Interrupted by Bao Gucheng, Professor Feng Tang couldn't keep dragging Zuzi to "discuss the topic."
But he had a bit of a teacher's occupational habit, always worrying about correcting Zuzi's mistaken views.
The students continued to visit the next burial chamber.
While lecturing, Professor Feng couldn't help but search for Zuzi's figure in the crowd—wait, where did she go?
And the security guard? Where did the security guard go!
At this moment.
Bao Gucheng was holding Zuzi's slender waist, indulging in a deep "kiss" behind a jade screen.
The man, whose good moment had been interrupted, was particularly unsatisfied, as if doubling down on the sweetness of the girl's lips was the only compensation.
The not-so-distant sounds of discussion and laughter from the students faintly reached them, serving as the perfect background music, heightening the preciousness of their stolen and intimate moment,
and the thrill.
