Teacher Meng wanted to hit someone after hearing this

Jiang Lang was caught off guard by being pulled into the house, didn't react for a moment, followed Meng Yuan into the house from the entrance, couldn't find the point in his mind, and was still thinking about how to deal with the love rival who coveted Meng Yuan.

However, Meng Yuan walked to the side of the sofa a little unnaturally, and did not sit down, his palms gently covering the sofa and rubbing back and forth.

Jiang Lang's thoughts were wandering, and today was also a rare silence.

Suddenly, he heard the chirping of late-coming birds outside the window, and he glanced out of the window not unconsciously.Unexpectedly, the next second, the sky was spinning, and Meng Yuan suddenly turned around, grabbed his arm, and pushed him down on the sofa.Then he bullied himself to press up, and involuntarily pressed his lips against Jiang Lang's.

Jiang Lang's mind suddenly went blank, and his breathing stopped for a moment.

Meng Yuan stretched out the tip of his tongue to trace Jiang Lang's lips, then used his tongue to push open between the other's teeth and probe deep into the mouth.

Jiang Lang was all too familiar with this situation, his body reacted before his thoughts, and instantly started a fire with Meng Yuan Tianlei on the sofa in the narrow space.But after a while, he somehow suddenly remembered the reason why he came back today, and immediately a thorn grew in his heart.

Jiang Lang stopped, held Meng Yuan's hand, and asked knowingly, "What are you doing, Teacher Meng?"

"Now that the sun hasn't set, it's not appropriate to be promiscuous during the daytime."

Meng Yuan moved from his lips to Jiang Lang's Adam's apple, licked it lightly, then raised his upper body and raised his eyebrows: "Did I say what I'm going to do? I'm thinking too much."

Jiang Lang looked at Meng Yuan's half-open collar, the faint water stains on his lips, and his eyes flickered without showing any trace.

He didn't hesitate any longer, put away the extra thoughts in his mind, stretched out his hand to caress Meng Yuan's exposed collarbone, then went all the way down, unbuttoned his clothes, turned over again, and pressed Meng Yuan under his body:

"You guys are really good at torturing people as teachers."

Meng Yuan smiled slightly, put his hands on Jiang Lang's waist, and said intentionally, "I have dinner tonight."

Jiang Lang thought that he had something to eat with the school's leaders, and he had already greeted the school in advance, so don't he even have this privilege now?

So he resolutely frowned and said, "Don't go."

Meng Yuan said deliberately again: "It's eating with a shameless person named Jiang who used to live in Hongye Community, Unit A 501."

Jiang Lang was stunned, and when he understood, he looked at the smiling face of the person below him, and asked, "What time?"

Meng Yuan replied, "Eight o'clock."

Jiang Lang looked up at the wall clock on the wall, then smiled, "That's too late."

Meng Yuan felt light on his body, Jiang Lang leaned down again and put his arms between his legs, then with a force, he hugged Meng Yuan horizontally, and said, "As long as you don't waste time."

·

the next day.

Meng Yuan pulled his collar to reveal his neck, looked in the mirror: "How can I go to work like this?"

"You still want to go to work?" Jiang Lang hugged him from behind, and his hands began to be dishonest: "It seems...not tired."

Meng Yuan patted Jiang Lang's hand away: "You think everyone is like you, saying that you won't go to work if you don't work."

Jiang Lang looked at Meng Yuan in the mirror, smiled slightly, and said without a word: "Yeah, I don't want to go to work, I just want to go to work, you."

Meng Yuan was taken aback, the messy picture of last night flashed before his eyes.He turned around, stared into the eyes of the man in front of him, and said with a smile, "You try?"

Hearing this, Jiang Lang touched Meng Yuan's back with his hand, moved his head closer, then lowered his head and squeezed Meng Yuan's lips tightly, sucking them back and forth.

It was early in the morning, when the energy was at its peak, and the two of them were touching and rubbing back and forth like this, Meng Yuan was really set on fire by Jiang Lang, and he couldn't stop the car right now.

He wanted to control the situation, but he also felt that - in this wasted year, he seemed to be too rational in this relationship.While accepting Jiang Lang's touch, he recalled today's schedule, and finally chose to surrender to his emotions.

Jiang Lang naturally wanted what he wanted, and rolled back to bed with Meng Yuan.

In a daze, Meng Yuan saw the phone dropped on the floor again, and suddenly remembered something: "... last night's dinner."

Jiang Lang didn't care and said in a low voice: "Feed your husband and me first, and I'll cook for you later. What else do you want to eat, eh?"

Meng Yuan didn't know what to say, hugged Jiang Lang's body, and laughed silently.

A few red clouds flew up in the far east sky, bordered by golden lights. In the bedroom of unit A 501, the curtains are only opened a slit, and the light penetrates into the room and projects on the floor through the slit, which looks gentle and warm.

·

Fu Heqian came out of the all-night Internet cafe with a haggard face and absent-minded eyes.In front of the next road is a restaurant, which is the place where Meng Yuan ordered food last night.

However, he waited all night but no one came. Meng Yuan said that he had an appointment with someone else, and he guessed it must be Jiang Lang.

Originally, he wanted to see those two people so that he could give up, but now, no one came.

...Maybe he should give up more.

Also, how could it be possible to come here at night?What to do tonight, now I want to know.

At the beginning, he broke up with Meng Yuan impulsively. Over the past year, his sense of relief has gradually turned from a sense of relief to anxiety.Living alone is very hard, especially when he is in the transition period of university and society this year, and it is already exhausting to run around for internship work every day.

He knew that Meng Yuan was a man of his own accord, especially when it came to feelings.It's definitely not someone who breaks up when they say break up, and then starts over when they say start over.Besides, he was the one who said so decisively at the beginning, so no matter how much he regrets and misses the past, he never has the courage to go back to Meng Yuan.Until a few days ago, a leader of Hejia Primary School, a relative of his, knew that he was busy looking for a job recently, so he contacted and introduced him to a project of the school.Then he went there on the first day and saw Meng Yuan in the school.

A strong and sour emotion welled up in his heart, and he realized that he actually missed the person not far away so much.

I have spent a year to bear the fault, maybe the senior will forgive me, right?

He knew the place where Meng Yuan used to work. Although the competition among the teachers was fierce, the conditions were good.No matter what happened, Meng Yuanduan would not leave his job easily.Afterwards he asked his relative about the situation, but the other party waved his hand and said that he didn't want to talk further, and only said that Meng Yuan had a background.

what?

As far as he knew, such words would never appear on Meng Yuan.

The only possibility is, Jiang Lang.He knew that Meng Yuan and Jiang Lang had "lived together" this year.

It was Lan who told him this, but Meng Yuan was actually looking for him back then.So it can be said that it is really the boyfriend who I gave away.

He knew that Meng Yuan must have been confused with the young master of the Jiang family by now.

Then don't mess around with yourself.What is a year, I am afraid that Meng Yuan will never be forgotten in the rest of his life.

He was standing at the corner of the street, and gusts of drafts blew past Fu Heqian's clothes and penetrated into his heart and lungs.He took out his mobile phone, pressed out the address book, and deleted Meng Yuan's number.

·

After all, Meng Yuan still didn't make it to the morning shift, and it was getting late after tossing around.And there was really no way to deal with the marks on his neck. For the first time, he simply asked for leave with the grade director against his conscience, saying that he was sick.It happened that his voice was really hoarse and deep, and the other person asked him kindly if he would like to invite him for a whole day, and let him recover from his illness.Meng Yuan immediately refused, saying that he would be fine after a morning of rest.

After hanging up the phone, he threw the phone aside, pulled the quilt that had almost fallen to the ground and covered it, closed his eyes, his mind still couldn't stop, thinking messily, what is this called— —

Actually asked for leave because of this, this kind of thing.

Jiang Lang has been willingly driven to the kitchen to prepare breakfast (wu) meal, laughing while cooking, thinking that the note he wrote yesterday must have played a role, thinking that his revolution has finally won, and the people's The day has finally come to an end.

Although his current cooking skills are not as good as those of restaurants outside, he has definitely improved a lot.Especially today, it took [-] minutes to go in.When it came out, he saw it for himself and knew that it was definitely the kind that could pretend to be x in Moments.

When everything was ready, he walked into Meng Yuan's room again.The owner of the room was still lying on the bed at this time, only half of his back was left, and the other half was hidden under the quilt.

He walked lightly to the side of the bed. Meng Yuan was lying on his side, breathing long and evenly, as if he had fallen asleep.Jiang Lang didn't have the heart to call him, and quietly left the room.When passing by the restaurant, he looked at a table of food on the table, paused, and then went straight to the sofa in the living room and sat down.He took out his mobile phone and looked through Fu Heqian's information that he had checked before, and scanned it from beginning to end. After reading it, he felt in a bad mood again.

He dialed out Fu Heqian's cell phone number, entered it into the information column, then deleted it, dialed it out again, and deleted it again.After going back and forth several times, I still felt out of breath in the end. When I thought of the picture I saw on the computer in the office yesterday, I couldn't get out of breath.

He entered Fu Heqian's number into the recipient column for the last time, then edited a message and sent it to that person: Don't let me find out that you are looking for Meng Yuan again.

After sending it, he waited for a while to reply, but after more than ten minutes, he didn't see the other party's reply.There was a sound from the bedroom, and he heard a "touch" sound of a glass falling to the ground.

Jiang Lang saw Fu Heqian replied with one word: Good.

Before he could feel complacent, the other party sent another message: From now on, treat my brother Meng Yuan well.

Jiang Lang: ...

He sipped old blood, his face darkened, and a thousand-year-old vinegar was surging in his heart.He felt that beating the other party was the best solution, not to mention anything else, just the fact that he and Meng Yuan had been together for four years broke his mind every minute.Coupled with his past life, he felt that he couldn't hold his head up in front of Meng Yuan, but luckily Meng Yuan might not know.

However, he didn't know yet that it was because Meng Yuan knew his previous character that he had a year-long revolutionary career.So now that Meng Yuan accepts him, he just believes in him and doesn't care about his previous life.

Of course I will treat him well, because Meng Yuan is my wife, my daughter-in-law, and my mother's.

Jiang Lang thought angrily.

Suddenly, there was a crash in Meng Yuan's bedroom, and the sound of the cup falling to the ground and shattering.He quickly dropped his phone and ran to Meng Yuan's room to check.

Meng Yuan's hand was still stretched out in the air, looking at the water glass that fell to the ground with a stunned expression.Obviously I was going to take water, but my hand slipped accidentally.

Jiang Langli immediately stepped forward and said that he would clean up.He knelt down and picked up the glass shards and threw them into the trash can next to him, then looked up at Meng Yuan.Meng Yuan was also looking at him.

Somehow, Jiang Lang's brain twitched, and he called out to Meng Yuan, "Brother Meng Yuan?"

Meng Yuan: ...

?what the hell.

Meng Yuan looked at him with a ghostly expression on his face, Jiang Lang wished he could kneel on the glass shards in front of him, it was poisonous.

Meng Yuan sat up from the bed, and then replied with a normal expression, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Lang saw that Meng Yuan didn't have any other reaction to this address, and couldn't help making up his mind, thinking that he didn't know why Meng Yuan was called by that kid before.Unexpectedly, the next sentence, he also heard a familiar sentence——

Meng Yuan rested his chin on one hand, and with a smile on his lips, he called softly, "...Jiang Bulang?"

Jiang Lang was still squatting.

Suddenly happy.

The author has something to say:

There are too many military training, I was too naive orz

This chapter is woody and sweet xd