Rebel Demon King

Chapter 456 The Beacon of Desire
The faded wooden floor was creaked and creaked by Cheng Mo, the blue fabric curtains revealed a light color, and the lines leaking from the gaps in the curtains were shining brightly, cutting the severely worn wooden floor mottled And quaint.

Standing in the golden light, Cheng Mo, with bare legs and bare feet, looked extraordinarily fair, with thick and messy hair, a little brown under the sunlight, lotus root-like arms stretched towards Shen Youyi, and a white shirt with rolled sleeves Smells like washing powder.

In short, his whole body is full of all the contours and characteristics that only a young youth can possess.

At this moment, Shen Youyi's brain went blank for a moment, as if he was in a vast expanse of whiteness, there was nothing in his eyes, only Cheng Mo's childish face.

This feeling passed through Shen Youyi's mind like an electric current, and after that, she was ashamed to be vigilant.

Shen Youyi hastily turned his head, not to let Cheng Mo see her flushed cheeks, without saying a word, he put the steam iron in his hand on the shelf, picked up the triangular invisible chalk from the table, and put it on Cheng Mo's face. palm of the hand.

Cheng Mo completely forgot that he was not wearing long trousers, and did not notice Shen Youyi's strangeness, so he picked up the white invisible scribe and observed it carefully. The texture was smooth, delicate and non-sticky. There is a white line drawn, not as clear as it is on the clothes, but still noticeable.

Then Cheng Mo picked it up and smelled it, but there was no smell at all. He raised his head and asked, "Sister Xi, is there any other color for this invisible scribbler?"

Shen Youyi was about to nod and say yes, when suddenly there was a crisp sound of high-heeled shoes kicking the wooden floor in the corridor, and the sound was getting closer and closer. Shen Youyi remembered that Teacher Duan and Teacher Chen who lived next door were both older. They were all wearing flat heels, and there was almost no sound when walking, which made her unconsciously prick up her ears, and listened carefully to the sound to determine where the other party's destination was.

When the sound of da da became clearer and clearer, Cheng Mo also noticed Shen Youyi's slightly nervous expression, but Cheng Mo didn't think it was something to be concerned about, but he didn't expect Shen Youyi to push him suddenly, left and right. After taking a look, he stuffed the pants into Cheng Mo's arms in a hurry, and said eagerly: "Hurry up, Cheng Mo, hide on the bed."

"Why?" As soon as Cheng Mo said the word "For", he realized that he only had one pair of pants on his leg the moment he took the pants. If it was Mr. Tan who came, he would open the door and see Shen Youyi, who is as beautiful as a flower, and a male student who is alone and widowed. What do you think about being in the same room?
Although they walked upright and sat upright, they couldn't bear to be feared by others, especially since this was still a school and Shen Youyi was still his teacher.

Cheng Mo swallowed back the word "what", looked left and right, the closet was by the door, a little too far away, there was too little time to say, and the movement would be very loud, he looked at the bottom of the bed again, the solid wooden bed seat , there is no space at all, and only the bed with a mosquito net can hide.

So Cheng Mo didn't hesitate anymore, and when the sound of high-heeled shoes stopped at the door, he hurried to the bedside with his pants in his arms, and rolled into the bed.

Shen Youyi also followed Cheng Mo to the bedside, and put down the mosquito net. At this time, there was the sound of keys being twisted at the door, and Cheng Mo remembered that his shoes were still at the foot of the bed, so he had to remind him in a low voice: "Shoes. "

Shen Youyi lowered his head and saw Cheng Mo's white canvas shoes neatly placed at the foot of the bed. The tragedy is that there is no place to hide the shoes around. Maybe it's because he was too anxious, or maybe Shen Youyi, who loves cleanliness, subconsciously shielded the shoes. The idea of ​​throwing the shoes on the bed seemed hopeless, and for the first time, she felt the heartstrings of fright stretching to the point of breaking.

The moment the door of the dormitory was pushed open, Shen Youyi was quick-witted, sat on the edge of the bed, took off the dark blue gauze dress, lifted his legs up on the bed, put the skirt on the side of the bed, and let the corner of the skirt cover Cheng Mo shoes.

When Teacher Tan walked into the dormitory, Shen Youyi also lay down gently, and pulled the blanket to cover her body. At this time, she was so nervous that she was sweating profusely, and her whole body was dripping with sweat.

The dormitory is not spacious, and there are naturally single beds, but the width is a little wider than the one-meter single bed in the student dormitory, but the width is limited.Therefore, it is a bit crowded for two people to lie together.

The white gauze quietly floats in the thick air, the sunlight flutters on the floor as the curtains flutter, and there seems to be soothing music playing in the next room, and Teacher Tan beside him is tidying up his things and making noises. sound.

Cheng Mo's heart was beating fast, he didn't dare to lie on his side and could only lie flat and stare at the white mosquito net. Shen Youyi suppressed his strength and controlled his breathing so close to him. Hearing Shen Youyi's uneven breath, Cheng Mo felt The atmosphere became thrilling, and it was no less than what happened to him on the train.

Both of them held their breath and didn't dare to make any noise. Although they didn't feel that the atmosphere was charming, they couldn't stop their body temperature from rising gradually. After all, the temperature in Star City wasn't too low in mid-October. It was another sunny day, and the air conditioner was not turned on in the room. They huddled together on the bed, covered with blankets, so it was inevitable to be hot.

In this situation and in this situation, Shi Buddha could not be calm and cool naturally. He rolled his eyes, and he could see Shen Youyi's hairline through the corner of his eyes, and there was crystal clear sweat flowing along the corner of his forehead.

Shen Youyi's arm was pressed against his arm, he could feel Shen Youyi's skin was cold and moist, Cheng Mo felt like he was embracing the sun-baked ice cream that was about to melt, the sweet and smooth touch flooded his heart.

All kinds of noisy voices slowly enter the ears, but Cheng Mo feels like he is in a hidden forest under the moonlight, quiet, beautiful and dangerously suffocating.

"Mr. Shen, are you still going to class?" Suddenly, Teacher Tan's slightly shrill question came from outside the mosquito net.

"My head hurts a little, I'm taking a rest. Anyway, the first class is not my class." Shen Youyi replied with a vague tone.

"Didn't you catch a cold? It's the easiest time to catch a cold when the season changes? Do you need medicine? I have it here." Teacher Tan seemed to have stopped doing other things, approaching Shen Youyi's bed and asking.

Shen Youyi said calmly: "Thank you, Mr. Tan, I'm fine, just take a rest for a while."

While speaking, Shen Youyi turned around, but maybe he was too flustered, Shen Youyi didn't turn to the outside, with his back to Cheng Mo, but turned to the wall, facing Cheng Mo.

This was bad, Cheng Mo, who buried his head in the quilt, immediately felt what is called overwhelming waves, and the uproar that hit his face instantly drowned Cheng Mo, making him almost unable to breathe.
"Mr. Shen, is it all right? Your voice is very dry? Would you like some hot water, and I'll pour water for you?"

Shen Youyi's heart was already in his throat, and he said in a low voice: "I don't really want to drink water, Teacher Tan, I really don't mind, thank you for your concern, go to class quickly, I'm fine."

He could feel Shen Youyi's heartbeat and panting, he wondered if all this was a dream, a dream of a teenager who had just read XX novels.He was a little flustered, feeling that he had entered an incredible delusional world, swallowed by the torrent of alienated time.

Cheng Mo felt his consciousness blurred, he couldn't tell where he was, he couldn't find his own position, he seemed to be wrapped in warm amniotic fluid and returned to the mother's body, he couldn't open his eyes, and couldn't find his own position. To the border between fantasy and reality.

He only knew that he was in a very delicate place.

Subtle and dangerous at the same time.

Cheng Mo couldn't confirm what state he was in, and he couldn't make an effective judgment on what was happening before him. Morality, logic, ethics, and emotion, the principles that guide human behavior, seemed to be completely submerged by a flood and sank into the Under the surface of the primitive impulse of human nature, only the beacon of desire shines in the vastness.

Cheng Mo opened his eyes, and all he could see were the eleven chalk drawings, which flashed through his mind and pupils like slides.

He closed his eyes, and the flow of the sea of ​​time became confusing.

(End of this chapter)