"Let me remind you, my foot isn't injured." Class Teacher-040 had already leaned sideways on the sofa, a faint, sardonic smile hanging at the corner of her lips as she looked at Lin Yi.
Perhaps to prove the truth of her statement—or for some other reason—she deliberately wiggled her toes. Even through those mysterious sheer stockings, Lin Yi could see the ten rounded, elastic toes.
What self-respecting Gentleman could tolerate such humiliation? Outraged, he glared at Class Teacher-040's foot, his expression filled with Unyielding resolve.
Class Teacher-040 smirked and silently withdrew her foot.
For Lin Yi, this move was like throwing a meat bun to a dog, utterly futile. But oddly, it reassured her… showing lust is a good sign.
After all, only "humans" harbor such complex desires.
And as they say, the eyes are the windows to the Mind—just moments ago, the glow inside Lin Yi's "window" resembled a senior disco hall.
