The Villain Doesn’t Want To Date the Cute Heroine

47: Definition of the Tidal Wave

With a stable, drifting pose, the taxi came to a stop in the center of the school gate. Everyone’s gaze was now focused on the taxi’s body.

This high-level drifting technology was something they had only seen in the movie “Initial D”. Who would have thought that they would actually see it in real life?

Some boys who loved cars rushed to the back of the taxi, eagerly watching as the door slowly opened.

They could control the car like their own hands and feet, and they now felt like they were about to learn from a master.

“Hey, we’re here,” some awkward Chinese was heard from inside the taxi. The first one to get out was a pair of long, plump legs.

Mirenlin put on her sunglasses and adjusted her skirt as she walked out of the taxi.

Her tall figure and fiery maid outfit immediately drew the attention of countless male gazes.

“You said you’re an expert, and now you believe me, right?”

Mirenlin walked up to Wu Liang’s seat, smiling confidently.

She stubbed out the cigarette on the ground and helped Wu Liang, who was looking pale, out of the taxi.

“Master, their gazes are now all on us,” Mirenlin said with a sly smile, her arm wrapped around Wu Liang’s waist and her hand feeling his abdominal muscles.

As she touched Wu Liang’s abdominal muscles through his uniform, Mirenlin’s expression changed to one of surprise.

Originally, Wu Liang was the type who looked slender in clothes but muscular when undressed, and Mirenlin had not expected him to have such a physique.

It seemed that Mirenlin was very interested in Wu Liang’s abdominal muscles, and she couldn’t help but squeeze them a few times.

“You should wear something cooler, or they won’t even look at you,” Wu Liang replied weakly, his face pale.

Mirenlin glanced at the maid outfit that revealed her navel, which was a stupid design.

Are you sure this is called a maid dress? And not some kind of… intimate lingerie?

The fabric of this dress was so thin that it was barely enough to cover Mirenlin’s chest.

Her snow-white skin was very visible in the sunlight, especially the beautiful curve of her small stomach.

“Master, this is called a tidal wave,” Mirenlin said.

Milan held onto Wu Liang, helping him steady his body, his hands on his hips with a hint of discontent.

The midriff-baring outfit was originally a trend, allowing women to fully showcase their abdominal line beauty, and it was indeed very refreshing to wear in the summer.

“Is, is, is… trend… what a trend……”

Wu Liang covered his dizzy head with his hand, waving it carelessly, clearly not in the mood to chat with Milan here.

If Milan were to be even more reckless, he might have vomited up his breakfast this morning.

This was all thanks to his exceptional physical endurance, which was much higher than that of ordinary people, or he would have collapsed by now.

“Sir, if we weren’t in a rush, we wouldn’t have come to the academy at this time,” Milan said, noticing Wu Liang’s discontent, and wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning in with a beaming smile.

The soft, tight breasts pressed against Wu Liang’s cheeks, as if they wanted to bury his head in them.

“I understand, don’t bother,” Wu Liang said, quickly extricating himself from Milan’s embrace.

After all, the other person was only wearing an inner garment and a midriff-baring outer garment, and the sensation of the soft chest was making him feel a bit awkward.

“That’s okay, sir, you can’t hold a grudge against me,” Milan said, hugging her chest and shrugging her shoulders, with the white rabbits on her chest bouncing up and down.

In reality, she didn’t know much about sir, as she was just an external maid and had limited contact with Wu Liang, and it was almost non-existent.

From what everyone had heard, Wu Liang was a wicked person, with no evil he wouldn’t commit, and was afraid of the soft but tough.

So she had deliberately taken the initiative to tease Wu Liang earlier, wanting to test whether he was really that despicable.

But judging from Wu Liang’s current behavior, her little sir didn’t seem to be as detestable as rumors had it.

“I’m not that upset about this, you’re just doing your job,” Wu Liang rubbed his temples, emphasizing the word “expert”.

He was now very clear about Milan’s driving skills, which were terrifying, and it was like a female version of Fujiwara Takahisa.

The way she could effortlessly drift and accelerate in a narrow, congested alley, Milan was indeed a master of this field.

“Okay, my dear Wu Liang sir～”

Milan smiled slightly, and the rumors that had spread recently seemed to be true.

Her little sir had indeed woken up, and since he had woken up from his coma, he had completely changed.

Wu Liang sir had woken up, and the wicked big sir who used to be like that had completely disappeared.

“You can go now, the time is almost up,” Wu Liang glanced at the students around him who were observing this scene with a mixture of discomfort and embarrassment.

He didn’t want to be the center of attention, so he had specially asked Yao to arrange a more ordinary car for himself.

In Yao Shi’s eyes, even this red LaFerrari has become an ordinary car? And how could Milenty’s provocative attire be considered ordinary at all??

“Wu~~~~Liang~~~~~~~~~~”

A shout from afar reached Wu Liang’s ears.

As he turned to look back, a swath of snow-white had already filled his entire field of vision and was still expanding.

“Good morning!”

Ning Shuang, with a carefree laugh, leaped into Wu Liang’s arms, messing up his hair into a tousle.

Wow, Wu Liang is extra low-key today, arriving in just this one car.

You should know, the old Wu Liang would have loved to block this school entrance with luxury cars.

“Let go of me…” (You let go)

Buried in the chest, Wu Liang felt like he was about to suffocate.

Wu Liang, muffled and unclear, pushed against Ning Shuang in front of him. Was this guy trying to smother him?

“Hey! Stop groping around, you pervert!!”

Feeling Wu Liang’s chaotic hands on her chest, Ning Shuang let out an unusual cry and quickly pushed Wu Liang away.

“What are you doing!” ×2

After breaking free from each other’s control, Wu Liang and Ning Shuang almost said in unison.

But now, Ning Shuang was clutching her chest, staring at Wu Liang with a full face of anger.

Paired with Ning Shuang’s ghost-like makeup, she did look somewhat frightening at the moment.

“Cool~ you’re quite trendy.”

When Milenty saw Ning Shuang, she couldn’t help but whistle.

“Who is this?”

Ning Shuang quickly noticed the fiery maid standing behind Wu Liang.

The other’s simple yet trendy belly-baring maid outfit quickly caught her attention.

This foreign maid in front of her seemed to have something special.