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The shower spouts a fine column of water, and watering from the top of the head is like a heavy rain, but this rain is hot, and it warms the heart.Lin Cha couldn't tell the difference between the sound of bathing water in the house and the sound of rain outside the window, they were all the same chaos when they overlapped.

He thought that the intersection between himself and Yan Mingli also started on a rainy night, and the plot unfolded beyond everyone's expectations. Who would have thought that it would end up in such an ambiguous situation.

Yan Minglv asked him where he wanted to sleep.He said the room from last time.

"Alone?" Yan Minglu glanced at the water droplets in his hair.Lin Cha's body was still covered with the hot mist from the shower, and his rosy complexion was full of vitality, making the air warm.

"Of course I'm alone." His thoughts were also turning back and forth, "Could it be possible to sleep with the two of you?"

Yan Minglu's answer was a double negative: "It's not impossible."

Lin Cha put the towel hanging around his neck on his head, lowered his face and rubbed it, muttering indistinct words, and walked together towards Yan Ming's law room.Yan Minglu waited for him to walk away for a while before he figured out what the characters that were glued at the beginning and end were. He smiled and let it go.

Lin Cha was talking about an old pervert, and while talking, he sent himself into the wolf's den, willingly.

Except for taking advantage of others' danger to kiss Lin Cha once, Yan Minglu didn't intend to do anything against Lin Cha.In fact, he couldn't help taking advantage of others' danger, but if he gave him three more seconds to think about it, that kiss would disappear from the world.There are very few times when Yan Minglu's reason can't suppress his emotions.

He just didn't want Lin Cha to cry under the blanket on a thundery night. He had never seen a man who could be called an adult who could cry so childishly, just like when Oda fell off the slide when he was five years old. Drop by drop came out of the eyes.

After taking a shower, he went to get a USB for Lin Cha.Lin Cha had already dried her hair at that time, lying on Yan Minglu's bed with her two slender legs crossed, watching the progress bar in the music software move, thinking that the rich family is different, even the Internet speed It's too fast, and he has to work hard to buy a big house.

Yan Minglu was upset when he came in, Lin Cha showed his flesh again, and this time he showed his body properly, even the clothes were still on his body, but the lines have been outlined, slender waist, hips, and then Two white and thin legs.

Yan Minglu frowned and reprimanded: "If you want to lie down, you can lie down, can you? Shaking your legs?"

Lin Charen had no choice but to straighten his legs under the eaves.Yan Minglu threw the USB over, but after Lin Cha plugged it in, there was no response from the computer, he pulled it out and plugged it in again, but the prompt box still didn't pop up, Lin Cha repeated the pumping action a few times, and asked while looking up: "Is it broken? "

"Whose is broken?"

"Of course it's you," Lin Cha said, "I'm new, I haven't plugged anything in yet."

"Mine won't break," Yan Minglv replied, "You let it stay in it, you have to get used to it for the first time."

After getting used to it, Lin Cha started to pass on songs, and it took time to copy and paste. He didn't care that Yan Minglu was still standing by the bed, and just followed his own habit to prepare for the next morning's class, which was the biochemistry of Yan Shashen himself.

And every time he opened Yan Minglv's courseware, he couldn't help complaining: "It's really ugly."

"Love to see—"

"Don't look!" Lin Cha rolled on the bed.

This scroll rolls to Yan Minglu's eyes.He folded his hands on top of his head, pulled up the hem of his clothes, revealing a flat and slightly sunken lower abdomen, and his navel was pulled into a short straight line.

The pajamas are white, revealing the color and shape of the two spots on the chest.

Yan Minglu could feel the smugness in Lin Cha's eyes, relying on his youth and good figure, he lured Yan Minglu to eat.Yan Minglu had no intention of doing anything to Lin Cha at first, but now he is the first to provoke, so he should have some contact.

Yan Minglu leaned over slightly, and pinched his waist. The waist was very tight and brutal, and no flesh would be pulled out. Yan Minglu pinched him again.

Guess right, Lin Cha thought, Yan Minglu is indeed a waist control.

Lin Cha pinched Yan Minglu twice, then pulled off his clothes with a playful smile, as if negotiating conditions: "Professor, your PPT is really too wordy, it's so ugly, every time I open it..."

Yan Minglu pressed the blower, and suppressed the second half of Lin Cha's complaints with the sound of whining wind.Not giving up, Lin Cha turned around and pulled Yan Minglu who was sitting by the bed, rolled up a hem of his clothes and held it in his palm: "Professor..."

Yan Minglu turned off the hair dryer: "Have you read those words?"

"I read it."

"Is one redundant?"

Lin Cha was taken aback: "That's not true."

Yan Minglu didn't speak anymore, but his eyes showed what he meant: so, what I write is dry stuff, if you like to read it, don't read it.

After Yan Minglu dried his hair, Lin Cha also figured it out, so he went to take the second priority and begged: "Then don't suddenly call your name to answer the question tomorrow, there are so many teachers, and you are the only one playing this game in the big class." .”

Everyone came in as the pride of heaven. It was embarrassing to answer wrong questions in front of the group class of the whole department, and had to bear the ridicule of Yan Minglu, "Didn't the high school teacher teach it?"

"The subject of signal transduction is very complicated, and there are many technical terms." Lin Cha gave an example.

"You still don't understand?"

My friend doesn't understand, Lin Cha can see Jiang Zhe and Tang Sen trembling with fear.

"Or don't point out where to fight with the roster, just ask if any of the classmates know the answer," Lin Cha asked Yan Minglu, "I will definitely raise my hand so that you won't be embarrassed."

Every teacher will have students who are close to him, but Yan Minglu obviously does not. He finds this kind of teacher-student relationship with Lin Cha interesting.Lin Cha still pestered Yan Minglu to agree, tugging at the hem of his clothes as if acting like a baby: "Teacher Yan—"

"Is this considered a private exchange?" Yan Minglu looked serious, but he didn't take away Lin Cha's hand from grabbing his clothes.

"What's there to give and accept in private about your tricky questions?"

"Then why are you so diligent?"

Lin Cha thought for a while, "I think about your image."

The first time he touched Yan Minglv's tenderness was when he gave him an inhibitor that night.Thinking back now, Lin Cha suspects that what Yan Minglu gave him was not actually a hormone-balancing medicine, but a part of Yan Minglu himself.

He injects himself into his blood through a needle, travels through the internal organs with the circulatory system, and disrupts his daily functioning.

"For my image? Isn't it because you can't bear it if you don't quarrel with me for a day?" Yan Minglu sneered, "Is this Stockholm?"

... Yan Minglu, you are really single by your ability!

"I'm an idiot, what are you talking about—"

"Lin Cha." Yan Minglu interrupted him.

"A person's life is short, don't waste time pleasing irrelevant people."

Yan Minglu never took advantage of his age to instill any great principles of life into Lin Cha, this was the only time, the content of the teaching was his philosophy of life by setting an example, which was extremely convincing.

"But," Lin Cha asked, "how do you know who is related to you?"

"Think for yourself." Yan Minglu pulled out the plug, got up and put the hair dryer back in the bathroom.

When Yan Minglu returned to his room, there was an extra pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose. When Lin Cha saw him wearing glasses, his mind became confused.He found that he couldn't bear the moment when Yan Mingli exuded the charm of a mature man, and most of the time, as long as he didn't speak, he exuded this unbearable charm.

He was leaning on the bed and reading a book, still the Son of the Dune.Lin Cha rested his arms on his pillow and looked at the lines of his profile. The black glasses were gentle and refined to him. Lin Cha was a little confused from inside to outside, until it was dark again. It was Yan Minglu who stretched out a picture hands, covering his eyes.

"Do your own thing." Yan Minglu said.

"You covered my eyes, what am I going to do?"

Yan Minglu took it away, and Lin Cha took the laptop back to his bosom, and sat leaning against the back of the bed.The two of them were quiet, and the sound of pages turning slightly stirred the air.

The sound of rain outside the bedroom was noisy, and the heavy rain cut off electricity in many places in the city, and the darkness spread foot by foot, but there was warmth and light around Yan Minglu.

After Lin Cha finished her preview, she glanced at the weather bureau: "It's number eight."

Yan Minglu hummed to prove that he was listening, Lin Cha scrolled up and down the page: "Continue to hang up and class will be suspended tomorrow."

"Are you not happy yet?"

"I really like the class," Lin Cha said with a playful smile, "Professor Yan is your class."

How many people should have opened the forum tonight and begged to suspend classes tomorrow, but Lin Cha went the opposite way, talking nonsense.Yan Minglu didn't listen, and only glanced at the time displayed on the computer: "It's time to sleep."

Yan Minglu lives in the master bedroom, which has a double bed, and the two sleep on the left and right sides of the bed, with a polite distance between them.Lin Cha didn't dare to turn his back on Yan Minglu and face the darkness, and he was panicked when he turned to the ceiling.Yan Minglu listened to him tossing and turning, and when he took a shot, the distance between the two suddenly became impolite.

Lin Cha smiled when he heard Yan Minglu's voice: "Afraid of this?"

"I have a story."

"Oh? Tell me?"

Just inadvertently, there was another thunder outside the window, Lin Cha's heart skipped a beat, and he slipped into Yan Minglu's arms logically.Yan Minglu felt like a panicked little beast, and his heart was so soft that he hugged him even tighter.Lin Chaxin said that this was very outrageous, but she couldn't get rid of it, so she could only whisper: "Students must never have imagined that we have this kind of relationship."

His sentence was inadvertently revealing what was said earlier, and Yan Minglv did not pursue it.He gently rubbed Lin Cha's fluffy hair, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

"This kind of relationship." Lin Cha was vague.

"The relationship of sleeping together?" Yan Minglu teased him, "Didn't you just get in by yourself?"

"I didn't deny it."

"You are afraid of thunder, and I will take care of you as a teacher. It is a proper teacher-student relationship."

Lin Cha was amused by his ability to open his eyes and talk nonsense, and asked meaningfully: "Take care of the bed?"

Yan Minglu's hands were wrapped around Lin Cha's waist through the cloth, and then the barrier made by the thin layer of cloth disappeared. His hands penetrated into his clothes, bent his knuckles, and scraped down along the spine. move.

Going down there, Lin Cha's breathing was still, and Yan Minglu stopped when he was about to kick the door, and his deep voice rang in Lin Cha's ear: "This is how I take care of you in bed."

"Yan Ming—"

"Go to sleep." He withdrew his hand.