You are all bad women! Don't come over!-Chapter 553 - 534

Shen Mochen silently took a few glances. Here, the number of female students far surpassed that of the males, probably around eight to two. The cafeteria was very quiet, everyone adhered to the "no talking while eating" rule, only the headmaster quietly conversed with Shen Mochen.

After the students finished their meals, they did not linger in the cafeteria, clearing up their bowls and chopsticks before leaving. The headmaster cheerfully halted a girl named Yang Xue'er and asked her to take Shen Mochen on a tour around the high school area.

"Captain Shen, I'm getting on in years, and my body isn't what it used to be. From here on, please let Teacher Yang take you on the tour," the headmaster said with a smile. "If you have any requests, feel free to mention them to Teacher Yang. If you find any children you take a liking to and want to adopt, just tell her. All the children here are obedient and sensible, you can choose any you like."

"Very well, then I'll trouble Teacher Yang for this," Shen Mochen responded indifferently.

"Where's that coming from, Captain? Just call me Xiao Yang!" Yang Xue'er was very enthusiastic.

On the way, Shen Mochen took a look at Yang Xue'er. She appeared to be around twenty years old, very beautiful, with light, pure makeup, wearing a white cotton dress with a cinched waist that outlined the curves of her bust, exuding a pleasant fragrance.

Even within the Jishi Association, she was a rare beauty.

Hmm, a lower-tier version of Liu Chaoyan.

"Teacher Yang seems very young. How did you come to work at the Jishi Association?" Shen Mochen asked.

"I was originally a student here. After I graduated, I stayed to work," Yang Xue'er said with a slight smile.

She walked ahead of Shen Mochen, bathed in sunlight, and the thinness of her dress faintly revealed the blue lace of her bra and panties.

Shen Mochen glanced a few times, but quickly moved his gaze away.

Apparently, Yang Xue'er hadn't noticed the revealing scenery beneath her thin dress and enthusiastically introduced the Teaching Institute to Shen Mochen, even sharing some amusing incidents from when she was still a student.

"Captain Shen, look over here, we once set off fireworks at this spot. And that's exactly where I got burned..."

Yang Xue'er took Shen Mochen's hand, pointed to a patch of open ground next to them, her voice wailing.

"Was it very serious?" Shen Mochen asked.

"Serious? No, it's just that it left a scar..." Yang Xue'er undid the top button of her dress, showing off her snow-white clavicle and a hint of cream color below, "Look, right here!"

Shen Mochen glanced at it, noting a crescent-shaped mark the size of a little fingernail.

"It's good that it's not serious, and it doesn't seem to affect everyday life," Shen Mochen restrained himself from looking down but still couldn't help glancing several times.

Holding Shen Mochen's hand, Yang Xue'er gently placed it on her burn scar, her voice sounding even more pitiful, "Feel it, it's protruded here, so ugly!"

Shen Mochen's hand slightly withdrew, but he didn't pull away, his fingertips brushed gently below Yang Xue'er's clavicle, as her cheeks turned a flushed pink, like peach blossoms in March.

"It's not ugly at all, it's quite pretty like the moon," Shen Mochen's eyes couldn't resist sneaking another few glances.

"Really? That's the first time someone has said that to me!" Surprise and delight washed over Yang Xue'er's face.

Shen Mochen confirmed it with a smile, and only then did Yang Xue'er cheerfully button up her dress again and turn to resume introducing the surroundings.

But in that turned head's instant, the innocence in her eyes momentarily turned to triumph, while Shen Mochen slowly retracted his smirk, his eyes revealing a trace of contempt.

The students did not rest at noon but were engaged in various club activities. Yang Xue'er invited Shen Mochen into the activity building for a tour, with her high heels clicking on the floor.

The first stop was the dance activity room. According to Yang Xue'er, this was the club with the most members, with about thirty or forty girls stretching their legs.

They were dressed in tight blue leotards, their backs mostly exposed, their legs sheathed in pure white, flawless stockings. From the napes of their necks to the tips of their toes, every inch of beautiful curves was on full display, emitting the scent of youth.

After Yang Xue'er arrived, she laughed and chatted with Shen Mochen for a bit, then asked the girls to stop stretching and perform their recently learned dance for Shen Mochen. The girls danced with sensual grace, prompting nods of approval from Shen Mochen.

Catching his reactions, Yang Xue'er smiled and asked after the dance concluded, "Captain Shen, have you ever danced ballroom?"

"Nope, not at all," Shen Mochen shook his head.

"Since you're already here, why not experience it with the young lady?"

"This... It's not quite right, too much trouble for you all."

"Ah—" Yang Xue'er shook her head, her smile blossoming like flowers, and she delicately said, "Actually, we'd like to trouble you. There are too few boys here, and these girls rarely have the chance to dance with males. They're all poor children, so could you please grant their wish?"

Shen Mochen nodded, but then hesitated, "But I don't know how to dance."

"That's perfect, we can teach you. It's not hard to learn." Yang Xue'er smiled faintly, pretending to casually call out the girl Shen Mochen's gaze lingered on the longest:

"Yuwen Yue, come teach Captain Shen a dance."

Yuwen Yue crisply agreed, her cheeks flushed as she walked up to Shen Mochen, exuding a youthful feminine fragrance.

Shen Mochen didn't refuse again, and took Yuwen Yue's hand for a dance. His talent was high, he learned anything fast. Even Yang Xue'er was surprised, jokingly asking if Shen Mochen had learned before somewhere.

After grinding up close with Yuwen Yue for a good while, Yang Xue'er called another girl up, making the rest green with envy.

Shen Mochen's eyelids drooped; sure enough, any girl he showed interest in would be brought before him. If he were proactive right now, these two girls, and maybe even Yu Jing and Xiao Mei, the two junior students about Shu Lingyun's age, would end up in his bed tonight.

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However, there was still something Shen Mochen hadn't figured out at the moment.

After leaving the dance room, Yang Xue'er continued to show Shen Mochen around, but while walking down the corridor, Yang Xue'er suddenly got sprayed with water.

"Ah…" Yang Xue'er got startled, hastily stepping back, and coincidentally, her buttocks bumped perfectly against Shen Mochen's crotch.

"I'm so sorry, so sorry!" The janitor quickly turned off the faucet, throwing the hose to the ground, "Ms. Yang, I'm really sorry, I was just about to clean the restroom... Are you alright?"

"I'm fine."

Even though Yang Xue'er was completely drenched, she maintained her composure. She didn't blame the other party, only saying she'd go change her clothes and asking Shen Mochen to accompany her.

Shen Mochen followed behind Yang Xue'er, who was all wet, merely gathering her long hair, water droplets falling one by one. Her already fitting dress clung even closer in its drenched state, revealing the seductive turquoise underwear wrapped around her buttocks.

Arriving at Yang Xue'er's office, she asked Shen Mochen to wait while she went to change clothes in a partition.

First a scream to attract his attention, then a clothed body pressed against him, followed by expressions of adoration for him... Shen Mochen thought boredly about what she was likely to do next.

Without any surprise.

Yang Xue'er called Shen Mochen into the partition, wearing only her underwear, covering her chest with one arm, pressing herself against his body, her eyes moist with desire.

After everything, his anger had to be substantial, Yang Xue'er thought, now she was sure to have him...

"Ah!"

Suddenly, Yang Xue'er let out a scream, and she found herself pressed down on the table.

After a bout of violent onslaught, Shen Mochen pulled up his pants, looking at Yang Xue'er twitching non-stop on the floor, his heart void of pity. He was indeed furious, though not about what Yang Xue'er had expected.

He scanned the partition but didn't find any cameras. If there were any, they sure wouldn't let him spot them this easily.

But now he could confirm a suspicion. Whether or not it had something to do with Buque.

"Ms. Yang, are you all right, blame me..." Shen Mochen's face showed distress as he helped Yang Xue'er up, "I'm really sorry, you were just too tempting, I just couldn't hold back."

Yang Xue'er's eyes were vacant, her mind fuzzy, as if she'd been shocked into numbness by electricity.