Beauty and the Professor

In order to take care of Ye Zhun, Chu Yan drove slowly, but the bar was not far from the community, so she arrived there quickly.

Ye Zhun drank too much, and within a few minutes' journey, he had already fallen asleep, leaning sideways on the back of the chair, his chest heaving slightly.

Chu Yan looked at him for a while, opened the car door and got out of the car, walked around to the side of the co-driver and opened the car door, reached out and patted his shoulder to wake him up: "Go back and sleep again."

"Oh..." Ye Zhun shook his head, trying to wake up, but the more he shook his head, the more dizzy he became. He sat in the car for half a minute before getting out of the car.

When Ye Zhun was walking, his footsteps also fluttered. Chu Yan couldn't see it, so he simply took his hand and put it on his shoulder, and carried him on his back.

Lying on Chu Yan's back, Ye Zhun smelled the faint fragrance of green grass on Chu Yan's body. The fresh and light smell cleared up his drowsy mind a little. He knew that it was the smell of the body wash that Chu Yan used. , He also used it when he stayed overnight at Chu Yan's house last time.

Couldn't help getting closer and sniffing with his nose.

Chu Yan's neck was itchy from being rubbed by his nose, and he lifted him up.

Ye Zhun lives in a low-rise community, each building has only five floors, and he lives on the third floor without an elevator.

When Chu Yan carried him upstairs, Ye Zhun put his arms around his neck and asked, "Professor, can you do it?"

"Don't ask such questions." Chu Yan stepped on the stairs steadily, and his tone was very calm when he spoke, showing no signs of failure at all.

Ye Zhun chuckled, rubbed his head against his neck, and closed his eyes sleepily.

On the third floor, Chu Yan stopped in front of the door of Room 303, tilted his head and said to Ye Zhun who was on his back, "Here we are, give me the key."

"Oh." Ye Zhun didn't even open his eyes, he reached into his trouser pocket for the key, and after fumbling for a while, he took out the key and gave it to him.

Chu Yan bent slightly to let Ye Zhun lie on his back, took the key in one hand and opened the door, went in behind his back and turned on the light in the living room,

As soon as the light came on, Chu Yan walked in with someone on his back, stopped halfway there, and Ye Zhun on his back muttered: "...the room is a bit messy..."

Ye Zhun lived in a hardcover bachelor apartment, not too big, with one bedroom and one living room, and he didn’t have many things. Except for the clothes on the sofa and some magazines, it wasn’t too messy. It made Chu Yan stop It was the huge wine cabinet in his living room.

Every shelf of the wine cabinet was filled with wine, the quantity was spectacular, and there was even an opened bottle of red wine on the coffee table, half of it still in the bottle.

Chu Yan suddenly felt that the man's "quit drinking for half a month" just now must be coaxing himself, even if he didn't go to the bar, he might be able to enjoy drinking at home.

Thinking like this, I couldn't help but feel a little angry, feeling that Ye Zhun really didn't cherish his body too much, and had the urge to throw him down, but in the end he couldn't bear it, so he put his back on the sofa before putting it down.

Ye Zhun lay on the sofa, stretched his waist inertially, rolled over twice, curled up with the pillow on top, and opened the hem of his clothes up with his movements.

"Lie down for a while, I'll get you something to sober up." Chu Yan helped him pull off his clothes, turned and walked towards the kitchen.

"...What are you doing? I'm with you." Ye Zhun didn't hear his words clearly, opened his eyelids, sat up on the sofa, and wanted to follow Chu Yan, but he bumped into the object next to him within two steps With a "bang", the shelf fell and the magazines on it were scattered all over the floor.

Chu Yan heard the voice, looked back, and saw Ye Zhun staggering towards him, and quickly reached out to support him: "What are you going to do?"

"What are you doing?" Ye Zhun grabbed his hand, "Where are you going? Are you going back?"

"Not going back, I'll get you something to eat." Seeing that he was quite drunk, Chu Yan pulled him to sit on a chair at the dining table beside him, "Stay here honestly."

"Oh." Ye Zhun nodded, his headache became more serious, knowing that he would not leave, he just lay down on the dining table.

Seeing that he was being honest, Chu Yan went to the refrigerator beside him to find something, and when he opened the refrigerator door, he refreshed his understanding of Ye Zhun.

There are several grids of dark beer frozen in the refrigerator. Apart from the wine, there are only a few packets of instant noodles, not even an egg, let alone other daily ingredients.

After closing the door, he went to the kitchen to look again, and found that the pots and pans in the kitchen were all clean, and a thin layer of dust had accumulated on the top of the operating table, which proved that it had not been used for a long time.

Coming out of the kitchen, Chu Yan found that Ye Zhun had fallen asleep on the dining table again, completely unresponsive to his approach.

Ye Zhun lay his hands on the table, buried his head between his arms, and pulled out a curved arc at the back of his neck. The bony knots in his neck were slightly raised, and he looked extremely fragile. Because of the alcohol, his thin white skin was covered with layers. Pale red.

Chu Yan's gaze fell on his slender neck, and after looking at it for a while, he finally reached out and landed on it.

The skin temperature after drinking was higher than usual, and Chu Yan only felt that the fingertips on Ye Zhun's cervical spine were burning hot, so he couldn't help rubbing the smooth skin under his fingers for a while.

"Well……"

His stroking action made Ye Zhun shrink his neck and let out a muffled nasal sound.

Chu Yan withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, and patted him on the shoulder: "Ye Zhun, get up."

Ye Zhun opened his eyes, rubbed his hands a few times, saw Chu Yan standing in front of him empty-handed, and asked suspiciously, "Professor, where's the food?"

"You only have instant noodles and wine at home."

"That's right." Ye Zhun nodded as a matter of course, "Everything we usually eat is called takeaway."

"You drink with wine, right?" Chu Yan asked indifferently.

"Yes..." Ye Zhun nodded subconsciously, and halfway through the answer, he found that the professor's face was not very good. Although he was dizzy, he still knew how to deny it, "No, I'll drink water."

Chu Yan knew he was lying without even thinking about it, so he didn't tell him too much, and said bluntly, "Clean up and stay at my place tonight."

Ye Zhun was so drunk that he was worried about letting him live alone, but there was nothing to eat at home, so he simply took him back.

"Ah?" Ye Zhun was dizzy and couldn't hear what he said, so he looked at him blankly.

Chu Yan was too lazy to communicate with the drunk, and went straight to the bedroom to help him get a change of clothes, but was stunned when he saw a set of clothes in the closet.

Those were his clothes, the one he wore for Ye Zhun when Ye Zhun stayed at his house last time.

After Ye Zhun put the clothes back on, he didn't mention returning them to him, and he didn't care about it, he just thought it was missing a set of clothes, it wasn't a big deal.

It's just that when he saw his clothes put together with Ye Zhun's, he suddenly felt a different emotion.

When he lost his mind, Ye Zhun came to his back, put his arms around his waist, buried his head on his neck, and called his name vaguely: "Professor..."

"what?"

"Headache..." Ye Zhun rubbed his head against his neck vigorously, "and the urgency to urinate..."

"..." Chu Yan was a little speechless, reached out and pulled his hand from his waist, turned around and looked at him, "Then go to the toilet, what are you doing with me?"

"One more thing..."

"what's up?"

Ye Zhun smiled, pressed Chu Yan on the wardrobe, and approached him: "I want to kiss you."

After finishing speaking, he leaned over and kissed Chu Yan's mouth.

It was not the usual one-touch kiss, but with earnest affection, Ye Zhun held Chu Yan's head, stuck the tip of his tongue into his mouth, and sucked his tongue.

There was a strong smell of alcohol between Ye Zhun's lips and teeth, and it was contaminated into Chu Yan's mouth through kisses, making Chu Yan, who has always disliked tobacco and alcohol, frown slightly, but he did not push away, but put his arms around his back, prevent him from falling.

Although Ye Zhun was drunk, his instinct to get close to Chu Yan was still there, especially under the catalysis of alcohol.

He licked and kissed Chu Yan's lips, sometimes biting his teeth lightly, and sometimes rubbing his lips, feeling that no amount of kissing was enough.

The overly intimate kiss made the breathing of the two of them a little disordered. Ye Zhun withdrew his tongue from Chu Yan's mouth, kissed all the way down his chin, bit the button of his shirt with his teeth, and bit the skin on Chu Yan's chest , sucking a faint trace on it.

"Enough." Chu Yan took the hand that touched his waistband.

Ye Zhun put a little distance between the two of them, looked at Chu Yan's calm expression, and laughed a few times: "It's really cold."

"You're drunk." Chu Yan said calmly, as if the person who kissed violently just now was not herself.

"Awake." Ye Zhun opened his eyes wide to show that he was awake.

"Sit while I'm packing your things for you."

"... Oh." Ye Zhun shrugged, let him go, and obediently sat down on the bed beside him.

Seeing that he was seated, Chu Yan turned to face the closet, pursed her lips at an angle Ye Zhun could not see, and calmed down her confusion from being teased before starting to pack her clothes.

He took two sets of clothes for Ye Zhun, and before he closed the closet, his eyes fell on his own set of clothes. He thought of what Ye Zhun said he liked to wear before, and chose to keep them.

After packing up his things, Chu Yan found that Ye Zhun had fallen asleep on the bed again.

Chu Yan was very glad that he just slept after drinking too much, and he didn't vomit or go crazy with alcohol.

Packing the clothes and people out together, Chu Yan didn't forget to take the garbage from the house with him before leaving.

When I returned to Chu Yan’s place, it was already past three o’clock in the morning. Professor Chu, who was used to going to bed early, was already very sleepy, but there was a drunk who dozed off against him, and he couldn’t fall asleep even if he wanted to .

The light in the living room came on, Xiao Wu in the room heard the sound, and ran out quickly. Seeing Chu Yan and Ye Zhun, he yelled twice: "Meow~"

Ye Zhun, who was leaning against Chu Yan, heard its cry, opened his eyes, let go of the hand hooking Chu Yan's neck, knelt down and waved to it: "Baby, come here."

"Meow~" Xiao Wu walked towards him, wanting to rub his hand habitually, but stopped when he fell in front of him, took two steps back, and looked at him with disgust, "Meow!"

"Huh?" Ye Zhun waved again, "Come here."

Xiao Wu stepped back a few more steps, then turned around and walked into the room without looking back, completely ignoring him.

"..." Ye Zhun sat on the floor of the living room, raised his head and asked Chu Yan, "Why are you ignoring me?"

"You smell too much alcohol." Chu Yan put the bag containing Ye Zhun's clothes on the sofa, went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of yogurt for him to drink, and went into the bedroom to help him get the home clothes he wore last time.

Putting the changed clothes in the bathroom, Chu Yan helped Ye Zhun in, and helped him adjust the water temperature, and took out the towels and body soap where he could easily get them: "Take a bath first, and I'll help you get it." Sober up."

"Okay, professor." Ye Zhun nodded obediently, and did not tease him like last time.

Seeing that he seemed to be much more awake, Chu Yan turned and left the bathroom, closing the door for him.