Huai Shi was so creeped out by the scrutinizing glances Professor Li kept casting his way from time to time that he naturally didn't notice the odd look his close friend, Fu Yi, was shooting him.
In fact, he hardly tasted the meal; his thoughts were all over the place, not landing on anything concrete, clueless about what agenda the professor might have.
"Relax, I'm not like that old fogey Fu. I won't think that just because kids mess around together and hold hands, it means they're going to sleep together."
After the meal, Professor Li elegantly wiped her mouth and said succinctly, "Moreover, you're not that young anymore. If you really do hold hands and it leads to sleeping together, no one can stop it. In America, young people your age are already throwing wild parties. What can their parents do? They should be grateful if they take the right precautions."
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