Forcibly Taken by My Student’s Mother - Chapter 8

Chapter 8: Closet Pervert! Old and Indecent! Addicted to Touching…

Su Xiaowan shrank her neck and called out in a small voice: “Mommy, we were just doing some sports warm-ups…”

Lu Xuelan acted as if she hadn’t seen anything, or rather, she deliberately ignored the somewhat eyesore-inducing scene from a moment ago. She walked in with a normal expression, placed the document on the side coffee table, and then extremely naturally took off her well-tailored light gray suit jacket and handed it toward Tao Yao.

“The air conditioning is set low; it’s easy to catch a cold if your clothes are soaked with sweat.” Her voice was calm and waveless, devoid of any discernible emotion, as if it were merely basic concern from a host to a guest, or a benefactor’s consideration.

Except that her gaze lingered for another instant on Tao Yao’s sweat-dampened neck and collarbone.

Tao Yao was stunned and didn’t dare to take it.

What… what kind of play was this? She couldn’t help but think of last night’s conversation—”look for opportunities for intimate contact”?

Lu Xuelan held the posture of offering the jacket without moving, looking up at Tao Yao as if urging her.

Tao Yao felt hair stand up on the back of her neck; she dared not take it even more.

The two of them stood in a silent confrontation.

On the side, Su Xiaowan’s eyes widened even more, looking at her godmother as if she had seen a ghost, blurting out: “Mommy, since when do you proactively give people your jacket? You are super protective of your personal space, okay! Last time I borrowed your scarf without asking, you scolded me for an entire week!”

Lu Xuelan gave her a faint glance, a look that made Su Xiaowan shut her mouth immediately.

“Su Xiaowan.” Lu Xuelan’s tone had no ups or downs, yet it carried an unquestionable majesty. Her gaze swept over her sweat-covered body and messy hair. “Look at what you look like right now. Covered in stinky sweat—go take a shower immediately, change into clean clothes, and then prepare for class. Now is study time, not game time.”

“Oh…” Su Xiaowan curled her lip and gave Tao Yao a “you’re on your own, my mom seems even weirder today” look, then scurried upstairs like a dejected dog, not forgetting to peek back at the two people in a deadlock before leaving.

Only Tao Yao and Lu Xuelan remained in the living room, along with that suit jacket suspended in mid-air.

Tao Yao was still frozen there, and Lu Xuelan’s jacket was still held out in front of her.

The jacket looked to be of excellent quality, the fabric was crisp, and it carried Lu Xuelan’s faint, cold fragrance along with a trace of body heat.

“No… no need, President Lu.” Tao Yao hurriedly waved her hands and took a small step back. “I’m fine, I’m used to it, it’ll be dry in a while. Besides… this clothing is too expensive, I…”

Let her wear Lu Xuelan’s personal clothing?

Just thinking about it felt bizarre and ambiguous, and she was covered in sweat.

Lu Xuelan didn’t insist. She withdrew her hand, but her gaze landed on Tao Yao again. From her sweat-dampened forehead hair to her flushed cheeks and moist lips, then to the white T-shirt tightly wrapping her body, and finally to the waist and abdomen lines that were even more tense due to her backing away—she surveyed her slowly and carefully, like a queen inspecting her territory.

Tao Yao felt uncomfortable all over being stared at, as if scanned by an X-ray. Her heart felt unsettled, and at the same time, that feeling of being enveloped by a domineering gaze returned, making her heartbeat unstable.

What the hell does this woman want? She wouldn’t try to use force, would she? She looks at her like this every time!

“Teacher Tao.” Lu Xuelan finally spoke, her tone the usual business-like one, but the content made Tao Yao choke. “You know Xiaowan’s situation. She has an outgoing personality and open concepts; her expression of goodwill toward the same sex is also quite direct. You… in your current state,” she paused, her gaze meaningfully sweeping over Tao Yao’s sweat-soaked, body-hugging clothes, “might affect her focus, and even trigger some unnecessary misunderstandings and… impulses.”

Tao Yao: “…” What state am I in? What do I look like?

This is normal post-exercise sweating, a normal physiological phenomenon.

And your daughter was the one touching me first, okay? Why does it sound like I’m intentionally seducing her?!

A surge of anger rushed to her head, but she didn’t dare to lose her temper. She could only grumble miserably in her heart.

Then, she said submissively: “I understand. I will be careful in the future.”

“Not in the future, but now. For the sake of the upcoming teaching effectiveness and to avoid unnecessary trouble,” Lu Xuelan continued in that calm, waveless tone, as if stating a perfectly reasonable solution, “I suggest you take a shower, change into dry clothes, and then continue the lesson for her. This is better for everyone.”

Who on earth brings a change of clothes to a tutoring session?!

Tao Yao was practically speechless and blurted out: “President Lu, I came for class and didn’t bring a change of clothes, it’s not very convenient.”

“The guest room upstairs has a private shower with full supplies.” Lu Xuelan acted as if she had expected this reaction, her tone as natural as if arranging a routine task, her eyes looking at her calmly. “I will have the housekeeper find a clean spare outfit for you.”

“No need to trouble yourself, President Lu, really no need.” Tao Yao instinctively refused, her voice a bit frantic.

Letting her shower in the Lu house? This was just too weird.

And who knows if Lu Xuelan would suddenly do something extreme? She wouldn’t be able to handle it.

Lu Xuelan looked at her quietly, no emotion in her pupils, yet carrying invisible pressure, as if saying: This is a reasonable request, please cooperate.

Tao Yao bit her teeth secretly, neither wanting to compromise nor daring to refuse.

Until Lu Xuelan slightly tilted her chin and said with unquestionable authority: “Teacher Tao, as an employer, I have the right to make reasonable requests for the teaching environment to ensure teaching efficiency and avoid potential problems. If you cannot cooperate, I think I need to re-evaluate the suitability of this employment relationship.”

Tao Yao’s heart sank abruptly. Re-evaluate? Was this a threat to fire her?

No! Absolutely not!

Thinking of that damn loan, all of Tao Yao’s words of refusal got stuck in her throat, like a fishbone.

Money is a hero’s courage, but also an immortal-binding rope.

“…Alright, President Lu.” She compromised helplessly, the words squeezed out from between her teeth. “I’ll go shower right now. I’ll trouble you to find me a suitable set of clothes.”

Lu Xuelan nodded almost imperceptibly, her voice as before: “Follow me.”

Tao Yao was like a defeated rooster, dejected and dispirited, following Lu Xuelan upstairs with a belly full of resentment and powerlessness. In her heart, she cursed Lu Xuelan up and down: Using public office for private gain! Old fox! Closet pervert! Control freak! Just you wait! Once I have money… once I expose your true face…

The guest room was decorated with the same simple luxury, featuring its own bathroom, larger than Tao Yao’s entire rental apartment.

Lu Xuelan pointed toward the bathroom: “The towels and bathrobes are all new; they are in the cabinet. You can just take them out and use them.”

Her tone didn’t change, but standing at the guest room door, she clearly had no intention of leaving immediately.

Fortunately, the bathroom door was not transparent.

Tao Yao breathed a sigh of relief, though still feeling incredibly awkward. She walked quickly into the bathroom and habitually closed the door.

Thinking of this woman Lu Xuelan’s tactics, she acted as if she couldn’t be at ease and specifically checked, confirming the door was double-locked before she started taking off her clothes.

Even across the bathroom door, Tao Yao was still incredibly nervous, fearing Lu Xuelan might be bold enough to take a key and barge in.

She took a quick shower. The warm stream washed away the sweat and some of her fatigue, also helping her calm down slightly.

But the thought of Lu Xuelan standing just outside the door with ill intentions toward her still made her feel uneasy all over.

After washing, she wrapped herself in a bath towel and dried her hair in front of the mirror. Looking at her flushed face and moist eyes in the reflection, she calculated how to handle things in a moment and how to end this awkward situation as quickly as possible.

A light knock sounded on the door, unhurried.

“Teacher Tao, the clothes.” Lu Xuelan’s voice came through the door, calm and waveless.

Tao Yao quickly wrapped the towel tighter, ensuring it was secure, then walked over and opened a sliver of the door, revealing only half her body and her dripping wet head.

Lu Xuelan was standing outside, holding… a dress and underwear.

“President Lu…” Tao Yao looked at that dress, her scalp tingling. Her bad premonition had come true. “Are there… pants or a T-shirt or something? I’m not used to wearing dresses, and…”

The color was even pink. How many years had it been since she wore such a delicate pink?!

“No.” Lu Xuelan looked at her with a calm expression. She didn’t speak, but simply pushed the dress in her hand forward a bit further. Her gaze clearly said: Only this, wear it or don’t.

Don’t wear it? Was she supposed to walk out wrapped in a towel? Or put back on that sweat-soaked, semi-transparent T-shirt?

The latter was clearly worse.

Tao Yao was so angry she ground her back teeth, but she still had to endure the humiliation and reach out to take the dress.

It felt cold and silky to the touch; the fabric was amazingly high-quality.

Lu Xuelan seemed satisfied and finally turned to leave, leaving behind: “Come down once you’ve changed. Xiaowan must be getting impatient.”

Tao Yao closed the door, glared at the dress in her hand, and sluggishly put it on.

The fabric was indeed very body-hugging. The waist was especially well-fitted, and the chest line matched perfectly; the size was surprisingly appropriate.

She moved awkwardly, feeling uncomfortable all over. The hem of the skirt swayed lightly with her movements, and her legs felt empty. Most fatally, the zipper at the back was invisible, extending all the way from the waist to just below the back of the neck—it was very long.

Tao Yao reached back to grab it, twisting for a long time until her arm ached, but she only managed to pull it halfway. A large section remained open at the back, exposing most of her back to the cool air.

She couldn’t help but complain inwardly: This is absolutely intentional!

She tried several times and failed, getting so angry she wanted to curse, but she didn’t dare be too loud.

She couldn’t go out like this. Should she call Su Xiaowan to help?

That would be even more awkward!

Left with no choice, she opened the door again, leaned half her body out, and called out awkwardly to the outside: “President Lu… could I trouble you for a moment? The zipper… I can’t reach it, it’s stuck.”

After saying it, her face turned red from anger, feeling that she was truly down on her luck.

Lu Xuelan seemed to be at a doorway not far away and quickly walked over. Seeing Tao Yao wearing only half the dress with her back exposed, her gaze lingered for an instant on the faintly visible dimples of Tao Yao’s lower back, her eyes darkening slightly.

“Turn around.” Her voice was still flat, but it seemed a bit lower than before.

Tao Yao followed the instruction and turned around, her back to her. Her heart started pounding for no reason, almost slamming out of her chest.

She could feel Lu Xuelan approaching, carrying that cold fragrance.

Slightly cool fingertips lightly pinched the zipper pull and slowly pulled upward. The fabric closed bit by bit, enveloping her body from the waist to between the shoulder blades, and finally to the back of the neck.

This process was very slow—so slow that Tao Yao could clearly feel the slight vibration of the zipper, and…

Lu Xuelan’s fingertips triggered a slight shiver that crawled up her spine, giving her a layer of goosebumps all over.

Tao Yao was stiff all over, cursing wildly in her heart: Closet pervert! Old and indecent! This is absolutely intentional! Gotten addicted to touching, haven’t you? Just you wait! When this lady catches your weakness… but her body involuntarily tensed up even more, and her breathing grew light.

The zipper finally reached the top, stopping just below the back of the neck, fitting perfectly.

Lu Xuelan’s hand didn’t leave immediately. Instead, it pressed lightly below the back of Tao Yao’s neck, as if confirming the zipper was fully closed, or perhaps… a brief pause.

The palm was warm, contrasting with the cool fingertips, transmitting through the thin fabric.

Tao Yao couldn’t take it anymore and was just about to tell her to let go in a dignified manner.

“It’s done.” Lu Xuelan spoke at the right moment, right behind her ear, her breath lightly brushing over her wet temples.

Tao Yao felt as if she had been burned. She took a sudden step forward to open up distance, her eyes not daring to look at the other: “Th-thank you.”

Lu Xuelan looked at her, her gaze sweeping over her body, and gave a faint evaluation: “It suits you well. Go down to class.”

Tao Yao felt as if she had received a royal pardon. Keeping her head down, she almost jogged downstairs.

Lu Xuelan stood at the top of the stairs, watching her slightly flurried retreating back, dark colors surging in her eyes.

After a moment, she raised her hand. Her fingertips seemed to still retain the warm sensation of skin from just now as she lightly brushed them over the corner of her own lips.

The tip of her warm tongue slightly grazed the pads of her fingers, a flash of desire flickering through her eyes.