Both Zhou Xi and Wang Xiaoou's appearances are very good. They stand and sit together, their eyes look at the same place, they look like a painting, and Shu Wangbei feels a little sour when he looks at it.

Both of them were focused on the rice paper on the table, and they didn't notice Shu Wangbei's opening the door.

Shu Wangbei walked over on tiptoe, stood behind Zhou Xi with his head outstretched and looked down along his line of sight, and saw Wang Xiaoou copying Zhou Xi's calligraphy stroke by stroke.

Zhou Xi frowned, looking dissatisfied, reached out and tapped the rice paper three times, "What's going on here, did I teach you this way before, have you not practiced calligraphy well recently? "

It was no different from how he usually takes care of students at school.

Wang Xiaoou looked up at Zhou Xi with a nervous expression, and was about to say something when he saw Shu Wangbei who was stretching his neck and looking this way.

"You're back." Wang Xiaoou's expression changed and he stood up, leaning towards Zhou Xi's side deliberately, his sleeves almost touching his sleeves.

Zhou Xi also turned his head to look over, his attention was on Shu Wangbei, obviously he didn't notice Wang Xiaoou's approaching.

"Where is this going?" Zhou Xi took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe Shu Wangbei's sweat, looked down at the bag in his hand, there was a nursing home logo on it, and he frowned, "Sick? Where does it hurt?"

As soon as Shu Wangbei came in, he saw such an exciting scene, and he had long forgotten that he still had the medicine prescribed by the hospital in his hand. Now he became embarrassed and hurriedly hid the bag back, "No...no What, it’s indigestion, just take some medicine to help digestion.”

Wang Xiaoou sneered, "It's not enough for you to eat, one bowl after another..."

Before finishing the following words, the sound was automatically muted, because Zhou Xi glanced at him coldly.

Zhou Xi pulled Shu Wangbei to the door, and the distance between Wang Xiaoou and Wang Xiaoou was suddenly widened, "Let's go, I'll rub it for you when you go back to the room."

Wang Xiaoou followed a few steps, "Then what should I do?"

Zhou Xi didn't turn his head back, "You practice by yourself."

After returning to the bedroom, Zhou Xi asked Shu Wangbei to lie down on the bed, sat next to him next to him, stretched out his hands and slowly rubbed his belly clockwise, the weather in July was very hot, and Zhou Xi's palms were also warm Well, Shu Wangbei had just come back from the outside and was still sweating all over, plus he was so angry and anxious just now, so he was sweating more and more.

Zhou Xi felt a little strange, and touched his forehead, "What did the doctor say, is it just indigestion? What's wrong with me? Get up, let's go to the hospital again."

Shu Wangbei refused to get up, grabbed Zhou Xi's hand, and said weakly, "Don't look, I'm just dazzled by jealousy, it's better to have a kiss and a hug."

Zhou Xi froze for a moment, then curled up his mouth and smiled, he lowered his head and kissed Shu Wang's north lips, and murmured against his lips, "If you really come here, I will probably take you to see a doctor .”

Shu Wangbei sat up, regardless of his own sweat, and hugged Teacher Zhou, "Tell me the truth, do you feel very disappointed when I am like this, I am so sad, you finally agreed to do it, but I just So disappointing... I'm afraid that one day you'll lose patience and move on."

Zhou Xi laughed out loud, and there was a slight vibration in his chest. He pulled Shu Wangbei out of his arms and looked at him intently, "In order to have a good meal, I have to wait patiently."

Shu Wangbei blushed, raised his head and gnawed on Zhou Xi's lips, then lowered his head and buried it in the socket of his neck, refusing to move no matter what.

Zhou Xi stroked the back of his head slowly, and put his hand on his waist along his neck, as if a large and ferocious animal was enclosing its territory. He whispered, "Wang Bei, I want to tell you something."

"Huh?" Shu Wangbei still refused to look up, and responded softly.

"Do you remember the tape I gave you?" Zhou Xi asked.

Shu Wangbei nodded silently, and his forehead pressed tighter against Zhou Xi's neck.

Zhou Xi sighed, "You said you would be jealous, so why am I not?"

After he finished speaking, he paused before continuing, "Wang Bei, there are some things I dare not let you know, but I can't help but want to tell you today."

"Since you accepted that tape, I found that I have an extraordinary possessive desire for you. This is unprecedented. I think that I have always been indifferent, and I don't insist on people and things, but when I come to you, It's completely different."

"Although I have tried my best to control and cover up, I can't deceive myself, Wang Bei, you must not know, I will be jealous when I see you talking to others, and I will endure the violent impulse in my patience when I see you laughing with others, but why? You are so lively and outgoing, I try to persuade myself to think about it every day... and sometimes I wake up suddenly in the middle of the night, checking if you are by my side, sometimes I sleep in the middle of the night No, looking at you all the time, I really want to melt you into my flesh and blood, so that you will always be mine."

Shu Wangbei didn't react when he heard this, and still buried his head in Zhou Xi's neck, but the hand around Zhou Xi's back became tighter and tighter. He muttered something, but Zhou Xi didn't listen. Qing, then tilted his head slightly, and asked close to him, "What?"

Shu Wangbei muttered again, Zhou Xi heard clearly this time, what he said was "I like it."

......

The scorching sun in Beijing at the end of July, when Xiao Ran came out of the train station, he was hit by the exhaust fumes of a taxi, even though he was wearing his trousers, the skin on his calf still felt scorching hot.

The waiting building of Beijing Railway Station is very tall and large, and the square in front of the station is crowded with people, which is completely different from the small platform in Mishui Town.

It was the first time for Xiao Ran to come to Beijing. Standing among these hurried crowds of three or five with big bags on their backs, the expression on his face was a little dazed. He didn't see anyone who said he would come to pick him up.

Xiao Ran just stood in the middle of the square with a simple luggage bag, the sun was scorching hot, the shirt on his back was soaked with sweat in a short while.

After a while, someone patted him on the shoulder. When he turned his head, he saw a familiar cold face. This face was obviously smiling brightly when facing others, and occasionally gentle, but only When facing oneself, it is cold, serious, and emotionless.

Zhou Li frowned and looked at him, "What's the matter with you, I'm late, don't you know to find a shady place to wait?"

Xiao Ran shook his head, and said in a calm tone, "I'm fine, I won't be sunburned."

Zhou Li glanced at him, didn't say anything, took the luggage bag in his hand, turned around and left, Xiao Ran followed behind him silently.

When they arrived at the parking lot, Zhou Li opened the trunk of a car, threw the luggage in, and sat in the driver's seat. After closing the door, he found that Xiao Ran was still standing in front of the car, watching him silently.

Zhou Li was impatient, he stretched out his head and shouted at him, "Get in the car, do you still need me to go down and open the door for you?"

Xiao Ran got into the car silently, and sat in the back seat. Zhou Li glanced at him in the rearview mirror, "Am I your driver? Why do you sit in the back, come to the front."

Xiao Ran didn't say anything, got out of the car again, and sat down with the co-pilot.

After the car drove for a while, Xiao Ran said, "This year's new Hongqi car is not cheap, and ordinary families may not be able to buy it even if they have money."

Zhou Li turned his head and glanced at him, "It belongs to my father, it has nothing to do with me."

"A high-ranking student?" Xiao Ran asked.

Zhou Li shook his head, "My dad's name is Shen Jie, doesn't his name sound familiar to you?"

After Xiao Ran thought for a while, the expression on his face finally changed, he was a little surprised.

There was a red light at the intersection ahead, Zhou Li put the car in order, and turned to look at him, "Yes, you are not mistaken, it is him, the biggest hooligan leader in the capital, Shen Jie."

......

The guest house was set at a place about eleven or twelve kilometers away from the station, not far from the police station. After getting off the bus, Zhou Li went through the check-in procedures for Xiao Ran, and then took him to the room.

It's a simple standard room, with a bed next to the window and a bed next to the wall. Opposite the bed is a 20-inch TV. There are slippers and bathrobes in the closet. The bathroom is tiled and looks bright and clean.

The weather was too hot, so Zhou Li turned on the air conditioner when he entered the house, but all the air was blowing hot, he wanted to open the window with a "tsk", but was stopped by Xiao Ran.

"Don't open." Xiao Ran said softly, his voice was slightly begging and trembling.

Hearing this, Zhou Li sat back on the bed, looked around him, and said mockingly, "What? Can't bear it for a minute?"

Xiao Ran's body began to tremble slightly, and the trembling became more and more severe. More and more beads of sweat oozed from his pale face, as if he had some sudden illness, which looked a little scary.

"Just...just now at the station, I found you when you walked behind me." Xiao Ran said with a trembling voice, "I couldn't help it when I smelled you."

With deep eyes, Zhou Li leaned casually on the head of the bed, groped in the bag on the bedside table, and took out a ruler.

"Let's get started." He gently opened his lips, his voice was soft, but there was a hint of an order that could not be refused.

Xiao Ran was even more excited, he bent his knees and knelt on the ground, even though the ground was covered with carpet, he could still hear his knees hitting the ground with a bang.

Starting from the neckline, he unbuttoned his own buttons one by one and took off his jacket.

Zhou Li's gaze swept across his naked upper body, and finally settled on the wound on his arm that hadn't healed yet. He threw the ruler on the bedside table with a snap, and said in a cold voice, "You're disobedient again!" gone."

Xiao Ran was shaking violently, but he didn't speak.

Zhou Li nodded, "Okay, since that's the case, don't blame me."

"Put on your clothes." Zhou Li ordered.

Xiao Ran looked up at him, wanting to cry, he just knelt on the ground and crawled over, prostrated at Zhou Li's feet, "Don't drive me back, I won't dare again."

Zhou Li shook his head, "It's not that simple, put on your clothes, don't make me say it a second time."

Xiao Ran didn't dare not to listen to him, and put on his clothes as if resigned to his fate.

When Zhou Li was driving in silence, there was a low air pressure in the cab, and Xiao Ran was like a wooden man, stiff and motionless.

On the way, Zhou Li stopped the car once and bought something in the store. The bag was black and opaque, so Xiao Ran couldn't see it.

When the car stopped at a venue, when Xiao Ran saw the signboard, his face changed, "No...I don't want...please, Zhou Li, I won't dare not to listen to it again. Your word."

Zhou Li sneered, "It's late."

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