The letter didn't contain any specific commitments. Mia knew Kevin had written it this way on purpose, but she didn't make him rewrite it. It was all part of a game, and neither of them took it too seriously. Mia didn't naively believe that a letter would have much effect. She just hoped it would make Kevin think twice before acting.

Seeing Kevin's glass was empty, Mia poured him another. But Kevin didn't hold it properly, and most of the hot water spilled onto Mia's thigh, sending up a cloud of steam.

Mia cried out in pain, dropping the glass, which shattered. Her thigh burned, and she almost fell. Kevin quickly supported her, helping her to the bathroom. He took the showerhead and sprayed cold water on her thigh for five or six minutes until the pain subsided. However, her jeans were soaked. Kevin helped her back to the bedroom so she could change.

"You should step out for a moment." Mia said, sitting on the bed and preparing to take off her jeans. Seeing Kevin standing there, she blushed and felt shy. After all, she only had panties on under her jeans, and taking them off would expose her entire lower body.

"Oh, okay. Mia Wilson," Kevin said, snapping out of his daze. He quickly left the bedroom, gently closing the door behind him. He waited outside, worried about Mia's burn.

After a while, not hearing any noise from inside, Kevin couldn't help but knock and ask, "Mia Wilson, have you changed yet?"

Mia's voice soon came from inside. "Kevin, come in for a moment." Kevin pushed the door open and saw Mia half-lying on the bed, her face flushed. She was struggling to pull off her jeans. The button was undone, but the jeans were tight and clung to her thighs and hips after getting wet. Seeing Kevin enter, she said helplessly, "Kevin, help me take these off. They're too tight."

"Oh, okay," Kevin said, walking to the bed. He had Mia lie flat and lift her hips. He grabbed the waistband of her jeans and slowly pulled them down, revealing her full, round hips in sexy lace panties. The sight of her white, plump thighs and the barely covered mound at the base of her thighs, with a few dark pubic hairs peeking out, was intoxicating.

Kevin's eyes burned with desire. He swallowed hard, his erection straining against his pants. Mia's face turned crimson, her heart pounding. She quickly covered her intimate area with her hand, lightly scolding, "What are you looking at? Hurry up and take them off." Suddenly, Mia Wilson realized how ambiguous her words sounded, and she felt a wave of shyness wash over her. She turned her head, unable to look at Kevin.

Hearing Mia's urging, Kevin snapped back to reality. He steadied himself and continued to carefully pull down her pants, being extra cautious near the burn. As he slowly removed the jeans, Mia's ivory-like, smooth thighs were exposed before him. Kevin's heart raced with excitement. He longed to hold and gently kiss those beautiful legs, which looked like a work of art, but he didn't have the courage.

Soon, Kevin had completely removed the jeans and tossed them to the side. Mia's lower body was now only covered by a small pair of panties, making her appear almost naked. Seeing her pristine, alabaster legs, Kevin's breathing became rapid. He had always thought Mia's breasts were her most stunning feature, but now he realized her legs were equally perfect—full and rounded thighs, slender and straight calves, with flawless, smooth skin. They could easily rival the legs of any model on television.

Compared to Mia's legs, Camila Cortez's were a bit too fleshy. Evelyn Allen's were not long enough, and while Vanessa Wood's legs were also long and straight, they lacked the roundness and smoothness of Mia's. Kevin wished he could touch them to see if they were as silky and firm as they appeared.

His gaze moved to the area near Mia's knee, where the skin was reddened from the burn. Fortunately, it was summer, and Mia was wearing light clothing. The quick application of cold water had likely prevented any serious damage. Kevin sighed in relief, thinking he would feel guilty forever if such beautiful legs were scarred. Blushing, he said, "Mia Wilson, it's my fault. I didn't hold the cup properly. Please scold me."

Mia also examined the burn and, seeing it wasn't serious, felt relieved. She noticed Kevin's intense gaze and quickly pulled the blanket over herself, softly saying, "Kevin, you don't need to blame yourself. Everyone makes mistakes. It's late, so I won't keep you. You should go home."

Seeing those beautiful legs hidden again, Kevin felt a bit unsatisfied, wishing he could lift the blanket and admire them more. But Mia was not like the more promiscuous Vanessa Wood, she was someone to be admired from afar, not to be disrespected. He didn't dare to act rashly, especially since Vanessa was still waiting for him in the garden. Reluctantly, he said goodbye to Mia and left her house.

After Kevin left, Mia buried her head in the blanket, feeling extremely annoyed with herself. She had just made a clumsy attempt at seduction. She could have taken off her pants herself, but when Kevin knocked and asked if she needed help, she impulsively asked him to come in. However, when Kevin stood before her, she felt flustered and panicked, afraid he would notice her intentions. She had always tried to maintain a friendly yet distant relationship with Kevin. If he realized she was trying to seduce him, he might think of her as a lewd, indecent woman.

After a long while, Mia got up and found a set of pajamas in her wardrobe. She changed into them and lay back on the bed, quietly reminiscing about her time with Kevin, a smile playing on her lips.

Kevin could be bold and reckless, causing headaches, but at times he was shy like an inexperienced boy. The way he stole glances at her bare legs earlier made him seem like he had never seen a woman's body before. Yet, this was the same guy who had slept with their class teacher and had a relationship with another woman. Mia vividly remembered seeing Kevin and that woman having sex on the balcony in broad daylight.

Mia had always kept a distance from such boys. In her class, a few bold students had written her love letters, but she had always handled them coldly, neither encouraging nor discouraging them. She was more lenient with her students compared to Camila Cortez, who was very strict. This difference in teaching philosophy often set them apart.

To traditional teachers like Camila Cortez, students were to be managed strictly, with the teacher's authority being paramount. Any challenge to this authority was met with severe consequences. However, teachers like Mia, who graduated from top-tier schools, preferred a more idealistic and humane approach. She didn't want a rigid teacher-student relationship and was open to being friends with her students outside of class.

Her initial curiosity about Kevin stemmed from his surprisingly good relationship with the conservative Camila Cortez. This curiosity led her deeper into his world. Due to Quentin Rodriguez's harassment, she ended up spending more time with Kevin. Realizing his inappropriate feelings towards her, she tried to distance herself but feared hurting him. She aimed to guide him back on track, but a series of events kept drawing them closer, and she found herself increasingly entangled with him.

Mia found Kevin to be unique, unlike any other student she had encountered. He couldn't be simply categorized as a good or bad student. By traditional moral standards, Kevin's relationship with his teacher was scandalous and indicative of poor character. Yet Mia saw many admirable qualities in him—his kindness, willingness to help others, courage, and ability to admit and correct his mistakes. The last trait was something even many adults struggled with, which was why Mia appreciated Kevin.

When Kevin helped her remove her pants, exposing her legs and even her intimate area, Mia felt a mix of shyness and excitement. The latent desire within her stirred, prompting her to hastily send Kevin away. She feared that if he stayed longer, she might lose control and seduce him.

Seeing the undisguised desire in Kevin's eyes, she knew that even the slightest hint from her would make him pounce on her, strip off her remaining clothes, and penetrate her with his thick, long member, allowing her to truly experience the pleasure of sex. But she still didn't have the courage to take that final step. Mia Wilson sighed helplessly, her beautiful eyes showing a trace of melancholy. She even felt a bit resentful towards Kevin. Where was his usual boldness? She had already let him help her take off her pants. Would a normal teacher allow a student to see her lower body? Did he still not understand her feelings? If Kevin had been more assertive or even a bit stubborn and refused to leave, Mia might have given in, half-willingly. Sometimes a man needs to be a little bad.

Yet, what Mia liked about Kevin was precisely his innocence. Perhaps if Kevin had insisted on staying, Mia would have grown tired of him and distanced herself.

Mia felt conflicted. She didn't know what she truly wanted Kevin to do. Maybe she would only know the answer when the moment came. But she was afraid to gamble, fearing she might lose herself or, worse, lose Kevin.

Kevin hurriedly left Mia's house and ran towards the school. On the way, he occasionally thought about Mia's strange behavior tonight, feeling like he had missed something, but he couldn't figure out what. He decided to let it go for now and headed to the small garden behind the school building. After searching for a while and not finding Vanessa Wood, he thought she might have been joking with him and reluctantly returned to the office building. He saw the light on in Camila Cortez's office on the second floor and quietly went up to push the door open.

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