Chapter 541 - 9.11 Well-behaved And Docile
As soon as they were alone, the first thing Zhao Bolin did was to regain the upper hand which had been lost somewhere along with his composure.
Fortunately, the brief intervention from Professor Lou earlier had given him a sufficient amount of time to calm down. Goodness... he really had no idea what was wrong with him. The moment his eyes met with the male student’s silver orbs, every inch of his skin tingled like live wire, sending sparks of electricity down to the tip of his fingers. His brain was working too diligently to secrete hormones which caused his physical reaction to go haywire.
He let out a shaky exhale and crossed his arms over his chest so as to not let the other know how affected he was by his mere presence.
There was actually nothing special about the male student. He was very youthful with elegant features like a refined gentleman; but it was not like Zhao Bolin had not seen any handsome guys before. Appearance notwithstanding, the man had a pair of eyes that did not seem to suit his physique.
Those eyes... they reminded Zhao Bolin of an intelligent beast, the apex of predators who stared at the world beneath him with utter indifference. They made Zhao Bolin’s blood boil and his heart, which had not calmed down ever since, quickened even more.
He really wanted to... see those eyes closely; see if there was really nothing which could be reflected there.
Alas, in his current predicament, he had no way to get close to the other lest his rapid thumping of heartbeat would give himself away. It was really not easy to keep his expression in check. Where would he put his face if the male student found out how flustered he was? He was Professor Zhao Bolin for God’s sake! Why would he lose his bearings just because of a stranger? It was utterly absurd!
Seeing how the male student did not move, Zhao Bolin furrowed his brows and spoke with impatience, "Didn’t you hear me? I told you to strip so I can check your body. Just take off your shirt is fine."
The male student’s silver eyes seemed to sweep across his chest before raising to his face. However, it was so brief that it must only be Zhao Bolin’s imagination. Then he saw the male student move his fingers to sign, [Are you sure?]