Cultivating through increasing my stats in America-Chapter 133 - 130 Homeroom Teacher (Two in One, 5000 Words - )_3
Originally, he thought the gender version confusion online was just a prank, but he never expected to encounter such a thing in reality.
As the story reached this point, the two arrived at an elegantly decorated restaurant.
Teacher Sofia hadn’t known how long it had been since she’d dined at this kind of restaurant with a man.
"You were able to help me today, and I’m very gratified, so let me treat you to this meal," she said.
Teacher Sofia also knew that this student was an orphan, and his family’s financial condition was among the lowest in the entire school—naturally, she could not let Li Ang spend his money.
Li Ang did not decline. The best way to get closer to someone was not to keep giving blindly—that often made one seem foolish.
On the contrary, by allowing the other person to contribute, you could bring yourselves closer more rapidly through the investment of sunk costs.
Since it was Teacher Sofia’s treat, Li Ang did not order many dishes. It was actually Sofia who ordered quite a bit, enough for four or five people.
Noticing Li Ang’s puzzlement, she explained,
"Just think of it as revenge spending. I’ve never been to one of these couples’ restaurants before, so this time it’s like making up for lost time, ordering all the things I’ve wanted to try," she said.
That wasn’t all—Teacher Sofia even ordered a bottle of white wine.
Of course, the wine was not for Li Ang. Not only was he underage for drinking, but he also had a car waiting for him to drive home.
While they ate, Teacher Sofia drowned her sorrows in wine, pouring out her troubles to Li Ang.
Naturally, Li Ang quietly played the role of the trash bin, the more he listened, the more it helped him grasp her mindset, bringing them closer together.
By the time they finished eating, the sky had completely darkened.
Teacher Sofia stood up, and she seemed rather unstable on her feet.
However, as soon as Li Ang reached out to support her, he quickly deduced she wasn’t nearly that drunk.
A Grandmaster of Tongbei Quan could tell which muscles you were using with just a touch; let alone discerning whether someone was faking drunkenness.
Even though Teacher Sofia had downed most of a bottle of ordinary white wine by herself, the alcohol content was such that it wouldn’t knock someone out, especially if they could hold their liquor well.
Since Li Ang couldn’t figure out her intention for pretending to be drunk, he decided to take the initiative.
"Teacher Sofia, shall I carry you? It looks like you can’t walk," he offered.
Teacher Sofia was still processing his words with a somewhat sluggish brain when she suddenly felt herself being effortlessly scooped up into a princess carry by Li Ang.
"Height 164 cm, weight 53 kg, bust size... around 34D," Li Ang recited in his mind, the former estimated by sight, the latter felt with his body.
Since his physical attributes had improved, he was now quite sensitive to weight—not as precise as a digital scale, but accurate to the kilogram.
"From the subconscious panic when I first picked her up to now, as she’s trying to curl up and minimize contact, it’s clear her pretending to be drunk was not an attempt to seduce me," he pondered.
"If it’s not that, she must be fishing," he concluded.
Unbeknownst to Teacher Sofia, in just a few breaths, Li Ang had seen through all her thoughts.
Indeed, she thought as Li Ang had deduced. Although Li Ang was a well-behaved boy at school, this did not necessarily reflect his true nature.
Moreover, upon meeting him today, she could see his personality had undergone a significant change.
Teacher Sofia needed to know whether Li Ang would do something to a teacher drunk out of her senses, so she could decide if she could really let him take her home.
Li Ang wouldn’t do anything; the risk index of inebriated women was off the charts. He had seen too many similar cases online in his previous life. He wasn’t desperate for a woman—it wasn’t worth the rush.
Throughout the journey, Li Ang quietly carried his homeroom teacher, dangling the bag of vegetables she had bought with one finger, not making any inappropriate moves.
And in Li Ang’s arms, Teacher Sofia initially did not stop him out of fear of being found out.
Now, she lay very comfortably, mixed with the tingling fear of being recognized by acquaintances and the security of Li Ang’s strong embrace—feelings she’d never experienced as a teacher.
For a moment, she began to fantasize that if only Li Ang were her husband. But it was just for a moment; she quickly snuffed out that thought. She was a teacher—how could she indulge in such fantasies about her student?
It was entirely too immoral... too thrilling.
"Sofia, oh Sofia, just thinking about it in your head, what’s the harm? Are you always so cautious, even your thoughts constantly restrained?" she asked herself.
Perhaps influenced by the alcohol, and egged on by the inner voice in her head, Sofia freed all the constraints on her thinking and cast aside ethics, morals, shame, and propriety.
She stealthily opened her eyes, gazing at Li Ang’s Adam’s apple, feeling the heat of his chest against hers, and let her imagination run wild.
"Miss Sofia, wake up, we’re at the car. You need to tell me where you live first," Li Ang said, shaking her a bit.
Teacher Sofia’s cheeks flushed as she instinctively gave Li Ang her precise address.
The next second, Li Ang handed her a large pack of tissues.
At first, Teacher Sofia didn’t understand, but then, in the moonlight, she looked down and realized that her gray skirt had a large darkened spot—it was clearly wet with something.
A wave of intense embarrassment swept over her, making her cheeks burn as if on fire.
"Li Ang, can you keep this a secret for me?" she pleaded.
