After my soul traveled through time and space, I became the male protagonist Bai Yueguang

Shen Zhao's gaze towards the person on the stage suddenly turned cold. She didn't pay attention to what he said, so when the other students turned around and looked at her with envy, she suddenly woke up from the past.

She looked up blankly at the students around her, and then her eyes fell on Xiao Yi. She saw that he was raising one hand as an invitation, and the other hand was holding the microphone steadily.

Seeing that Shen Zhao was still in a daze, the host immediately took over the conversation and said, "I think this student was shocked by this surprise."

As he spoke, he walked up to Shen Zhao's direction until he was beside her. He reached out and grabbed Shen Zhao's arm in a hidden corner. Avoiding the microphone, he whispered to Shen Zhao, "Get up. Didn't you hear Professor Xiao call you twice? It would be embarrassing if he calls you again!"

Shen Zhao glanced at the host and slowly stood up from his seat, "Excuse me, is there anything I can help you with?"

The host's face turned pale at Shen Zhao's bluntness and lack of respect. He smiled awkwardly, "It seems that this student fell asleep and didn't hear such an important part clearly."

Shen Zhao nodded calmly, "That's why I asked you."

A few words livened up the atmosphere. The students were already laughing, and the scene was noisy and somewhat out of control.

Although Xiao Yi still maintained a warm and gentle expression on his face while standing on the stage, a cold light had already appeared in his eyes. How long had he felt ignored like this? He had just become the focus, but now, a girl who looked extremely similar to Sheng Baiyi had robbed everyone of their attention!

The host was also a little annoyed, but because it was a public occasion, when he wanted to say something, he was interrupted by the cello-like voice.

"Student, the proposal I just mentioned is to let the students who draw numbers go to a pharmaceutical company for a visit and study. The numbers chosen are exactly your seat numbers, and the first student who drew the numbers just happened to be the one who got it."

Although Xiao Yi looked at her so warmly, Shen Zhao had the feeling that he was looking at Sheng Baiyi through him, and he couldn't help feeling nauseous.

Seeing that Xiao Yi had put aside past grudges and took the initiative to explain, the host immediately handed the microphone to Shen Zhao, "Then let our first lucky winner say a few words! Let's give him a round of applause!"

Shen Zhao had seen such scenes many times and was not at all timid. She took the microphone and looked directly at Xiao Yi, which made Xiao Yi feel like he was being looked down upon. He couldn't help but frowned, but listened to what the girl said.

"I am honored to be the first student selected. I am also looking forward to Professor Xiao leading us to visit Xinrui Pharmaceutical Company that day." Shen Zhao said and handed back the microphone.

But Xiao Yi could never forget the glance she gave him before she sat down. Those sparkling eyes, which were extremely similar to Sheng Baiyi's, reflected his ugly posture as if mocking him, mocking his arrogance.

It shouldn't be like this, but when he looked over again, Shen Zhao had already lowered his head, as if he was not very interested in the activity just mentioned! This was also something he had not expected.

The lecture was in full swing, but the host never found fault with Shen Zhao again, and it ended successfully in the end.

Inside the manor, Mu Yanchen slowly took a sip of tea and listened quietly to Situ Rui's report. When he heard that Shen Zhao had started to have contact with Xiao Yi, the hand holding the porcelain cup paused, and he lowered his eyelids to hide the coldness in his eyes.

After Situ Rui finished his report, he asked in confusion, "How did Shen Zhao get involved with Xiao Yi? Why did she attend Xiao Yi's lecture? She was also picked to visit Xinrui Pharmaceutical Company. What kind of magical development is this?"

After saying that, Situ Rui received a glare from Mu Yanchen, which was so sharp that Situ Rui felt that he could be beheaded immediately.

He couldn't help swallowing.

Mu Yanchen didn't want to mention the twists and turns here to anyone else. He knew Shen Zhao, including her current actions, but it was the unavoidable contact that made Mu Yanchen's heart sink slowly. He knew rationally why she did that, but he couldn't control his emotions. He even felt that every drop of his blood was boiling violently.

But when he caught a glimpse of the figure running madly towards the villa on the path of the manor, the winter snow melted in his frozen eyes, and the warmth of spring appeared in them, like the warm sunshine.

Situ Rui couldn't help but marvel when he saw this. It seemed that the boss was in serious trouble.

When it was night and they were alone together, Shen Zhao realized that something was wrong with Mu Yanchen. Usually he would lie on the bed early with his eyes closed waiting for her, but today for some reason, he opened his eyes, which were sometimes sharp and sometimes innocent, and stared blankly at one place, but Shen Zhao didn't notice anything unusual there.

It was an hour later when she realized that the problem might be with her.

She had just come out of the bathroom, her wet hair draped over the towel on her shoulders, with water droplets dripping from the ends of her hair, some of which were absorbed by the towel and some of which fell casually to the ground. Her face was flushed from the steam.

She slowly approached the bed, sat down on the edge of the bed, and moved closer to Mu Yanchen.

The faint fragrance floated under Mu Yanchen's nostrils, which wavered his originally firm heart. His eyes fell on Shen Zhao's flushed face, unable to move their gaze away for a long time. He reached out and took the towel from her shoulders, covered her head, and pressed lightly with his palm through the towel. Each pressure was extremely gentle, for fear of hurting her.

While Shen Zhao was enjoying Mu Yanchen's service, she could feel him slowly approaching until he buried his head in her neck. His warm breath sprinkled on the side of her neck, making her feel itchy.

Shen Zhao said with a smile: "What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?"

After spending many days together, Shen Zhao could still feel Mu Yanchen's emotional fluctuations, even though he was not a person who showed his emotions openly.

"A bit..."

Shen Zhao, who was about to say something, felt a pain on the side of his neck. The coolness with a bit of fierce force fell rapidly on the tender flesh of his neck, and the tip of the teeth scraped it from time to time, as if there was a tense feeling that it was about to pierce the skin and bite the blood vessels at any time.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Shen Zhao let the person behind him move, but his hand slowly covered that person's cheek, gently stroking it, like the whisper between lovers, slowly calming the violence in that person's heart.

Time passed very slowly, and every second seemed like torture and torment. When Shen Zhao thought he was really going to bite her neck, the retaliatory torture stopped. His slightly cool thin lips left her neck, and were replaced by even colder fingertips.

He reached out and slowly stroked that place, as if he was admiring a work of art.

Shen Zhao couldn't bear it any longer. She pulled off the towel, turned around, and met his lustful eyes. She froze in place.