"You, Zhang Yang, how dare you call me a little widow?" Tang Tiantian was both embarrassed and angry, a bit at a loss.
Then she pulled Zhang Yang over, flipped him onto the bed, and straddled him.
"Mr. Tang, don't be impulsive, I was wrong, please let me go."
Tang Tiantian flashed her little tiger teeth, trying to look fierce, and questioned Zhang Yang, "Then tell me, where were you wrong?"
"I forgot, teacher, you still have a husband."
Tang Tiantian was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, then she hammered Zhang Yang's chest.
"Nonsense! That man is already dead, don't mention him again. You were right, from now on I'm a little widow, so what?"
Zhang Yang pulled Tang Tiantian down and kissed her on her pouting lips.
"I didn't say your husband was that man; from now on, Mr. Tang's husband role will be played by Zhang Yang." Zhang Yang said teasingly while looking at Tang Tiantian.
Tang Tiantian blushed again, "Don't talk nonsense, you are my student, not my husband."
