Chapter 18 – That Kind of Education
Evan stopped stiffly.
Then he turned around like a badly controlled machine and forced a smile at Hannah.
"Heh. Hannah."
Hannah walked over quickly in high heels. She looked him up and down with extremely strange eyes.
"Explain. What are you doing here?"
Evan instantly felt like a child caught by a parent after doing something bad.
"I... I..."
"My friend came here to relax. I came to find him."
"We're going to play pool later."
As he lied, he jabbed Wayne hard with his elbow.
Wayne immediately understood and stepped forward to cover for him.
"Yes, ma'am!"
"I was getting a foot massage here. Evan came specially to find me."
"He didn't do any big package."
"Don't worry. He really didn't do anything."
Evan wanted to strangle the fat man on the spot.
Did this idiot know how to speak?
If Wayne had not explained, things might still have been fine. With that guilty explanation, Hannah's eyes became even more suspicious.
Suddenly, Evan's mind turned.
He counterattacked first.
"Right, Hannah. What are you doing here?"
"I came to take a bath. This place belongs to my friend's family."
As she spoke, Hannah pointed to the woman beside her.
That woman was very beautiful, with a generous face and a full pear-shaped figure. Evan secretly clicked his tongue. Sure enough, a beautiful woman's friends were often beautiful too.
"Oh. Then you go ahead. I'll leave first."
"Fine. Finish your business and go home. Don't wander outside."
Hannah gave the warning with a cold face.
Evan felt as if he had received amnesty. He grabbed Wayne and escaped the massage place at high speed.
Outside on the street, Wayne asked curiously, "Brother Evan, who was that incredible beauty? Why does she manage you so strictly?"
Evan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"A distant relative of my family."
"If I don't behave, she'll report me to my dad."
"Oh, like that."
Wayne rubbed his hands, still unwilling to end the night.
"So? Still early. Want to go somewhere else? I can take you roller skating."
Evan shook his head decisively.
After what had happened in that private room, his whole body felt soft and his legs were floating. Right now, he only wanted to go home and sleep.
"Forget it. It's late. Go home and rest."
At the next intersection, Evan and Wayne each took a taxi.
When Evan returned home, he stretched deeply and collapsed onto the sofa.
His mind kept replaying that strange, exciting feeling from the massage place.
Those East Valley men had it rough.
Imagine paying a mountain of bride money to marry when a foot massage technician could already talk like a fox spirit.
Evan leaned against the sofa and watched television.
At some point, his eyelids began fighting. He dozed off.
About three hours later, the front door opened.
Hannah had returned after bathing.
She carried several shopping bags.
After changing into slippers in the entryway, she casually tossed the bags onto the sofa. Then she rummaged through one and threw a brand-new pair of men's underwear into Evan's lap.
"Here. Bought it for you while I was out."
"That torn pair hanging on the balcony has a hole in the back, and you're still wearing it."
Evan held the underwear and scratched his head awkwardly.
He had left that old pair drying outside. He did not expect Hannah to see it.
Men were strange creatures. Spending a few hundred dollars at a massage place did not hurt at all. But buying themselves a decent pair of underwear for a few dollars felt like cutting flesh.
Evan picked up the new pair and inspected it.
Gray cotton boxer briefs. Good texture. Even stylish.
"Thank you, Hannah."
Hannah rolled her eyes and ignored him. She returned to the master bedroom to sort her things.
A while later, after removing her makeup, Hannah came out wearing a newly bought set of sleepwear.
"What do you think? Does this look good?"
As she spoke, she turned lightly in front of Evan.
Evan's eyes nearly went straight.
Good?
This was not simply good.
This was dangerous.
Hannah wore a one-piece silk sleep set. Inside was a close-fitting slip dress, the hem barely covering the top of her thighs. Outside, a thin, sheer robe floated over it like mist.
On Hannah's figure, the whole thing looked lazy, expensive, and unbearably tempting.
Especially the length of the hem.
It sat right at that cruel boundary between hidden and almost seen, enough to make imagination run wild and then punish itself for running.
"Looks good," Evan said, swallowing. "Really good."
"All right. I'm exhausted from shopping all afternoon. I'm going to sleep."
Hannah stretched lazily and returned to her room.
Evan's sleepiness had been wiped clean.
He carried the new underwear back to his room, showered happily, and changed into the gray boxer briefs Hannah had bought him.
He felt unreasonably pleased.
The next morning, while they were eating breakfast, Hannah put down her chopsticks and suddenly interrogated him with a cold face.
"Be honest. Yesterday at the massage place, were you really just looking for that fat friend?"
After all, that shop belonged to her friend. Hannah knew very well what kinds of messy services hid behind clean signs.
In fact, the night before, she had quietly checked Evan's payment record at the counter.
The bill was clean.
Just a regular full-body massage and foot massage.
Evan nodded without hesitation.
"Of course."
"Why would I lie to you?"
"If you don't believe me, ask your friend what I paid for."
On the surface, he was steady as an old dog. Inside, he released a long breath.
Good thing the technician had not charged the extra.
If Hannah had seen some strange item on the bill, she might have looked down on him for the rest of his life. Worse, she might have called Jack and complained.
"Fine. At least you're honest."
Hannah rolled her eyes.
"In the future, stop following shady people to those romantic places."
"You're young. Don't learn bad habits, understand?"
"Don't worry, Hannah. I absolutely won't."
Evan slapped his chest in guarantee.
After breakfast, Evan lay on the sofa like a grand old man watching television.
Hannah suddenly came out of her room.
With a smack, she placed a silver laptop on the coffee table in front of him.
Evan was confused.
"What's this for?"
"Computer broken? I can't fix this thing."
Hannah's cheeks flushed faintly. She glared at him.
"Fix your ass."
"Inside... there are a few gigabytes of videos."
"Adult kind. If you want to watch, watch by yourself."
"Huh?"
Evan was instantly stunned.
Was there truly such a good thing in the world?
Hannah coughed and forced herself to explain calmly.
"I thought about it last night."
"You're a grown man now. Full of energy. You should understand some physiological knowledge."
"Otherwise you'll think nonsense all day, hurt your body, and affect your studies."
"Our society is too lacking in this kind of education."
"That makes many boys grow strange because of curiosity."
"As a teacher, and as someone older who is responsible for you, guiding you early is also for your own good."
"I downloaded the resources for you. They're in a hidden folder on the D drive."
"When you have time... you can watch quietly in your room."
"Okay, okay."
Evan desperately held down the corners of his mouth.
He hugged the laptop like treasure and slipped back into his room like a thief.
After entering, he locked the door firmly behind him.
Then he sat cross-legged on the bed and opened Hannah's laptop with great expectation.
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