Jian Ran's palms were sweaty with nerves... It was clearly too late to leave now.
Because... from outside, it sounded utterly chaotic.
"Ah..."
Jian Ran: "..."
So awkward.
Jian Ran felt trapped, noticing Gu Mochen's hand casually stroking her waist, her cheeks flushed even redder.
Jian Ran glared at Gu Mochen reproachfully.
Now... stuck between a rock and a hard place.
Gu Mochen appeared somewhat innocent.
Hm... need to be more careful in the future.
Students are indeed crazy.
...
The noise from behind the curtain continued, and Jian Ran's face was so red it felt like it could bleed, her whole body leaning on Gu Mochen, back soaked with sweat.
Gu Mochen, seeing Jian Ran's restless demeanor, felt somewhat uneasy, and with narrowed eyes, his magnetic voice filled the spacious music classroom.
"The teacher is here..."
"Ah..."
