"You...!" Yvonne red at him, her eyes glistening with tears of embarrassment.


    Drew smirked mischievously, tapping his lips with his fingertip. Suddenly, his expression hardened as he turned his head abruptly.


    The front and back doors of the ssroom were filled with children, their little heads stacked against one another as they eagerly watched the adults. It was amusing, but since they could not speak, they could only observe silently.


    "You pervert!" Yvonne''s face turned crimson, and she pushed him away forcefully, quickly slipping past him and shooing the children back into the ssroom.


    Her exmation sounded more like yful banter to Drew, who found it rather delightful. His smile broadened.


    After calming the children, Yvonne returned to the podium. To her dismay, Drew had shamelessly dragged a chair to the back of the ssroom and was sitting there, arms folded on the desk, blinking his bright eyes at her like an obedient student.


    Yvonne''s heart raced under his gaze. She took a deep breath, regained herposure, and finished her lesson.


    After ss, the children happily left with the little gifts Yvonne had given them. Drew, however, remained seated, resting his chin on his hand and smiling at her.


    Yvonne pressed her lips together, holding back her irritation, as she walked over to him. Before she could say anything, Drew extended his long hand with his palm open and looked at her expectantly. "Ms. Smith, where''s mine?"Belongs to N?velDrama.Org - All rights reserved.


    "You don''t get one." Yvonne''s long eyshes fluttered.


    "Really? Ms. Smith, that''s not fair." Drew''s face fell, looking almostically disappointed.


    Yvonne''s heart pounded as she bit her lip and slowly pulled a small plush rabbit keychain from her pocket. "You got lucky... This is thest one."


    Drew looked at the little rabbit and then at her. Somehow, he thought that they looked alike.


    When he did not take it, Yvonne hesitated, feeling embarrassed. "Well, I guess Young Master Drew has seen better things. Why would you care about this..."


    Suddenly, he grabbed her hand,


    holding it tightly. Yvonne''s fingertips grew sweaty, and her ears turned red as she watched him carefully extract the little rabbit from ber hand.


    "Of Setcare. You saved it for


    tucked it into his chest et


    it protectively. "Thank you, Smith."  t


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    "I have work to do, so I can''t stay with you. You should leave," Yvonne said, lowering her eyes and turning to go.


    "Ms. Smith," Drew called, smiling. "Your signnguage is impressive. Could you teach me something? Just one sentence."


    Yvonne took a deep breath, then turned to face him. She looked into his bright, star-like eyes, her expression bing serious.


    Drew watched as she raised her


    hand, pointed to her chest with her left hand, then lifted her left thumb. She touched the back of her thumb with her right finger and finally pointed at him.


    The simplicity of her movements entranced him. Despite theck of sound, it felt like the most beautifulnguage in the world. "That''s it," Yvonne said, lowering her hand.


    "That''s it? So short?"


    "If it were longer, you wouldn''t remember. Let''s take it step by step."


    "What does it mean?" Drew asked, puzzled.


    "I''m not telling you." Yvonne quickly walked to the ssroom door.


    "Hey, hey, you didn''t teach me something rude, did you?" Drew called after her, but Yvonne had already disappeared.


    He sat there for a while, then carefully took the little rabbit from his pocket, gently stroking it with a look of pure joy.