The High School Bad Boy
Chapter 44. Where are we heading?

Max was still in a position to hug Wulan when he opened his eyes. His master mother seemed to still be asleep, heard from her breathing gusts that were rising and falling regularly.

The wall clock shows twelve o'clock over thirty minutes. Long enough he fell asleep. While Wulan has not seen any signs of opening his eyes in the near future.

He took off his embrace on Wulan carefully. Then get off the bed, intending to warm a cup of tea that Wulan has not had time to drink.

Max stepped out of the room and headed to the kitchen. Reinsert the cup of tea he brought into the microwave. One minute, done.

He went back into the room and put the cup on the nightstand. Then he sat cross-legged on the floor, with his hands crossed at the edge of the bed to rest his chin. He saw the face of Wulan who was so close in front of him with sparkling eyes.

"I was wrong, Miss. If you fall in love with a woman much older than me?"

"This is the first time I've ever been in love. Friends my age, they're not even virgin anymore" he chuckled.

"I know, I'm only seventeen. People say I should focus on the future. Maybe they mean I shouldn't focus on fucking my own teacher."

"Hell no, Miss. I like you not because I want to fuck you. Yeah, if that's the case, I'll take it as a bonus" he said.

Max laughed softly. Looking at Wulan who was still asleep in her sleep.

"You know, Miss ... I'm an old soul trapped in a young body (i'm an old soul, trapped in a young body)."

Wulan opened her eyes slowly. "Have his heart been drained?" ask her with a raucous voice.

Max grimaced while scratching his head. "You've woken up, haven't you, Miss?"

"No. But I had heard the words virgin, fuck, bonus," Wulan replied as she rolled her eyes. He then removed the blanket that covered his body. Then sit on the edge of the bed.

"Your demons are gone?" ask Max. He sat down next to Wulan.

Wulan touched her forehead and neck with the back of her hand. There's a little sweat in there. The body feels a little good too.

"It looks like it's already."

Max took the cup on the nightstand and thrust it at Wulan. "Please drink the tea, Miss."

"Merci" Wulan said as she grabbed the cup in Max's hand. Then sip it slowly.

Both of them were silent for a moment. Busy with their own minds.

"Miss, have you ever heard of President Emmanuel Macron?" ask Max suddenly. Name of the President of France who served in this period.

Wulan raised her eyebrows. "Why him?"

Max chuckles. "Do you know how different she is from Brigitte Trogneux, First Lady?"

Wulan.

"Vingt cinq ans (twenty-five years)."

"Ah, bon (ohya)?"

"Formerly, Brigitte was a teacher of French and Latin in Lycee (SMA) La Providence. He was forty years old. Emmanuel, a fifteen-year-old high school boy. It was there that they met, dated, and shocked everyone. Big affair."

"So you were inspired by your President's love story?" Wulan's lips are throbbing.

Max chuckles. "No, Miss. It's just a coincidence," he said. "But to be honest I was inspired by Emmanuel's loyalty to Brigitte. As the scandal unfolds, they must separate. And there's a line Emmanuel said to Briggite that amazes me." Max pulls the phone out of his pants pocket, then fiddles with the screen for a bit and shows it to Wulan.

"I don't remember the exact words. So have to browse first," the trick.

So that read by Wulan from the Max phone screen.

"And Emmanuel has kept his promise until now. Voila (that's it)," Max continued.

Wulan sipped her tea to moisten her dry throat.

"By the way, Miss ...." Max took off the rubber that tied Wulan's already messy hair carefully. Then comb it with fingers to tidy it up. "Why do you want to date that ugly Christophe?"

Wulan who was enjoying the touch of Max's fingers in her hair immediately sniffed annoyed. "Who's dating?" the hardic. "At least he's not ugly."

Max clucking. "You're so bad about a guy, Miss. Except for me, of course" he chuckled.

Wulan sneered. "Based on cocky!" he pushed Max's shoulder. "You're not my type."

Max wettest. "Ohya? You sure?" He squinted his eyes at Wulan. "Look here, Miss."

"No," he said quickly. He had to avoid those pair of blue eyes. Otherwise he will get into trouble.

"Regarde-moi, s'il te plait (please look at me) ...."

With lazy Wulan obey Max's request. He looked at the pair of blue eyes with a thumping heart.

Max took the cup that seemed to have been empty in Wulan's hand and placed it on the nightstand. He shifted his seat closer to Wulan.

"You want one more hug, Miss?" hold Max down while holding his smile.

"I'm healed" Wulan replied clumsily.

"What about kissing?" haggle Max back.

Wulan clucked and was about to grab Max's hair but swiftly caught his wrist. Then wrapped Wulan's arm around her waist. Her left hand grabbed Wulan's nape while her right fingers grabbed her Master Mother's chin and drew her face closer. The longer the closer. Wulan could only close her eyes. He does not want to refuse anymore. Let it, whatever happens a few seconds later, happen.

He felt a touch of lips on his cheek, then his forehead, down to his eyes, nose and then finally his lips. So soft. Not even his mouth was forced to open. He took the initiative to slightly open his mouth, allowing Max's lips that might pierce him deeper. But nothing happened.

Wulan opened both of her eyes. Max's sweet smile was plastered in front of him. A sweet and rancid smile.

"What are you waiting for, Miss?" tanya Max made Wulan's face instantly blush. He was embarrassed not to play had imagined would be given a hot kiss by the bengal boy.

Wulan closed Max's eyes with her palm. "Don't look at me like that and don't even think I was .. aaargh," he exasperatedly mixed with shame while banging on his bed.

Max widened his smile as he grabbed Wulan's palm, then grasped it tightly.

"You've only just recovered, Miss. I don't want to make you achieve" Max said. "I'm afraid that if I do .. kiss la francais, I can't help myself to ...."

"Enough, Max! Don't you keep going!" peekkik Wulan while covering both ears. That made Max unable to hold back his laughter.

But soon after grabbed Wulan's body and he brought it into his arms. He showered the shoulders of his Master Mother with gentle kisses.

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