Next step...
Freya's slender eyelids trembled slightly as she glanced unintentionally at Xia Feng's thin lips before quietly retracting her gaze.
She was only thirty-something in bone age, but if the time she was frozen was added, she could also be considered a mature woman over three hundred years old.
That is to say, she hadn't yet experienced the taste of a kiss in more than three hundred years since her birth.
This first kiss, she was indeed a bit panicky and uneasy.
Especially since Xia Feng was her... student.
Although over this past year, Xia Feng's childishness had faded, and he had been expelled from Weiyang Academy; she had also resigned from the academy and was no longer a teacher.
But in her eyes, Xia Feng was still her student, just a slightly older boy.
What just happened had already crossed a boundary.
If things continued this way, once this matter was over, she really didn't know how she would continue to interact with Xia Feng.
