There Are Always Teachers Who Want To Ask Out Parents

Chapter 111: Jiang Yu Extra Story: Sister Likes You (1)

Jiang Yu has a "canary"* by her side.

*pet/sugar baby

Her name is Cheng Yan, who has just turned twenty years old. She is a sophomore majoring in French at Jiangcheng Foreign Language University. She has a youthful and tender appearance, with a face that lacks worldly experience. She has naturally smiling eyes that often form two crescent moons when she squints.

She keeps her hair in fluffy bangs and likes to wear light-colored clothes with floral patterns. Her straight black hair falls down to her waist, and she carries a white canvas bag while wearing flat shoes.

She doesn't like to wear any jewelry.

She likes her elder sister.

On the night they first met, it was drizzling. Cheng Yan stood at the entrance of the school without an umbrella. The misty raindrops covered her face, giving a slight chill. Her apricot-colored dress was dampened, and the thin fabric allowed the wind to pass through. She shivered, holding her arms with both hands.

Occasionally, students returning from outside would glance at her, regardless of their gender.

A black sedan slowly approached, its strong headlights sweeping across her face, causing her to squint. Soon, the car changed direction, its lights illuminating the flowerbed before coming to a stop. Then her phone vibrated, displaying a WeChat message.

[Get in the car.]

She hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and opened the rear door. Inside, she saw a woman sitting there, which put her slightly at ease as she bent down and got in.

"You must be Cheng Yan, right?" The woman smiled and spoke.

"Mm" 

Cheng Yan didn't get too close, her hand resting on the seat as if ready to open the car door at any moment. "Are you Assistant Feng?"

"Yes," Assistant Feng's smile seemed very formulaic, "I'll take you to the hotel now."

She nodded.

The car headed towards the hotel and quickly arrived. Cheng Yan followed Assistant Feng, going up to the ninth floor and entering a suite where no one else was present.

Miss Cheng, why don't you take a shower first? The clothes and toiletries are already prepared for you in the bathroom. The boss will be here soon." Assistant Feng was always concise in her speech, not fond of unnecessary words. Once she finished giving instructions, she turned around and left, closing the door behind her.

The room fell into silence.

The windows were tightly shut, adorned with tiny raindrops, while outside, the lights lingered.

Cheng Yan stood still for a moment, slowly placing her bag down before making her way to the bathroom. Inside, there was a large round bathtub, and a snowy white silk robe hung on a wooden rack. Next to it was a set of intimate clothing, which caught her off guard and left her stunned.

Is she supposed to wear that?

Her cheeks grew slightly warm, feeling a sense of restlessness. She reached out with her index finger and flicked the clothing, taking a deep breath before exhaling heavily, as if accepting her fate.

She had no choice.

Before coming here, she had already taken a shower in the dormitory. She hadn't met the boss in person, but Assistant Feng had mentioned that the boss was a woman who liked clean and fragrant girls. So she had specially bought a loofah to thoroughly clean herself inside and out. However, now it seemed inevitable that she would have to take another shower.

It was Cheng Yan's first time using a bathtub.

And it was a beautiful bathtub.

She had never even been to such a high-end hotel before.

Tonight, there would be countless firsts...

After taking a shower, Cheng Yan gritted her teeth and put on the intimate clothing. She draped the robe over herself, tying it tightly, afraid of revealing even the slightest glimpse. As she stepped out of the bathroom, intending to adjust her state of mind, she lifted her head and was startled to see a figure standing by the window.

It was a silhouette, with long black hair cascading down, and long, straight, slender legs that appeared tall and somewhat dominant.

Cheng Yan's heart raced, her fingers clutching the robe.

Was this the boss that Assistant Feng had mentioned?

Sensing the movement, the person slowly turned around. Her face was cool and subdued, with well-defined features. She had a single eyelid that was partially closed, with a slight upward tilt at the outer corner, exuding a sharp and aloof aura, somewhat wild.

She wore a fitted top that accentuated her slim waistline, burgundy straight-legged trousers, black high-heeled shoes with a thick heel, and had fair skin on her instep.

Cheng Yan was stunned, unable to help but open her mouth, her eyes lighting up.

What a beautiful sister...

Moreover, she felt somewhat familiar, as if she had seen her somewhere before, but she couldn't recall. Her mind only held a vague impression.

"Cheng Yan?" Jiang Yu moved her lips and softly uttered the girl's name.

Cheng Yan snapped out of her daze, realizing she had been staring at the other person. She quickly averted her gaze and nodded awkwardly.

A moment of silence passed.

The two locked eyes, and Jiang Yu raised an eyebrow, a playful smile appearing on her lips. She motioned with her finger for the girl to come closer, "Come here."

Cheng Yan's breath hitched, as if her soul had been seized. Her legs moved uncontrollably, and she walked over.

As she approached, Jiang Yu carefully examined the girl, her gaze filled with interest.

"Have you had dinner?"

"Yes." 

"Do you want something else to eat?" Jiang Yu asked gently, her smile becoming even more warm.

Cheng Yan shook her head.

Her heart felt as if it were tightly constricted by an invisible thread, making it difficult to breathe. She stared at Jiang Yu's face, her throat swallowing, thinking about what she would have to do later. Unbeknownst to her, her palms had started to sweat slightly.

A young girl, as tender as the new shoots on a tree in spring, inexperienced, innocent, unable to hide her concerns. Jiang Yu reached out and touched her face, feeling the warmth of her skin, soft and delicate. Her fingertips glided from the corner of her mouth to her jawline, her gaze growing even gentler.

Cheng Yan was very nervous, unable to control her trembling, yet she forced herself to appear calm, appearing cute and pitiful.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Yu understood in her heart and lightly patted her shoulder. "Is it your first time?"

"...Mm."

The girl blushed instantly, biting her lip and speaking in a small, kitten-like voice.

"Well, that could be a bit difficult..." Jiang Yu frowned, as if speaking to herself. But soon, her radiant smile returned. She leaned in close to the girl's ear and whispered softly, "But it's okay. Sister can teach you."

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From that moment on, Cheng Yan was caught in a whirlpool.

That night, her sister was gentle, not minding her youth and innocence, not finding fault in her awkwardness and clumsiness. She taught her many things. Cheng Yan became increasingly immersed in the whirlpool, like a dream, with a subtle and intense throbbing in her heart, intermingled with affection.

When she woke up in the morning, the person had already left. She was left wanting, still immersed in the beautiful dream, until she saw the 100,000 yuan check on the bedside table.

A bucket of cold water poured over her head, awakening her abruptly.

The dream was shattered.

Later, the second time, the third time, the fourth time...

For about two months, every time Cheng Yan woke up on the hotel bed, she couldn't see Jiang Yu's figure. Only the cold check by the bedside accompanied her, telling her that the gentle whispers by her pillow at night were not dreams.

And then, before she fell into a deep sleep from exhaustion, Cheng Yan clung to Jiang Yu and pleaded softly, "Sister... I want to see you tomorrow morning too... Can I...?"

Fatigue swallowed her consciousness, and in a hazy state, she faintly heard that gentle voice agreeing.

From then on, every morning after their moments of pleasure, when she opened her eyes, she could see Jiang Yu's face. That radiant smile, those tender eyes, like poison, slowly corroded her young and passionate heart.

However, the money kept coming, only changing from checks to bank transfers.

Cheng Yan gradually developed an illusion, believing that she and her sister were lovers. She didn't want the money anymore. She didn't want to be caught off guard by the whip-like numbers when her heart was full of sweetness. She wanted her sister's love and heart.

….

One morning, Cheng Yan woke up in Jiang Yu's embrace.

After a brief moment of tenderness, Jiang Yu looked at the faint red marks on the girl's neck and had an idea. They engaged in another round of intimacy.

She enjoyed the company of little sisters, inexperienced, fragrant, and full of vitality. When she grew tired of one, she would simply replace her with another, always maintaining a sense of novelty. It was much more satisfying than investing effort into cultivating a relationship. She was addicted to playing with these "canaries," where the cage remained constant, but the birds flew in and out.

Previously, each little sister in her company had a shelf life of no more than three months. However, Cheng Yan had been in her cage for over six months now, and she didn't seem to show any signs of getting bored. Perhaps it was rare to encounter one with a longer shelf life, and Jiang Yu didn't want to set her free so soon.

Unless the "canary" misbehaved.

After they were done, Jiang Yu made a phone call to order breakfast and got up to freshen up.

Cheng Yan lay on the bed, listening to the sound of running water from the bathroom. She suddenly felt a sense of people living together and being in love, and her heart was filled with a sweet sensation. With her eyes closed, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, rolling over to bury her face in Jiang Yu's pillow and inhale the scent lingering on it.

Ah, sister's scent.

Smells so good.

After a while, Jiang Yu came out of the bathroom and saw Cheng Yan sitting by the edge of the bed, getting dressed. Out of habit, Jiang Yu picked up her phone to make a bank transfer and asked while operating it, "Do you have classes this morning?"

"Yes, at ten o'clock."

"After we finish eating, I'll take you to school."

"Okay."

Cheng Yan obediently replied. Suddenly, her phone next to the pillow made a sound. She picked it up and saw a text message from the bank—those numbers at the end were glaringly bright, like a hoe forcefully digging her out of her dream.

Her face stiffened, and her eyes turned as lifeless as ashes.

"I'll be flying to Europe tomorrow and will probably be back in about two weeks. You can hold onto the room card and come over to stay anytime," Jiang Yu casually said, putting down her phone and picking up the clothes she had thrown on the floor last night.

No answer.

The girl sat rigidly on the edge of the bed, holding her phone motionless.

Jiang Yu paused for a moment, then walked over with slow steps. She placed a hand on Cheng Yan's shoulder and slightly bent over. "What's wrong?"

"Elder sister..."

"Mm?"

Cheng Yan lifted her head, a flicker of struggle passing through her eyes. Then, as if she had made up her mind, she spoke one word at a time, "Please don't give me money anymore."

In that instant, Jiang Yu caught a glimpse of the love that couldn't be concealed in the girl's eyes, and her heart sank immediately. She paused for a moment and calmly displayed a gentle smile, "Is it too little?"

"No, no, no." Cheng Yan shook her head repeatedly, "That's not what I mean, Sister. I mean... I don't want it anymore..."

"Then what do you want?" Jiang Yu asked patiently.

The girl's lips trembled for a while, and she nervously said, "...I want you."

Jiang Yu's face turned cold, and the smile in her eyes gradually disappeared.

Cheng Yan was frightened, and she quickly held onto Jiang Yu's arm, stammering, "Sister, I..."

"What did you just say?" Seeing the girl's panic, Jiang Yu felt a trace of reluctance. Her complexion softened slightly, and she tugged at the corner of her mouth. "I didn't hear clearly. Can you say it again?"

Cheng Yan bit her lip tightly.

She dared not say it.

"Mm?"

"I... I said... there's no need to give me that much money..." Cheng Yan's voice trembled, almost on the verge of tears. It wasn't because of fear but despair. She felt like she had stepped on a landmine and was about to be blown to pieces.

A prolonged silence followed.

Jiang Yu stared at the girl's face for a long time before returning to her previous gentle and kind smile. She lowered her head and kissed her lips softly. "Okay."

Cheng Yan felt like she had died.

She shouldn't have had such thoughts.

The waiter brought breakfast, and the two of them ate slowly as usual. Jiang Yu chatted with Cheng Yan as if nothing had happened, discussing trivial topics. The girl obediently responded but remained mostly silent.

After finishing their meal, Jiang Yu drove Cheng Yan to school without saying a word.

When the car stopped at the entrance, Cheng Yan hesitated for a moment and then suddenly turned her head. "Sister..."

"Mm?"

"After you come back from Europe, will I still be able to see you?"

"Of course." Jiang Yu's smile remained gentle. "Sister likes you a lot."

Cheng Yan felt like she had come alive again.

Author's Note:

Finished. I love a scumbag like Jiang Yu, I want to add more drama to her 23333

The adult Niu cub and Yaoyao extra story will be arranged later