After dressing as a teacher, he had sex with the bandit handsome

"What's the matter? Old bug? Are you stunned?" Hu Tiehua stood still, looked at Chu Liuxiang who lost his fan and looked stunned, and laughed mercilessly.

Song Zuiyi lowered his eyes and said nothing, bent down to pick up the fan on the ground and blew it gently, then handed it to him.

The hand stretched out in front of the eyes is well-articulated, slender and slender, tightly holding the fan bone made of ebony.The extremely sharp contrast between black and white made Chu Liuxiang's mind unable to change for a while.

He couldn't imagine that these beautiful hands once grabbed his shoulders and scratched his back severely.It also contains the brocade quilt that is tightly held in the hand with joy.

Chu Liuxiang closed her eyes and took the fan, and casually threw the fan to Hu Tiehua who was not knowing why.He stretched out his hand and dragged Song Zuiyi into the room, and slammed the door shut, blocking the curious eyes from outside.

As soon as the door closed, Chu Liuxiang pushed Song Zuiyi against the wall.He asked in a panic and disbelief: "That day, that night, was it you?!"

After speaking, he stared at him with wide eyes, for fear of missing any information.

Song Zuiyi slammed his back against the wall, and he couldn't help but bend over in pain.But the anxious Chu Liuxiang pressed his shoulder against the wall again.

"Yes..." Song Zuiyi frowned and couldn't help but inhale.They must all be blue, he thought.

Chu Liuxiang's eyes were full of hope, and after hearing the answer, his eyes gradually darkened.Immediately, a little bit of remorse arose, he actually... He actually and his friend...

"Listen to me." Song Zuiyi broke away his hand that was tightly grasping his shoulder.He explained: "At that time, I was drugged and I couldn't move, and you were also drugged. It's just to relieve each other. What does it matter if it's a man or a woman?"

The two fell silent for a moment, and the air seemed to be condensed and unable to flow.Hu Tiehua outside the door was still beating on the door and asking what the two of them were doing.It was so quiet that Chu Liuxiang could hear Song Zuiyi's constantly shaking steps.

He suddenly let go of Song Zuiyi, covered his eyes with his hand and didn't say a word.

Song Zuiyi felt that he had made it very clear. He tidied up his messy clothes, and then smiled lightly, "Let's just pretend it didn't happen."

As soon as the voice fell, he pushed open the door and walked out.Chu Liuxiang behind him opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

Seeing him coming out, Hu Tiehua raised her eyebrows and asked, "Hey, what's the matter with you two? You always get together and whisper."

"It's nothing." Song Zuiyi looked at Princess Yujian, "Please help me unload these first. I will help with this matter."

Princess Yujian was taken aback, "It turns out that before you..." She bowed again, "I'm really sorry for your trouble."

Then he quickly helped Song Zuiyi take off the jewelry all over his head.After Song Zuiyi took off her wedding dress and changed into her old clothes, Chu Liuxiang came out of the room.

It seemed that he had adjusted himself, seeing that Song Zuiyi was still as gentle as usual.

"I'm going back first, I'll come back tomorrow." Song Zuiyi nodded slightly.

Hu Tiehua picked up a jar of wine from nowhere, and said half-drunk and half-awake: "Anyway, I'm going to replace Princess Yujian in a few days. Is it troublesome to run back and forth?"

After finishing speaking, he burped, "You will only stay in the Fugui Inn for a few days, anyway, the old bug pays for it."

Chu Liuxiang touched his nose, and said dryly, "You...you can stay here if you don't mind the trouble."

Aunt Hua has already left, as if she still wants to find someone to continue assassinating Shi Tianwang.Yingzi also put down a harsh word and left in a hurry.On the contrary, Xue Chuanxin still stays here, but he leaves early every day and returns late every day.

"Then I'll trouble Xiangshuai." Song Zuiyi cupped his hands, "It's a waste of money."

Hu Tiehua tutted aside and said, "Why are you two so polite? Scholars just have a lot of rules."

Then he walked out with his jug of wine in his mouth, waving to the two as he walked. "I'll go outside and find some drinks, you two can do whatever you want."

As soon as Hu Tiehua left, he calmed down instantly, and the two looked at each other but couldn't say a word.

"You..." Chu Liuxiang hesitated to speak, "You really don't care?"

Song Zuiyi sighed, "You and I are both men, and there is no such thing as a disadvantage. Could it be that Xiang Shuai is so kind to Long Yang..."

"No!" Chu Liuxiang held the fan, "I'm not, it's just..."

"I haven't talked that much since I was raped, what are you so concerned about?" Song Zuiyi gave him a sideways glance.Then he tied his long hair and walked out, "I'm going to teach, if Xiangshuai is bored, you can go and have a look with me."

Seeing this, Chu Liuxiang hurriedly followed, and said: Chu Liuxiang, Chu Liuxiang, since Mr. Song doesn't care and doesn't get entangled, why are you being pretentious?It's not a big girl with yellow flowers.

After thinking about it, he shook his head, and returned to his usual unrestrained demeanor.

The school is located in the west of Jinan City, and it is the largest school in the entire city of Jinan.In addition, the school was founded when the current Holy Majesty went to the south of the Yangtze River.Both the officials of Jinan City and the wealthy businessmen sent their children here.

That's why Song Zuiyi dared to disdain the rich businessman who spoke rudely in the Happy Hall.

Two osmanthus trees are planted at the gate of the school, implying that the students can win the laurel in the toad palace.

Song Zuiyi and Chu Liuxiang walked side by side, silent all the way, at this moment they finally had something to talk about.

"What is this?" Chu Liuxiang stood under the tree and looked up at the lush laurel tree.

Song Zuiyi also looked up, and the tree was covered with red ribbons.Stands out especially against the dark green foliage.

"In the past, people who came to Beijing to catch the exam would make a wish here. Later, it became everyone's wishing tree."

Chu Liuxiang turned to look at Song Zuiyi who raised his head, "Maybe Mr. Song has his wish?"

"I have no wish." Song Zuiyi's pupils were full of green leaves and red silk, and the morning sun fell on him through the gaps between the trees.

Occasionally, the wind blows, and the cropped sunlight also moves with the wind, sparkling.Song Zuiyi, who was dressed in green, was bathed in the sun, as if about to become a feather.Chu Liuxiang suddenly understood what it means to be quiet and beautiful.

After entering the gate, there is a huge banyan tree in the middle of the courtyard.Further forward is the school and the office of the master.

"Where is Xiangshuai waiting for me?"

Chu Liuxiang smiled, "I'm listening outside."

"Pfft." Song Zuiyi smiled, and the fragmented sunlight entered his eyes.

"Well, you wait here, my class is only half an hour."

After finishing talking and entering the school with the book in his arms, Chu Liuxiang leaned against the door, watching Song Zuiyi quietly.

"Why didn't Sun Fei come?" Song Zuiyi frowned. He said he had to study hard yesterday, but he didn't even come to class today.

Someone nearby raised his hand to signal, "Master Song, something seems to have happened to Sun Fei's family."

Something went wrong?Sun Fei's father, Sun Rubai, was the prefect of Jinan City, so there must be no mess.Forget it, go and have a look when you have time.

Song Zuiyi rubbed his swollen temples and began to give lectures.

Chu Liuxiang, who was leaning against the door frame, didn't listen to anything. In the past, he had never paid attention to Master Song's appearance.I only think that Master Song's temperament is loose, but now he looks carefully and finds that Master Song's face is very good.

The bamboo green robe made the already bloodless face even paler, and the thin lips were also without a trace of blood.There is a sickness between the brows, I usually don't notice it, but now I think about it.Master Song usually coughs every now and then.

How could a person like Song Fuzi, who is as clear as the wind and the moon, cry softly and whimpering under another man?And this man is him, I'm afraid no one will believe this matter if it is told.

"My heart is a rock, and I can't change it. I have a heart, and I can't roll it." Song Zuiyi's voice is clear and cold. Only after getting along with him for a long time can he know that he is not so cold. He can also calculate people and be naughty play tricks on people.

"Okay, I have something to do these days. Don't forget to endorse." After finishing speaking, he packed up his things and turned to leave.

Chu Liuxiang smiled lazily, and clapped her hands jokingly. "Master Song's lectures are really interesting, and I feel that I have received the cleansing of my soul."

"Nonsense." Song Zuiyi shook his head, looked at the time, and estimated that it was only around ten o'clock.So he asked, "I'm going home to get some books, are you going back to the inn or somewhere else?"

"Of course I follow Mrs. Song." Chu Liuxiang waved his fan with a coquettish and unrestrained look.

The two chatted while walking, and when they arrived at Song Zuiyi's house, it was already past noon.

Song Zuiyi's room is minimally furnished, with two tables, one as a desk, one as a dining table, a bookcase and a bed.At first there was nothing else.

"I didn't see it clearly when I came last time, I didn't expect Mrs. Song's house..." Chu Liuxiang thought about it, "It's so clean."

He thought for a long time but couldn't think of a suitable word to describe it.

Song Zuiyi didn't care, this was enough for him, he passed Chu Liuxiang to the bookcase to choose.

"No wonder Mr. Song speaks elegantly. So he has read a lot of poetry and books." Chu Liuxiang also followed, and took a rough look at the neatly arranged books on the bookcase.

Song Zuiyi took out a "Book of Songs" and went to the bed and put the book in his arms on the bed.Turned back to pick other books.

"Aren't these enough?" Chu Liuxiang took out a copy of "Strange Tales of Jinan City" and flipped through it.

Song Zuiyi counted with his fingers, there were still two days before getting married, and it would take five days at the fastest to travel from Jinan City to the southeast coast.It was enough to pass the time with these books on the road, so I started looking for something to pack so many books.

"What are you looking for?" Chu Liuxiang stepped forward to help, but accidentally knocked down a book.It happened that there was a wind, and the books on the ground were rattling.Finally stopped at one page, Chu Liuxiang stared at it and froze in place.

Song Zuiyi yelled for a long time without getting a response, and looked up to see that Chu Liuxiang was staring at the ground in a daze.Following his line of sight, he was also shocked.

An unserious picture book fell on the ground, but luckily it was blown to an extremely violent page by the wind.

When did he have this book on his bookcase?Song Zuiyi gasped, staggered two steps backward in shock, and stepped on the pen container that fell to the ground at some point.He sat down on the bed in a rather embarrassing manner.

Chu Liuxiang raised her head and gave Song Zuiyi a meaningful look, her eyes seemed to be full of unexpected you are such a person.

"I..." Song Zuiyi was speechless.His eyes fell on the books on the ground again, the books were tightly entangled, and the painting style was bold and unrestrained.It reminded him of the night with Chu Liuxiang a few days ago.

So itching in my heart, I stretched out my hands to support my upper body that was leaning back.Slowly stretched out her taut toes, and then hooked Chu Liuxiang's calf.

"Do you want to try again?" He licked his dry lips, his voice hoarse.

Chu Liuxiang's throat tightened, and the painting he saw just now kept replaying in his mind.Reason and impulse tore the taut strings.

"Do you want to try again?" Song Zuiyi swallowed his saliva, looked up at Chu Liuxiang, with a protruding Adam's apple dotted on his smooth neck.

He was full of probing and burning eyes, and couldn't help sticking out the tip of his pink tongue.

Chu Liuxiang's taut strings broke in an instant, and she reluctantly untied her clothes.The cicadas kept chirping outside the window, and the pages of the book spread out on the bed were stained with water.

"Are you okay?" Chu Liuxiang said in a hoarse voice, feeling that the waist in her palm was very thin, as if it could be broken if she tried hard.

Song Zuiyi's eyes were slack, and the tears in the corners of his eyes did not fall.At this time, he sneered, "What? Didn't eat?"

"Oh." Chu Liuxiang turned cold, and slowly squeezed out a few words from his throat, "Hold the wall, stand still, don't scream."

Then Song Zuiyi snorted and couldn't help crying.The cold and ascetic appearance had a special flavor when he cried at this time, and a large area of ​​bruises appeared on his fair back.

"Sorry." Chu Liuxiang lowered her head and kissed the bruise, "I'll pay attention next time."

Song Zuiyi swears once in a while, "There's no fucking next time for you!"

The author has something to say: My heart is a stone, and I can't change it.My heart is full of bandits, and I can't roll it. "National Wind · Bei Feng · Cypress Boat".