Living With My Yandere Professor

Chapter 124: Little Dirty

"You’re staring at me, my eyes are practically drooling, and you still haven’t thought of anything?"

Scarlett pouted; she just didn’t want to expose Andrew.

She was usually aloof and celibate, but she was also a normal woman. She was twenty-seven years old, so how could she not know the lewd things Andrew was thinking?

After washing Andrew’s clothes, Scarlett took out her own socks and used the opportunity to warn Andrew.

"If I find out you’re watching lewd videos, I’ll stuff your socks in your mouth!"

"I won’t look, I won’t look."

Andrew grinned and made the promise, then joked with Scarlett, "Sister, I’m finding you’re becoming more and more like my mom. You’ve even started doing my laundry now."

Scarlett rubbed the clothes in her hands and said with a smile, "You can call me Mama Charles if you like."

"Mommy Charles".

"Stop pretending to be a child! Speak clearly."

After the joke, as Andrew watched Scarlett wash her own underwear, he suddenly remembered what Catherine had told him earlier that day.

"Sister, are your bras quite expensive?"

"Huh? Why are you suddenly asking this?"

"My sister said it’s better to buy this at a higher price, otherwise it’s bad for your skin."

"Of course. My underwear isn’t cheap, but it’s not too expensive either. I think the one I’m washing now costs around two hundred."

"..."

Two hundred is not expensive.

Such a niche term.

Andrew realized he was worrying unnecessarily; Professor Scarlett was a rich woman! How could she possibly skimp on clothes?

Looking at the small black bra in Scarlett’s hand, Andrew’s mind began to wander into fantasies.

What would Professor Scarlett look like wearing this lingerie?

As he was thinking, Andrew was suddenly tapped on the head.

"Pervert! Stop thinking nonsense. Go hang up the clothes, I’m going to bed!" Scarlett said, blushing, and left the bathroom.

Andrew was still a little confused, " Why is Professor Scarlett blushing?"

But he quickly realized what was happening and hurriedly pulled up his pajama pants again to adjust his position.

After calming down, I took the clothes to the balcony.

Nothing happened that night.

Scarlett and Andrew both took a day off and set off together to resume their search for hidden gem restaurants in Blackthorn City, noting down any delicious ones that weren’t crowded.

As for the bad food, Andrew will make a note of it and never come back.

This was also the day Scarlett made the most expressions.

She regretted coming with Andrew more than once.

"Sister, it really doesn’t taste good. Just spit it out. There’s no need to force yourself to swallow it."

"I know, but after throwing up so much, I’m really hungry."

Scarlett reluctantly ate the curry rice, the taste of which was hard to describe.

She felt that her cooking skills were good enough to open a restaurant, and that she could become a chef.

Scarlett already had a sensitive stomach, and after eating so much junk food, she quickly couldn’t take it anymore.

After noticing that Scarlett’s expression was off, Andrew stopped the tasting and went home.

When Scarlett got home, she had diarrhea. When she came out, she was pale and limped, leaning against the wall to walk.

Andrew looked at it and felt pain.

While taking care of Scarlett, he also said to her, "Sister, why don’t you go to work? I’ll go out with you on the weekend and we’ll eat something delicious."

"Um."

Scarlett lay weakly in bed and responded with a soft nod. This time, she was truly suffering.

Andrew prepared a hot towel for Scarlett and applied it to her stomach. He changed it when it cooled down, and after several repetitions, Scarlett’s face regained its color.

"That’s about enough, just one more hot compress will do."

Scarlett lay in bed murmuring to herself. The diarrhea had left her feeling weak, and she wanted to take a nap.

Andrew placed his hand on the hot towel, feeling its temperature, and removed it once it cooled down.

To make it easier for Andrew to apply a hot compress to her stomach, Scarlett took off her coat, leaving only her innermost shirt.

Now lying flat on the bed, Scarlett’s voluptuous figure was even more alluring under her shirt.

A figure like that looks beautiful in nice underwear; my sister’s flat-chested bra is really lame.

Looking at Scarlett, who had closed her eyes and seemed to be asleep, a wicked thought slowly rose in Andrew’s mind.

I wonder what it would feel like to touch Professor Scarlett’s rabbit?

My head was already close by, so it shouldn’t be a problem if I bump into it, right?

Andrew peeked out and looked around Scarlett, left and right.

Professor Scarlett must be asleep by now.

To check if she was really asleep, Andrew gently poked Scarlett’s arm.

Seeing no response, Andrew assumed Professor Scarlett was asleep.

"Then it should be okay if I touch it lightly, right?"

As Andrew pondered this, he raised an eyebrow mischievously, "Hey, it’s bound to happen sooner or later anyway. I’m just going to make a light touch. Professor Scarlett will agree."

Andrew slowly reached out his hand, his heart pounding with excitement and nervousness, and gently extended it toward the soft rabbit.

Just before they were about to meet, Scarlett, who had been fast asleep, suddenly opened her eyes and glared at Andrew, "What are you going to do!"

"!!!"

Andrew was so scared he almost jumped out of bed, exclaiming, "Holy crap!"

After struggling to his feet, Andrew rubbed his aching head and began to explain and apologize, "Excuse me, sister, please let me explain..."

"Fine, let’s hear how you’re going to try to justify yourself this time!"

Seeing Scarlett staring straight at him, Andrew opened his mouth but then closed it, swallowing hard.

After a moment of silence, he prepared to accept the punishment, "I’ll go get the durian peel."

Just as Andrew was about to leave, Scarlett called him back.

Seeing Scarlett’s fierce eyes, Andrew knew that today’s events were probably not as simple as kneeling on durian peels.

"I’ve noticed that the punishment of making you kneel on durian peels doesn’t seem to have taught you a lesson anymore; you’re getting more and more outrageous."

Andrew lowered his head and spoke softly, but after Scarlett scolded him, he obediently shut up and dared not say another word.

"Then what were you trying to do just now?!"

"..."

Scarlett glared angrily at Andrew for a while, then pointed directly to the study.

"Go! Bring me the ruler from the study!"

Andrew happily went to the study and brought back a 40-centimeter-long plastic ruler.

Scarlett took the ruler, pointed it at Andrew, and acted like an interrogator wielding a great sword.

"Tell me yourself, where do you want to hit?"

After thinking for a moment, Andrew turned his back to Scarlett and said, "How about we spank him?"

"..."

Scarlett’s lips twitched with anger, This little thing really knows how to pick things!

Now that it’s the dead of winter and people are wearing so many clothes, a spanking probably won’t hurt or itch at all, let alone make them feel anything.

But if you let Andrew take off his pants and let her hit him, that would be a bit...

Not to mention Andrew being embarrassed, Scarlett blushed and felt ashamed just thinking about it.

Scarlett gritted her teeth and rejected Andrew’s suggestion, "Turn around right now!"

Andrew obediently turned around again, lowered his head and looked aggrieved, and said softly, "Then, sister, you hit wherever you want."

Seeing Andrew like this, Scarlett’s heart softened immediately.

Maybe we should just forget about it. Everyone’s lustful, and this little guy’s mind is only on himself.

Just as Scarlett was about to let Andrew go, her reason prevailed once again!

No way! I can’t let him off this time. This little brat is starting to try and manipulate me by using his charm! He needs to be taught a lesson!

"Which hand did you use to try something bad? Show it to me, and I’ll hit that hand!"

Under Scarlett’s angry, cold questioning, Andrew slowly extended his right hand.

Scarlett held Andrew’s fingers with one hand and raised the ruler with the other, striking Andrew’s palm with appropriate force.

"From now on! If you use either hand to do something naughty again, I’ll hit that hand, understand?"

"Ok," Andrew lowered his head and answered with a pitiful expression, looking as if he was about to cry.

Scarlett, who had been keeping a serious expression, finally couldn’t help but show concern when she saw Andrew bowing his head and constantly touching his right hand, which had been hit.

He’s already been punished, so showing concern for him now doesn’t mean I’m being soft-hearted, right?

Does it hurt?

"Ouch~~~"

Andrew pouted and said softly, sounding aggrieved.

As for why he was pouting, it was because he was trying hard to bite his lip to keep himself from laughing.

As Scarlett listened to Andrew’s drawn-out narration, she felt a pang of heartache and put down the ruler, reaching out to pull Andrew’s right hand over and gently stroking it.

"Then you’re not allowed to do anything sneaky again."

"Um."

"If you want to get close to me, just tell me. As long as it’s not too outrageous, I’ll agree."

"Really?" Andrew looked up, pouting, and blinked repeatedly at Scarlett.

Scarlett’s heart almost melted at his pitiful, blinking look, "Really?"

"Can I hug you, now?"

"Yes, of course."

Scarlett opened her arms and pulled Andrew into her embrace. Andrew took the opportunity to snuggle against Scarlett, looking just like a bullied child running home to his mother.

Andrew slowly moved his body, buried his head in Scarlett’s chest, and sobbed softly.

Ah! Finally, I’ve got it! It feels so good!

Scarlett gently stroked Andrew’s head with her right hand, comforting him.

But gradually, she seemed to sense that something was not quite right.

The more I listen to this little guy’s sobbing, the more it sounds like he’s laughing.

At first, Scarlett thought she was hallucinating and had misheard.

But as Andrew couldn’t contain his joy, his sobs turned into silly giggles.

"Woo woo woo, hehehehe."

"..."

Scarlett, realizing she had been tricked, clenched her fists, her body trembling with rage, and she could hear the grinding of her teeth.

Realizing the situation was dire, Andrew immediately stood up, grinning as he prepared to flee.

"Hey, sis, you can have a good afternoon nap. I won’t bother you anymore, hehe."

"Roll!!!" Scarlett yelled angrily, picked up the Psyduck plushie from the bed, and threw it at Andrew with all her might.

Andrew took off running, fleeing haphazardly back to his bedroom.

After lying here for so long, even if I get beaten up, it’s worth it.

Seeing the Psyduck plushie lying on the ground, Scarlett’s chest heaved with anger.

"That little rascal! He actually dared to play a trick on me! How awful!"

But Scarlett couldn’t do anything about Andrew. Andrew already knew she would feel sorry for him, and those so-called punishments were nothing to worry about.

"No! I have to find a way to re-establish the authority I had with him before, otherwise this little brat will become more and more presumptuous!"

But Scarlett thought about it all afternoon and still couldn’t come up with any good ideas.

She felt completely under Andrew’s thumb; she couldn’t resist him whenever he acted cute.

Just as she was angrily looking for something to eat to fill her stomach, Andrew came to her bedroom door with a grin.

Scarlett glared at him and said, "What!"

"Hey, Scar, calm down. My sister asked if you have time to tutor her in English for the CET-6 exam. She’s taking the CET-6 exam in two months."

Scarlett was initially so angry that she instinctively wanted to refuse, but she quickly calmed down and realized it was a legitimate request.

And thinking back carefully, Andrew seems to have often said that his older sister is a very shrewd and clever woman.

The little guy’s older sister probably knows how to deal with him.

With that thought in mind, Scarlett immediately agreed.

"Okay! I can tutor her when I’m not working."