Perfume

Lu Lin prides himself on being upright and conservative, never associating perfumes with men or high school teachers. But the new English teacher’s fingertips carry a faint trace of Bvlgari Aqva’s crisp fragrance. It smells nice. Pei Zhuo noticed the literature teacher from the same grade the moment he stepped into the office. Strict, old-fashioned, unsmiling, his shirt buttoned all the way to the top—like a restrained, deep-shaded ink painting. He wanted to corrupt him. Straight-laced, innocent top (Lu Lin) × subtly alluring, cold bottom (Pei Zhuo).