I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 617. Acting
Xia Feng subconsciously pressed down on Freya's slender waist, his dark eyes slightly raised: "Let's begin."

Freya was taken aback by these words, and panicked for a moment: "Start, start what?!"

“We should rehearse,” Xia Feng earnestly suggested from the perspective of a professional actor. “Before we officially start acting, we should always rehearse a few times to make sure everything goes smoothly.”

"Oh, you mean this?" Freya patted Xia Feng's black hair with displeasure, looking down at him with a stern face and scolding, "You brat, speak more clearly next time, or I'll misunderstand you!"

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Xia Feng realized that this woman really did treat him like a child.

"To be honest, Freya, you've already left Wei Yang, so strictly speaking, I don't need to call you teacher anymore."

"Haven't you heard the saying 'A teacher for a day is a mother for life'?" Freya frowned, her face displeased. "You brat, are you trying to betray your sect?"

"Your sect doesn't only have me as a student, does it?"

"Um?!"

"Alright, alright." Seeing her stubbornness, Xia Feng gave up arguing with her. "Let's get back to the point, Teacher Fu, you can start trying to rehearse on me."

"Rehearsal? How do we rehearse?"

"What, you're the teacher, and I have to teach you?"

"!" Freya pursed her lips. She really didn't know how to act, after all, she was an old aunt who had been single for so many years.

Having never actually fought in a real combat situation, how would they know the specific movements and reaction details?

Even if you've never eaten pork, you've seen pigs run.

She recalled the unspeakable video footage she had once accidentally seen.

Quickly realizing what was happening, Freya raised her wine-red eyes slightly, raised her hand, and used her index finger to firmly tap Xia Feng's brow. With a stern face, she said in a low voice, "You brat, sit back a little."

Xia Feng did as instructed, moving back and leaning against the sofa.

Then he felt Freya lean down from above, a few strands of her languid red hair falling onto his cheek, and Freya's round thighs pressing down on his thighs.

The moment the pressure was applied, Freya's body stiffened slightly, because she clearly felt that Xia Feng had undergone a very obvious change in that instant.

That brat was definitely up to no good!
Freya sneered inwardly, placing both hands on his shoulders while attempting a graceful, swaying motion with her slender waist. Her cold, beautiful face was serious and composed, her flushed eyes calmly looking down at Xia Feng as she said in a low voice, "You brat, is this how it is?"

Xia Feng inexplicably felt his body temperature was a little high. Freya's beautiful face, which was high above him, remained solemn, just like a serious teacher instructing students.

After thinking for a moment, Xia Feng earnestly offered his suggestion based on his limited understanding: "Teacher Fu, try making your movements a little bigger; it might be more effective."

"Is that so?" Freya lowered her long eyelids slightly, and continued to lean down, lying completely on Xia Feng's body.

It's like a majestic mountain suddenly collapsing into a plain.
Xia Feng felt inexplicably out of breath. Teacher Fu's wine-red eyes narrowed slightly, and the graceful curves under her fishtail dress swayed like waves surging on the sea.

"How about this?" Teacher Fu stared at him intently and asked again.

"Hmm," Xia Feng stared at the alluring red lips so close to his eyes, "Teacher, don't you know that you have to make noise when you do this kind of thing? How will your husband believe you if you don't make a sound?"

Freya frowned and slapped the back of his head, displeased: "Ye Lidong and I are not yet husband and wife."

"Doesn't that count? You two should have gotten your marriage certificate by now, right?"

"It's just a piece of paper, what can it prove?" Teacher Fu said calmly, lowering her head to bring her red lips close to his ear, pursing her lips, and letting out a soft, sweet moan, "Hmm~~~ Is that how you call me?" Xia Feng felt a tingling sensation in his ears and neck, and his pupils dilated slightly.

His large hand slid up Ms. Fu's thigh, revealing her sexy, round, and fair thighs through the slit of her red dress.

Freya's heart tightened slightly, and she quickly reached out to stop the brat's restless hand.

But after holding it down for only a second, she inexplicably felt a loss of strength and let go.

She let the brat's hand slip directly behind the side slit of the red dress.

Her slender waist stiffened instantly, and she pressed her red lips tightly together beside Xia Feng's earlobe, her breath quickening as she hesitated and whispered, "Xiao Feng, we're just acting, is this necessary?"

Xia Feng's movements froze for a moment, but only for a moment. Then he grabbed Teacher Fu's hand even more firmly and explained in a calm voice, "This is more realistic."

Freya pressed her red lips tightly together, a tempting blush quietly appearing on her cold and beautiful face.

She couldn't help but recall her promise to Mu that she would keep Xia Feng in check and prevent him from causing trouble.
"You brat, do you like Mu Qingtong?"

Freya's question startled Xia Feng, causing him to tense up and freeze in his hand movements. He almost thought Miss Mu had arrived.

Seeing the students' frightened and panicked appearance, Freya frowned even more, her heart filled with inexplicable emotions.

It seems he really likes Mu?

Freya clearly sensed that, although not obviously, Xia Feng's movements and body did become somewhat stiff after she asked the question.

"To be honest, teacher, it's actually purely Mu Qingtong who has a one-sided crush on me and is obsessed with me. She even used the marriage contract to blackmail me and tried to imprison me!" Xia Feng smiled faintly and said disdainfully, "I don't like this evil woman with an absurdly strong desire for control at all."

"Hmm?" Freya didn't expect this answer. So it was just that Mu was being presumptuous?

Although she didn't show it, she actually didn't like Mu very much.

Things were fine back at Weiyang Academy, but after their reunion last night, Freya felt that Mu Qingtong treated her with a kind of indifferent contempt, as if she were an ant.

That feeling was fleeting, and seemed to be just an illusion.

But she really didn't like Mu Qingtong as a student.

"So Mu is really this bad." Freya wrapped her delicate hand around Xia Feng's neck, her slender waist swaying slightly. Her wine-red hair was piled high, and her cold, beautiful face was close to Xia Feng's eyes. "Do you need me to use my methods to teach her a lesson?"

"Huh?" Xia Feng was stunned, then gave an awkward smile. "No need for that. Miss Mu wasn't being that unreasonable."

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They're even trying to imprison you, isn't that going too far? Freya's eyes were strange. Could this brat have some kind of weird fetish?

Or
Has she already been locked in a secret room and disciplined by Mu Qingtong?
Freya couldn't help but picture Xia Feng being trampled underfoot and brutally humiliated by Mu Qingtong, grinning foolishly and sticking out his tongue.

Very likely!
Mu Qingtong gave her the impression of being an evil female student who would do such a thing.

"Xia Feng, have you already fallen in love with that feeling?" Freya asked in a low voice, her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed as she looked down at him.

"Huh?" Xia Feng was a little confused. What did he mean by "feeling"? What was Teacher Fu imagining now?

Before he could ask anything more, Teacher Fu's performance suddenly became more dramatic, and she gently bit his earlobe with her pearly teeth.

(End of this chapter)