted to the school doctor, who transferred in two or three months after the school year began—a woman who, up until Liu Fengying's separation from her family, not only treated her with kindness but also showed her a maternal affection. For a girl who had lost her mother at a young age, that was a fatal blow.
So, Liu Fengying let go of the affection she'd once had for the teacher in charge of her class. And once real problems began to appear in her life, she was too stressed and exhausted to have such wild thoughts anymore, so, over time, she became entirely numb to the teacher's charm; the way she looked at her until now was probably no different from how she looked at the old man who taught history.
But that wasn't the case anymore. In fact, the current situation was almost alarming, because ever since Liu Fengying mentally placed the teacher in the category of a potential romantic interest, she had started to find her more and more irresistible.
How soft are her lips? How satisfying would it be to sink her fingers—or better yet, her teeth—into those massive breasts? How would that cold face change if it were overwhelmed by pleasure? These kinds of questions began racing through Liu Fengying's mind, and her imagination responded by conjuring up scenes that grew increasingly heated.
'This isn't good... I need to calm down. At this rate, I might completely lose control and just jump on her...', Liu Fengying tried to collect herself. She couldn't remember ever being this aroused—not just in this life, but even in her much longer past one. Thinking back on her interactions with Hua Shu, she began to realize that, just like her appetite, her lust had drastically intensified since regaining the memories of her previous life.
But now wasn't the right time to be swayed by such desires, as there was no realistic scenario in which she could act on them. Not because she thought she had no chance with the teacher—after all, she was human, not literally made of ice. And it's not like she'd be starting from zero; it was fairly obvious the teacher had been at least slightly affected by her appearance.
The problem was that wooing someone couldn't be done overnight, especially when the target was a tough nut like Professor Wei. Not only did she seem disinterested in romantic relationships, but she'd also been Liu Fengying's teacher for nearly three years, which introduced a whole host of moral complications. And with her already packed schedule, Liu Fengying didn't have the time to craft any elaborate seduction strategy.
From another angle, rushing into a relationship wasn't exactly the wisest move anyway. Sure, Professor Wei was gorgeous—but she wasn't the only beautiful woman in the world. Besides, it wasn't even like Liu Fengying had a particular weakness for cold, aloof types. In fact, she didn't really have a "type" at all. So she needed time to figure out who the right partner might be.
The only real advantage Professor Wei had over everyone else was the added thrill of the teacher-student taboo. But it's not like Liu Fengying couldn't find other things exciting—and there was always roleplay. Whoever ended up being her girlfriend could always pretend to be her teacher for one night.
Meanwhile, noticing the strange look on Liu Fengying's face, Professor Wei seemed to snap back to her senses. She suddenly realized that her earlier comment might have sounded a little too suggestive for a student-teacher interaction.
"I meant to say you look healthy. Yes, that's it—I wasn't trying to imply anything else...", the teacher hurried to correct herself. Even though she didn't think Liu Fengying would accuse her of inappropriate behavior just for giving a compliment, it was still embarrassing to find herself in such a compromising situation.
Liu Fengying found the teacher's flustered reaction amusing. That panicked expression almost made her look... cute? Liu Fengying had never imagined she'd use that word to describe Professor Wei.
So, even though she had just convinced herself to stop entertaining thoughts about her teacher, she couldn't resist teasing her a little.
"Don't worry. Honestly, I've also thought Professor Wei is the most beautiful teacher...", said Liu Fengying, letting a flicker of raw desire show in her eyes. Scanning her teacher's body as much as the desk between them allowed, her stare seemed almost capable of seeing through her clothes.
Professor Wei had anticipated many possible reactions from Liu Fengying—amusement, embarrassment, even annoyance—but she hadn't considered this one. She may have had no romantic experience, but Liu Fengying's actions were so suggestive that she would have to be both blind and deaf not to realize she was being flirted with.
She was unsure of Liu Fengying's intentions. Was this revenge for her earlier, poorly worded comment? Or was the girl genuinely attracted to her and just taking the opportunity to break the ice?
Thinking it over, Liu Fengying, like her, wasn't the type to invest effort into things that didn't interest her. So the chances that she was doing this just for fun were low. Most likely, she was being sincere.
Well, that was the most difficult scenario. It's not like she hadn't heard of students developing crushes on their teachers, but she never thought she'd be the object of one herself. She was aware she didn't exactly have a warm or inviting presence.
What made things even more complicated was the fact that the student in question was a girl. If a male student had looked at her the way Liu Fengying just did, she would have immediately scolded him for inappropriate behavior—and if he didn't correct himself, she'd have recommended disciplinary action.
With a female student, that approach had a much lower success rate. As long as Liu Fengying didn't confess outright and kept things ambiguous, she could always deny any accusations—claiming it was nothing more than admiration, like a fan idolizing a celebrity. Besides, reacting too harshly was risky. Life was already difficult enough for a gay girl in a society with mostly conservative views on relationships. A reaction like that from her might shatter Liu Fengying's self-confidence, or worse, send her into depression. No matter how strong she seemed in that moment, Professor Wei hadn't forgotten that Liu Fengying was still a girl not even 18 years old.
Of course, none of that changed the fact that she couldn't possibly make any sort of concession toward Liu Fengying. Leaving aside the fact that she wasn't interested in being in a relationship, Liu Fengying simply didn't qualify as a potential partner. Not because she was a girl—she wasn't particularly more drawn to men than to women. In truth, she wasn't really attracted to anyone at all. But Liu Fengying was only half her age. Even entertaining an indecent thought about her felt inherently wrong.
And on top of that, she was still her student. Sure, if something were to happen after graduation, there'd be no risk of official disciplinary action. But that wouldn't stop rumors from spreading—things like how she had feelings for Liu Fengying before she was legally an adult, or worse, that their relationship had started while she was still her teacher. That kind of talk would completely destroy her reputation.
Seeing Liu Fengying's calm, even slightly smug expression, Professor Wei regretted that teaching wasn't like it used to be in her day, when teachers carried sticks. Liu Fengying truly deserved a few spankings on her bottom for putting her in such a difficult situation.
'No, no! What the hell am I thinking? Spanking has no place in this context...', Professor Wei quickly caught herself, realizing her thoughts were completely inappropriate given the situation. Not only could such actions be easily misinterpreted, but depending on Liu Fengying's preferences, it might have the opposite effect.
Realizing how powerless she was against Liu Fengying only made her irritation grow.
'There's nothing wrong with her being into girls. Honestly, given her temperament, it's not even surprising. But why did she have to pick me as her target? Aren't there enough girls her own age in the entire school?', she grumbled internally.
For a moment, she even considered trying to set Liu Fengying up with another student she had a good opinion of, but she quickly abandoned the idea. When it came to emotional matters, she was hopelessly inexperienced; diving headfirst into matchmaking felt like too big a leap.
"Professor Wei... are you okay?", Liu Fengying snapped her out of her spiraling thoughts, noticing that she'd been opening her mouth to speak several times but kept falling silent. No matter how stimulating her behavior had been, there was no way Professor Wei's brain had short-circuited from emotional overload... right?
"Umm... Yes. Thank you for the compliment...", Professor Wei responded almost automatically, as if everything between them were perfectly normal.
But that moment of instinctive politeness gave her a small revelation: why couldn't she just pretend not to understand what Liu Fengying was trying to imply? The girl had only a few weeks left until graduation, most of which would be consumed by exam prep. How much time could she really spare to chase after her? Besides, Liu Fengying was a proud girl—if she saw that she wasn't making any progress, she'd most likely lose interest.
"Anyway, it's good that you're healthy. I have some assignments to grade, so while you wait, feel free to flip through a notebook or relax on your phone. Or better yet, act like I'm not even here...", Professor Wei quickly added, pulling a stack of papers from her briefcase and arranging them on the desk to appear busy. She had no intention of giving Liu Fengying another opening to say something even more inappropriate.
Not only were her movements noticeably stiff, but the materials she started laying out on the desk seemed like they'd already been packed to take home. How could Liu Fengying not realize that Professor Wei was just trying to find an excuse not to continue the conversation with her?
But this wasn't a bad sign at all—in fact, it was an unexpectedly good result. For Professor Wei, who normally showed indifference toward worldly matters, to take such a defensive stance meant she had truly been affected by her teasing.
Should she push things further? Liu Fengying's mind once again became a battlefield where desire clashed with reason.
'No, it really wouldn't be a good idea to rush into a relationship. Aside from the fact that I have a ton of things to focus on in the coming period, I still don't have the strength to completely protect my potential partner from my enemies. That wouldn't be fair to her. Besides, I spent over 300 years in my past life suppressing my craving for skin—what's another year, maybe two?', she reasoned with herself after thinking more carefully about her circumstances.
So it could be said that reason won again.
But at what cost? With each passing second she looked at Professor Wei, Liu Fengying became more and more reluctant to suppress the attraction she felt toward her.
Why did everything always have to be so complicated? Why couldn't she just have what she wanted? Hadn't she learned her lesson in her past life? She had always made decisions based on what seemed "right," ignoring her desires completely, and in the end, she had gained nothing.
So ultimately, Liu Fengying settled on a compromise—a path that gave her more room to maneuver in the future.
'How about... I just consider Professor Wei a candidate to become my girlfriend? This way, even if I don't intend to get into a relationship with her immediately, there's nothing wrong with trying to get closer. Yes, to get to know her better—or rather, to see if she'd be a good life partner...'
Of course, Liu Fengying was well aware that going down this path meant she had to be more restrained around Professor Wei than she'd like.
'Maybe I should try to build a relationship similar to the one I currently have with Hua Shu? No... I should be even more reserved than that. If someone with a body as seductive as hers ends up in my lap, I don't think I'll be able to keep my hands to myself...'
Still, a little harmless flirting couldn't hurt. And as they say, the best time is always now...
"Alright. But I don't think it'll be long before the vice principal returns, so I'll just sit here quietly and admire you while you work...", Liu Fengying rested her chin on one hand, looking at Professor Wei the way an audience watches an artist craft a masterpiece live on stage.
"......", Professor Wei barely managed to maintain a neutral expression. It was already uncomfortable enough that Liu Fengying hadn't taken her eyes off her since she'd begun preparing her workspace—did she really have to point it out, too? Now she couldn't focus at all on the paper in front of her.