Anan

Feng An has been distracted frequently in class recently. The teacher in the remedial class noticed it and was a little worried. When the get out of class was over, he called the guardian and wanted to contact the parents to communicate the status of the student.

Jiang Yu'an received the call, listened carefully, sincerely, and said sorry to the phone: "Okay, let the teacher worry too much. I will pick him up after school today, and then I will communicate with you face to face."

At 06:30 in the afternoon, the last class of the senior high school intensive training class ends.The homeroom teacher came in from the back door of the classroom, walked to Feng An's seat, knocked on the table lightly, and said to him, "Feng An, can I stay for a while today? The teacher has something to say to you."

Feng An stopped packing his schoolbag, a little nervous: "Teacher, what's the matter?"

The head teacher said: "You haven't been in a good state recently in class. What's on your mind?"

Feng An speeded up the speed of packing his schoolbag, lowered his head and looked embarrassed: "No... Maybe it's because the weather is too hot recently, so I don't have much energy. It will be fine in two days... Thank you teacher for your concern."

The teacher in charge turned around and saw that the other students in the classroom had almost left, so he walked to the seat in front of Feng An and sat down, smiled slightly and whispered to him: "Don't be nervous, the teacher has nothing else to say. I just care about you. I contacted your parents in the afternoon, and he said that he would come to pick you up from school, and we will talk about it together. If you encounter any troubles, you can speak out with peace of mind. The teachers and family members will Those who support you, okay?"

Feng An was taken aback, then raised his head: "Who have you contacted? Jiang Yu'an? He said he came to pick me up?"

The head teacher was a little surprised: "Yes, when you signed up, didn't your emergency contact leave his phone number?"

Feng An's eyes widened in disbelief. These days, he can only contact Jiang Yu'an through Jiang Weining. What kind of supernatural ability does the teacher in the remedial class have to call Jiang Yu'an directly?

At this moment, someone knocked on the front door of the classroom twice. Jiang Yu'an stood at the door, looked towards them with a smile, and said politely: "Teacher, excuse me."

Feng An stood up suddenly, pushed the chair out with a sharp sound, and the schoolbag fell to the ground.

Jiang Yu'an walked over step by step, bent down to pick up the schoolbag on the ground, and held it in his hand.

"Mr. Jiang." Feng An stared at him blankly.

Jiang Yu'an squeezed his shoulder, leaned close to his ear and said in a low voice, "Don't call me Mr. Jiang, call me Uncle."

Feng An was like falling into a dream, he hadn't recovered yet, he stared at Jiang Yu'an with his eyes wide open, looking almost silly.

Jiang Yu'an couldn't help laughing, slipped his hand down his shoulder, took his hand and squeezed it, then quickly parted, turned to the class teacher and said, "I'm really sorry for causing trouble to the teacher. I was on a business trip a few days ago and didn't Can you manage him, has he had any problems in class recently?"

The head teacher stood up and responded with a smile: "You are Feng An's uncle? Let's go to the office to talk."

In the office, the homeroom teacher communicated with Jiang Yu'an about Feng An's recent frequent distractions in class, and then took out the recent homework, saying that Feng An's homework status has also declined at this stage.Bohan's senior high school intensive training class is the golden sign of the whole institution, and it attaches great importance to every candidate, not to mention that Feng An's grades have been very good before, and now there is a sudden downward trend, which of course has aroused the high attention of the general teachers.

Jiang Yu'an flipped through Feng An's homework for the past two days, there was no special emotion on his face, and he didn't scold loudly angrily like ordinary parents.After finishing his homework and putting it back on the table, he slightly lowered his head to look at Feng An and said, "Is there something on your mind these two days?"

Feng An had already understood a little bit at this time, the tips of his ears began to turn red, and his fingers gradually clenched the shoulder strap of the schoolbag tightly: "I..."

The class teacher also asked with concern: "Yes, Feng An, the teacher and uncle are very concerned about you, you can tell us with confidence. We will help you."

Before Feng An could answer, Jiang Yu'an smiled, turned to the head teacher and said, "Forget it, he's very shy, I'll go back and ask him."

The teacher in charge hesitated for a moment, thinking that the parent should not be the hot-tempered type, so he nodded in agreement: "Alright. Now is the critical period for preparing candidates. Parents must pay more attention to the child's emotions and don't put too much pressure on him. "

Jiang Yu'an nodded: "Thank you teacher for your concern." Then he lightly squeezed Feng An's shoulder: "Let's go home."

Jiang Yu'an held Feng An's shoulders and led him out of the office.When he walked to the door, Feng An suddenly stopped, then turned around and bowed deeply to the teacher in charge, with a loud voice: "Thank you teacher!"

The head teacher was taken aback by him: "Yo, this...it's nothing, this is what the teacher should do."

Feng An stood up straight, his eyes sparkling, the corners of his mouth raised, he held Jiang Yu'an's hand tightly behind his back.

Jiang Yu'an suppressed a smile, and nodded to the teacher.

There was no driver today, and after getting in the car, Jiang Yu'an didn't start the car immediately.With one hand on the steering wheel, he reached out to stroke Feng An's hair and cheek: "An An, it's okay."

Feng An was obviously more excited than him. Regardless of the flow of people and vehicles outside, he leaned over the center console and put his arms around his neck: "Mr. Jiang! Why didn't you call me?"

Jiang Yu'an hugged him, and patted him comfortingly: "I just left the villa today. Aren't you going to class? I'm afraid of disturbing you, so I want to contact you after school."

Feng An let go of his arms, stepped back a little, and touched his chest and arms nervously: "How is your injury? Are you all healed?"

Jiang Yu'an smiled: "Well, it's not a serious injury, it just looks scary."

Feng An hugged him again, and this time his voice was choked up: "Mr. Jiang..."

Jiang Yu'an rubbed his palm against his back, feeling somewhat infected, and slightly tilted her head to kiss the side of his forehead: "Okay, it's all right."

Feng An asked, "Did they all agree?"

Jiang Yu'an said: "Mom agreed, but Dad still objected. But it doesn't matter, he objected to him. As an adult, I can't give up my position because of his objection. You don't have to worry."

Feng An was a little uneasy, worried that because of himself, the father-son relationship between Jiang Yu'an and Jiang Zhihong would be ruined: "Then you two are angry with each other now? Isn't that good?"

Jiang Yu'an's voice was calm: "I didn't mean to be angry with him, he was angry there alone. He is my father, of course I will be filial to him, but it is impossible to follow his wishes in everything. We It’s not wrong, he couldn’t figure it out himself.”

Feng An thought for a while, then asked cautiously: "Then do you want to go back to the villa again?"

Jiang Yu'an sighed: "Of course I have to go back. After all, he is old and has high blood pressure. I don't want to make him angry."

Feng An understood his decision, but he was still a little sad, so he let go of his hand and stared at him.

Jiang Yu'an felt distressed when he saw him, and held his hand tightly and said, "But at least I won't go back today. I'm here to pick you up."

Originally getting together should be a joyful thing, but because Jiang Yu'an can't live in the apartment for a long time, this made Feng An's originally excited mood depressed.

When Jiang Yu'an was changing clothes in the bedroom, Feng An found a light bruise on his side waist, which should be the most serious injury at the beginning, so it hasn't faded yet, so he couldn't help but paste it with his palm in distress. go up.

Jiang Yu'an was buttoning up the home clothes, because Feng An had to pause for this action.He held Feng An's wrist, gently pulled his hand out from the hem of his clothes, and comforted him: "It's okay, it's almost over."

Jiang Yu'an said many times today that he was fine, but Feng An knew that the facts were not what Jiang Yu'an said.Something happened, and it was a very tricky thing, but Jiang Yu'an was taking it on himself, completely isolating him from the center of the storm.

He asked, "How did you get this injury?"

Jiang Yu'an simply replied: "I bumped into it."

Feng An was used to violence, and knew that to create a bruise of this scale in this place, it was definitely not something Jiang Yu'an could do with a simple bump in his mouth.Either he was hit from the side by a hard object such as a wooden stick, or he was kicked hard when he fell to the ground.

He avoided the wound and gave Jiang Yu'an a hug, and said, "Mr. Jiang, rest, I'll make dinner tonight."

Jiang Yu'an hummed, but didn't argue with him.

When Jiang Yu'an was taking a bath in the bathtub at night, Feng An opened the door and walked in.

Jiang Yu'an put his arms on the edge of the bathtub, looked up at him: "What?"

Feng An walked over: "Mr. Jiang, I want to wash with you."

Jiang Yu'an looked at him for a while, then turned sideways to make room.

Feng An took off his clothes and stepped in.

There was foam floating in the bathtub, when Feng An came in, Jiang Yu'an reached out to support him.Feng An clung to his hand, and he still held it after sitting down, lying on his side leaning on Jiang Yu'an's body.

Jiang Yu'an put his palm on his shoulder, stroking his collarbone and chest all the way down, and finally pressed on the rib at the end, and said, "Have you lost weight? Haven't eaten well these two days?"

Feng An rested his pillow on Jiang Yu'an's heart, closed his eyes: "I miss you, I have no appetite."

Jiang Yu'an smiled and scratched his nose: "You used to be very shy, but now you dare to say anything."

Feng An also felt that he had changed a lot in the past six months, but he would only reveal some feelings in front of Jiang Yu'an.Looking up at Jiang Yu'an, he suddenly asked: "Mr. Jiang, when did you fall in love with me?"

Jiang Yu'an asked back: "What about you, when did you start liking me?"

Feng An didn't answer his question, but hugged him and said, "I should have greeted you when Fengxing was in fashion."

Jiang Yu'an touched his chest with the palm of his hand, squeezed some bath liquid and spread it on his skin: "You were so timid at that time, how could you take the initiative to say hello to me?"

Feng An thought for a while, nodded seriously, and said, "Yes, I should not take the initiative to greet you, otherwise you will think that I am the same as Ji Chunshen, and there will be nothing later."

Jiang Yu'an laughed, and pressed his thumb provocatively on his nipple: "I'm already with you, why do I still want to think about these invisible things?"

Feng An didn't know why he suddenly started thinking about this question in his mind again, maybe it was because Jiang Yu'an was going back to the villa tomorrow, so he was worried about gains and losses.He remembered that he secretly fantasized about this a long time ago, and he was not with Jiang Yu'an at that time.

He straightened up, turned over carefully and sat on Jiang Yu'an, with his hands supporting the edge of the bathtub.

Jiang Yu'an stared at the nipple on his left chest, Feng An's body was very sensitive, just touching it, the nipple stood upright unbearably, pink and watery.

There seemed to be a lot of foam in the bathtub. Jiang Yu'an stroked Feng An's thigh, and the skin on the palm was abnormally smooth: "You don't have to hold on, my injury has recovered, and my body is fine now."

Feng An seemed to think about it for a while, and relaxed his hands, but he still didn't put all his weight down. He touched the bruise on Jiang Yu'an's waist and said, "It's better not to touch this place."

Jiang Yu'an smiled at him and said, "You can touch me as you like now."

Feng An's cheeks were slightly flushed, he reached out his hand under the water, held Jiang Yu'an and rolled it up and down, and stretched his other hand for himself.

Feng An's masturbation movements are not tricky, Jiang Yu'an felt that he should teach him, so he held his hand and took him to please himself.

After a while, Feng An pulled out his other hand from the water, and grabbed the side of the bathtub nervously: "Okay, do you want to come in?"

Jiang Yu'an let go, pressed down on Feng An's neck, gave him a rewarding kiss, and squeezed in while holding his crotch.

Feng An's expansion skills are good now, and it may also be due to psychological factors. If he is shy, the back will be particularly tight, but if he is emotional, it will be much easier for Jiang Yu'an to get in.

Jiang Yu'an rubbed against him very well, pressed his lips down against Feng An's chin, bit his Adam's apple, and continued down, holding one of his nipples in his mouth, licking and sucking the little bit with his teeth .

Feng An didn't feel any pain this time, but just felt full.Jiang Yu'an licked his chest so tenderly and itchy, his lower abdomen felt a hot current, feeling not satisfied with this, he couldn't help but grabbed the sides of the bathtub and moved himself.

Jiang Yu'an smiled and scratched his buttocks, and said, "Don't be in such a hurry, the water has been shaken out for you."

Feng An felt a little wronged, they haven't seen each other for almost a month, shouldn't they be in a hurry?Bowing his head to ask for a kiss to Jiang Yu'an, he raised his hips and rubbed against Jiang Yu'an's lower abdomen to relieve his desire, and said vaguely: "Don't you miss me?"

Jiang Yu'an answered him: "Yes."

Feng An was even more wronged: "Then why don't you fuck me?"

Jiang Yu'an was surprised for a moment, then patted his face, and taught him a little frivolously: "First, I'm fucking you, it's called foreplay, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. Second, I don't want to do it right from the start. It's too intense, it's for your own good. Third, young people, don't think about fucking and fucking all day long, be more restrained, if you think about it, you will fuck, then the two of us will be exhausted and dead."

Feng An murmured, and didn't know if he had listened. He just twisted his buttocks and said, "You give me a push."

Sure enough, Jiang Yu'an pulled out half of his penis and pushed him hard.

Feng An groaned comfortably, lay down and hugged his shoulders, and said, "One more time."

Jiang Yu'an smiled: "You use me as a massage stick?"

Even though he said so, Jiang Yu'an still sat up and pressed Feng An against the bathtub wall, and began to straighten his waist and thrust vigorously according to the other party's request.

Because it was soaked in water, Jiang Yu'an didn't play for too long, and after ejaculating once, he fished Feng An out, fearing that he would catch a cold.

Drying his body with a towel, he casually wrapped Feng An in a bathrobe, then walked to the bedroom with his shoulders on his shoulders, and threw him on the bed: "Okay, let's go to sleep!"

But Feng An didn't know what was going on today, as if he wanted to be dissatisfied, he lay down for a while and then stretched his hands into Jiang Yu'an's pants, crossed his legs and whispered coquettishly in Jiang Yu'an's ear: "Mr. Jiang..."

Jiang Yu'an turned over and pressed on him, propped his elbows on the bed and said, "What's the matter with you?"

Feng An innocently opened his eyes and looked at him.

Jiang Yu'an looked at him for a while, and asked, "You don't want me to get up and go back to the villa tomorrow, do you?"

Feng An's face changed for a moment, then he shook his head and said, "No. That's not it, let's go to sleep."

Jiang Yu'an didn't get off him, looked at him and said, "What are you thinking? Tell me. I can consider having sex with you again."

Feng An whispered, "It's nothing, I just miss you."

Jiang Yu'an nodded his nose: "I'll give you another chance."

Feng An was silent for a while, and finally said: "I feel uncomfortable."

He raised his hand to cover Jiang Yu'an's waist, and asked, "Why did you drive me away that day? Didn't you agree that the two of you would be together? I'm not afraid, why do you want to be beaten alone?"

Jiang Yu'an was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "It's not a good thing to be beaten, and there are people who go to the pole to get beaten up? An'an, don't be stupid."

Feng An didn't like his attitude. At this time, he still coaxed himself like a child, and said anxiously: "I don't want to be beaten, I just want to be with you! There shouldn't be something wrong with two people together." Do you share everything? Or are you lying to me and never want to be with me seriously? "

Jiang Yu'an was dumb for a moment, turned over and lay down beside Feng An, and pulled him into his arms: "Who lied to you?"

His tone was a little heavy: "I'm protecting you, I don't want you to be beaten too, what are you talking about?"

Feng An stretched out his arms to hug him tightly, and replied in the same solemn tone: "I want to protect you too, and I don't want you to be beaten either. Although I don't have the ability now, at least I don't want to be pushed away by you like this. Hit, then I can feel better."

He added: "I've been very uneasy these days. I'm afraid that your father will think that I treat you badly, selfish and timid, and when the situation is not good, he runs away by himself and leaves you alone——I want to give him Make a good impression, even though I don't have anything to prove myself now - and you drove me away!"

Jiang Yu'an opened his mouth, and Feng An scolded himself in his ear: "Now your father must look down on me even more, you——you pig teammate!"

Jiang Yu'an closed his mouth and felt guilty, he really didn't think about this.