My love game is too abstract

A crisp slap echoed in the silent classroom.

Zexia's eyes widened, and she froze, her face flushed with shame. She never imagined that Yarrow would dare to hit her.

"You... You actually dare to..."

Another slap landed, and a clear mark gradually appeared on her fair skin. Zexia let out a soft groan.

"Weren't you very imposing just now? Why aren't you imposing now? Teacher Zexia?"

Yarrow chuckled. This humiliating position allowed her to witness firsthand how she was being treated.

"Bastard! Release me, Your Majesty!" Zexia cried out in humiliated anger.

"Release you? This kind of restraint is nothing to you, right? Why don't you undo it yourself?" Yarrow said.

This was just a low-level binding spell. With Zexia's abilities, she could easily break it, but she didn't move.

Yarrow leaned close to her and whispered:

"Zexia, could it be that you actually like this?"

The Silver Dragon's body trembled slightly, as if she had been stumped by the question. She turned her head away, avoiding the issue, and said softly:

"Hey, I never allowed you to do such outrageous things..."

"Is this outrageous?"

Zexia paused for a moment. Soon, she felt Yarrow becoming even more outrageous.

"...Don't touch there! You..."

Zexia's tone was filled with panic.

But Yarrow not only touched, his fingers also hooked the edge of the lace, wanting to undo her last line of defense.

Under extreme shame, Zexia finally broke free from the restraint. With a flip, her dragon tail swung towards him.

Yarrow leaned back to dodge, taking two steps back, and watched Zexia flip over and stand on the table, frantically adjusting her clothes.

Once she had tidied up, she glared at him with a fierce look.

"I won't spare you!"

With that, she pounced directly at Yarrow.

But Yarrow reached into his pocket and pressed a pocket watch he kept inside.

Time instantly froze. Everything around seemed to lose its color, and the Silver Dragon in front of him remained in mid-air, frozen in her expression of humiliated anger.

"Good thing I always carry the time-stop watch with me," he thought.

Ten seconds. Ten seconds was enough time to do a lot.

He lifted the mid-air Zexia down, tied her hands behind her back, pressed her body face down on the table, then lifted her robe and slapped her buttocks hard twice more.

Ten seconds passed, and time began to flow again. Zexia found herself pressed against the table again, with a burning pain in her lower body.

"You... What did you do? How could I...?" she said in disbelief.

In an instant, such a thing had happened, and without feeling any traces of magic flowing, she had no idea how Yarrow had done it.

"Guess, teacher. Guess what other tricks I have? Guess what your reaction will be in the next moment after you realize what's happening?" Yarrow said with a cold smile.

"You!"

*Slap!*

A slap landed.

"Were you wrong? Will you dare to tease me in class again?" Yarrow said coldly.

Zexia pursed her lips, not speaking.

*Slap!*

Another slap echoed.

"Wrong..." the Silver Dragon finally said in a muffled voice.

"Hmph, no sincerity."

"Tsk, then what do you want?" Zexia said irritably.

"It's up to you."

Yarrow released her and sat in the chair.

Zexia got up, glaring at him fiercely, then leaned forward and kissed him on the lips as if she wanted to devour him.

Then, she turned her head away in a huff.

"Is that enough?"

"How can just one be enough? You said before that you would kiss me every day. How many days has it been?" Yarrow said.

The Silver Dragon clicked her tongue, then straddled his lap, placing her hands on his shoulders, and gave him a fierce look and a suffocatingly sweet kiss.

Yarrow also wrapped his arms around her slender waist, returning the kiss.

About half a minute later, the two separated. Zexia still glared at him unhappily, but her voice had softened:

"You're so petty. I was just joking with you, and you got angry."

"If you want to joke around, wait until we get home. I don't want others to see you being spoiled outside," Yarrow said.

Upon hearing these words, Zexia paused, her face slightly flushed. She lowered her head and gave a soft "Mm."

Seeing her adorable appearance, Yarrow smiled slightly, stroking her soft body: "Does your butt still hurt?"

Zexia trembled, then angrily opened her mouth and bit him hard on the neck.

"Bastard, you not only dared to hit me, but you also touched..." Zexia couldn't say the rest, she just gritted her teeth and glared at him with a red face.

"The feel is actually quite good. I think I can add it to the homework you assigned me," Yarrow said.

"What homework?" Zexia asked in confusion.

"You really didn't take it to heart, did you?"

Yarrow sighed and leaned over to grab the half-finished homework from the table:

"Essay title: Ten Most Charming Aspects of Lady Zexia."

Zexia then remembered this casual punishment assignment and curiously wanted to see how he had written it.

Yarrow held the Silver Dragon, took the essay, cleared his throat, and read it out loud:

"First of all, Zexia's most charming aspect is her beauty. That exquisite face, even just one look is enough to be completely captivated..."

"How cheesy," Zexia said with disgust.

"Alright, then I'll skip this part," Yarrow continued, "Next, it's her petal-like lips. Even just looking at them, one can imagine how sweet they are. When tasted, the heart surges like a tidal wave..."

"Skip it! Skip it!" Zexia said, her face red.

"Alright... Then, it's her breasts, although they're not big..."

"Skip this part too!"

"And then there's her slender waist. Every time I hold her, I can feel that amazing softness..."

"..."

"Further down, there are her slender legs, with just the right amount of fleshiness. If she wore black stockings, it would definitely evoke any beautiful fantasies..."

"..."

"And then, there are those dainty feet, so white that there isn't a single flaw. The soles are slightly fleshy and have a pleasant scent. The skin is delicate, and no matter which angle you look at it from, it's full of charm, making people want to hold them in their hands and play with them to their heart's content..."

"Well, I've only written this much for now. Later, I'll have a deeper description, as well as recognize several other charming points. What do you think? Zexia?"

He looked at the Silver Dragon in his arms, and she was already so ashamed that she couldn't speak. She grabbed his collar, her body trembling slightly.

"Zexia?"

"You... You're a..."

"What?"

"You're a pervert! It's so disgusting! Pervert!"

Zexia got up from him, covered her red face, spread her wings with a whoosh, smashed the classroom window, and flew away.

"Hey! Why did you run away? Am I still writing the rest!" Yarrow ran to the window and shouted.

"Tch, so easily embarrassed," he shrugged.

At this moment, a scolding voice came from the corridor outside:

"Which bastard broke the window!"

The classroom door was kicked open, and a caretaker with a murderous look rushed in.

"Bastard kid! You dare to break the classroom glass! Deduct points!"

Yarrow was stunned, his eyes twitching:

"Huh?!"