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The morning sun shines into the house.

There were two people lying on the big soft bed.

Probably feeling hot, a thin layer of sweat broke out on Xiao Ming's back, twisting his body in the man's arms, he couldn't get rid of the continuous heat source around him no matter what.

Sensing Xiao Ming's movements, Yan Shu subconsciously tightened his arms and held Xiao Ming tightly in his arms.

The boy muttered in his sleep, wrinkled his nose slightly, kicked his legs and kicked the quilt to one side, revealing two white legs.

Professor Yan felt that something was wrong with him.

Especially the docile woodpecker that he has raised for more than [-] years has always been restless recently.

What else can Professor Yan do besides pampering his own woodpecker?

So Yan Shu turned over and sent the woodpecker into the warm and creamy nest.

The woodpecker flapped its wings happily, up and down for a while, high and low for a while, soaring as much as you want.

Probably discovered that there were several fat worms hidden in this comfortable nest, so the woodpecker decided to play its own job and determined to peck out all the worms one by one.

So the woodpecker happily pecked and pecked, pecked and pecked.

Xiao Ming had a dream.

In the dream, there was a big black-haired bird with a long and thick beak, flying back and forth in mid-air, casting a large shadow.

Suddenly, the big black bird swooped down and pressed its sharp claws on Xiao Ming's back. Regardless of Xiao Ming's desperate struggle, it kept pecking at his big steamed bun with its blunt beak.

In the blink of an eye again, Big Bird turned into a pile driver, working tirelessly on his ass.

Seeing Xiao Ming's pitiful appearance, the big bird mercifully grabbed Xiao Ming's collar and threw it on the bird's back, and flew up to the sky with Xiao Ming on his back to watch the sun.

Xiao Ming hugged the big black bird's neck tightly, but couldn't say a word.

After the full meal, the black hair of Professor Yan's domestic woodpecker became more soft and shiny.

Xiao Ming can't even wake up now.

Seeing that Xiao Ming opened his eyes in a daze, Yan Shu didn't stop, and leaned over to rub Xiao Ming's nose: "Woke you up? Be good, let's sleep for a while."

Xiao Ming: ...

It's only been a few hours since last night, Xiao Ming counted on his fingers, his voice is hoarse from screaming, isn't a man afraid of being exhausted?

Xiao Ming was so tired that he couldn't open his eyes, rolled his eyes and passed out.

Yan Shu squeezed Xiao Ming's thin and thin arms, and then touched Xiao Ming's belly, the more he touched, the more he couldn't let go of his hands.

I don't know how long the man has been messing around. When Xiao Ming woke up, Yan Shu was preparing breakfast in the kitchen.

Xiao Ming searched around the room, but could only find a pair of pitiful underwear.

Xiao Ming: 6, help me see my clothes?

360: Don't bother, it will be picked up soon anyway.

Xiao Ming had no choice but to run out of the room with bare feet, the white panties around his waist loosely wrapped his round buttocks, and his two straight white legs shone with a clear luster under the natural light.

Yan Shu darkened his eyes.

Xiao Ming felt uncomfortable, "I can't find my pants."

The voice that has been screaming all night is now very difficult to speak, intermittently, and his throat is dry when he speaks, as if someone has tied his vocal cords in a knot, and it hurts abruptly.

Yan Shu stared at Xiao Ming's delicate ankle, then suddenly stepped forward and hugged Xiao Ming by the waist, "I'll take you to find it."

Seeing that Yan Shu's direction was the bedroom, Xiao Ming reminded: "The bedroom, I've looked for it, no, mine, pants."

Before he finished speaking, he was thrown on the bed, the shadow came down, Yan Shu leaned over and pressed on him, and Xiao Ming finally came to his senses.

This is not looking for pants, the man is clearly looking for trouble.

Xiao Ming is going to fight to the death this time.

Professor Yan must have been abstinent for a long time, but now the flood has burst.

Xiao Ming held the steamed bun tightly, with tears in his eyes, and said hoarsely, "No, no."

If this continues, his throat will be broken before his steamed buns are broken.

360: A real rag doll.

Yan Shu thought for a while, and decided to be considerate of Xiao Ming for a while.

Yan Shu: "I will make up for it tonight."

Xiao Ming: ...

Xiao Ming felt that the man's attitude changed really quickly, he was quite ruthless to him before.

360: It's not because you're not good-looking. Good-looking is good to you from the very beginning.

Xiao Ming: ...

After the two of them made such a fuss, the breakfast was already cold.

Wearing an apron, Yan Shu was warming up slices of bread in the kitchen, and the white coffee in the cup was also cold. Yan Shu frowned, thought for a while, and poured out the cold coffee, and squeezed a new glass of juice.

With an intuition that came from nowhere, Yan Shu prepared a super Big Mac for Xiao Ming's breakfast. Eight slices of bread were stacked high on top of each other, like a towering tower, and the middle was covered with honey. Bite, and the golden and sweet honey overflows the edge of the bread.

Xiao Ming stuffed it all into his mouth after a few mouthfuls.

He bulged himself into a big bun in a daze.

The big bun wriggled slowly up and down, and it could be seen that its owner was chewing hard.

Forgetting that his throat was still sore, Xiao Ming twisted his face and swallowed carefully bit by bit.

I really don't know where the bad habit came from, Yan Shu laughed, "The throat doesn't hurt anymore?"

Xiao Ming puffed out his cheeks and glared at the man with his mouth full of honey bread.

I don't know that I was choked with tears in my eyes, the water was misty, and I was more wronged than complained.

After eating too much, Xiao Ming held his round belly and kneaded it on the sofa again.

Yan Shu sat beside Xiao Ming, pursed her lips, and secretly glanced at the small piece of snow-white belly that was exposed.

I just played it in the morning, and now I see it, my heart itches again.

Yan Shu coughed, and said with a serious face, "Let me rub it for you."

Xiao Ming was as lazy as he could, paralyzed in Yan Shu's arms.

The big palm was attached to the soft belly, and the warmth came from the palm of the hand. Subconsciously, she turned her wrist and rubbed it. Yan Shu pressed her thin lips tightly, feeling a little surprised.

I am very skilled, as if I have done it many times.

Xiao Ming narrowed his eyes comfortably, moved in the man's arms, changed his position and continued to lie down.

Xiao Ming felt weak all over. When he looked up, he glanced at the clock on the wall from the corner of his eye. Looking at the time, Xiao Ming bounced. He has a class in the afternoon!

It's still the department head's class, and I'm almost late now.

The two hurriedly found Xiao Ming's crumpled trousers on the balcony railing, and Xiao Ming's damp coat in the kitchen.

Xiao Ming:? ? ? ?Been to any of these places last night?

Before going out, Yan Shu grabbed Xiao Ming, stiffened her neck, and pressed her lips to Xiao Ming's.

The soft touch gently stuck to his lips, Xiao Ming opened his mouth obediently, letting the man's jerky tongue slip in.

Professor Yan Da felt that he should be in love.

It feels subtle.

When Xiao Ming rushed to the classroom, Zhang Qing had already taken his seat.

After sitting down, Zhang Qing approached and asked, "Xiao Ming, why didn't you go back to the dormitory last night?"

Xiao Ming swelled and turned into a red tomato, with his mouth half-opened, he didn't know how to answer, so he said vaguely, "Well, yes, there's something wrong."

"Hey, Xiao Ming, why is your voice so hoarse?"

Zhang Qing is such a big stick and hammer, he doesn't pay attention to the volume of his speech at all.

Noticing the gazes of the people around him, Xiao Ming blushed even more.

Anyone with a discerning eye would know what happened at a glance, but Zhang Qing was still asking.

"Xiao Ming, why exactly?"

Xiao Ming fidgeted in embarrassment, but fortunately the counselor came in at this moment, and Xiao Ming heaved a sigh of relief.

"Taking advantage of everyone's presence today, let's take up 5 minutes before class." The counselor on the stage said, "Today, there is a transfer student in our class who transferred from journalism to our outer courtyard. Welcome everyone."

All eyes immediately gathered at the door curiously.

I saw a young man in a white shirt stepping in slowly, his round eyes were as clear as two ambers.

The young man is very handsome, and when he smiled, he showed two canine teeth, "Hi everyone, my name is Xiao Mi, Xiao is Xiao with the initials of cursive, and Mi is looking for Mi. I just transferred from the Department of Journalism, please give me your advice." La!"

"Huh," Zhang Qing bumped Xiao Ming's elbow, "Xiao Ming, his name is similar to yours."

Without getting a response, Zhang Qing turned his face to Xiao Ming, only to see Xiao Ming's eyes wide open and his complexion turning blue.

When Xiao Ming first stepped into the classroom as a teenager, there was only a sound of Weng in his ears.

His deepest fear finally surfaced.

The boy's face was familiar.

He used a whole five worlds, it's hard to forget.

The new transfer student aroused Xiao Ming's sense of crisis.

If Yan Shu sees the boy, I don't know if the man will admit his mistake.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ming was so anxious that he turned around in a hurry. In just one afternoon, he even had blisters on his mouth.

Xiao Ming was cornered now.

Facts have proved that even though Stupid Rabbit is pushed to the limit, he still has great potential.

Xiao Ming didn't go to Yan Shu at night, but went to buy gifts.

Fortunately, the next day is the weekend.

Early in the morning Xiao Ming came to the door with the gift he bought to please the man.

Xiao Ming has a very difficult task today. He wants to use the name of gift-giving to promote his big steamed buns.

The steamed buns are soft and springy, and can be shaped into various beautiful shapes. The most important thing is that they are delicious.

Xiao Ming cheered himself up.

360: The gift is the white rabbit toffee?What kind of stingy are you?

Xiao Ming is puzzled: Who doesn't like such delicious food? Besides, didn't the online strategy say...you should give the favorite thing to the person you like the most.

360 rolled his eyes: I said can you watch less of your mess?What you like is not necessarily what others like.

So what to do, he has already knocked on the door, and the door has already opened, and the man poked his head out.

Xiao Ming couldn't run even if he wanted to.

The man looked like he didn't sleep well last night, his hair looked a little disheveled, and his eyes were black and blue.

Probably just brushing his teeth, the corner of the man's mouth was still stained with toothpaste foam, and he seemed a little lazy after his usual serious appearance.

Seeing Xiao Ming standing outside the door dragging a big bag, Yan Shu's eyes lit up slightly inadvertently.

Xiao Ming hesitated and handed out the bag in his hand.

"What is it?" Yan Shu took it curiously, opened the bag and looked down.

A big bag full of big white rabbit toffee.

A blush climbed onto Xiao Ming's face, Xiao Ming said bravely, "Well, a gift."

The man didn't know what he was thinking, and was unexpectedly a little happy.

360 realized that he had really underestimated Yan Shu's love for Xiao Ming.

The corners of Yan Shu's mouth couldn't help but curl up, and then tried hard to press down the corners of his mouth, but finally lost, the corners of his lips rose, the man raised his eyebrows, and asked, "Bowage gift?"

360: Who is so poor that he takes toffee as a bride price?

After thinking about it, 360 added another sentence: Yan Shu is so lacking in love, can he be satisfied with this?

Xiao Ming didn't expect the man to think so far, and he didn't know how to answer the words.

However, speaking of this, Xiao Ming remembered his purpose for coming here.

Xiao Ming blushed and hesitated: "Yan, Professor Yan, you, do you like steamed buns?"

The author has something to say: I have been really busy recently, and I sincerely want to catch crabs. You don’t dislike my babies (tears in my eyes)

However, besides doting on me, what else can you do, of course you choose to forgive me (shake ass)