[Gintama] I am Teacher Songyang

Songyang opened his eyes with difficulty, feeling sore and uncomfortable.No, not only the eyes, but the whole body is sore and unbearable.Especially the lower body, it doesn't feel like it's my own anymore.Consciousness was confused for a moment, Songyang stared blankly at his hand on the pillow, there were traces of binding on it, and he didn't understand what was going on.

A big hand held his wrist and rubbed it gently: "Does it hurt, sorry, it's too hard?"

Song Yang followed those hands upwards, and saw a man with a bandage on his left eye, an extremely handsome man, strange yet familiar.

"Jinsuke..."

The memory came back in an instant, Songyang remembered what happened last night, wanted to talk, but found his voice was dry and hoarse.

"Don't talk yet, Songyang." Gao Shan half picked up Songyang, and thoughtfully fed him a cup of warm water.

He didn't want to make the teacher feel bad, but he couldn't control it yesterday and did too much, which made the teacher cry, and his eyes are still red and swollen, let alone his voice.

Gao Shan hugged the young Songyang in his arms, and gently massaged his sore lower back, with a deep sense of satisfaction and laziness on his face after sex.

It's great that Songyang is still alive, and it's great that Songyang has become so tender!

Songyang was not in such a good mood.Although he said that it doesn't matter what Jin Zhu is to, but he thinks that Jin Zhu wants to hit him, and it doesn't even matter if Jin Zhu wants him to return an eye.Unexpectedly, Jin Zhu would do that kind of thing to him, and when he realized something was wrong and wanted to resist, he was already tied up with a belt, so he was forced to do all kinds of extremely shameful things all night.

"Jin Zhu...is he taking revenge?" Songyang asked hoarsely.

"No." Gao Shan put Songyang back on the bed, looking down at him from above, "I love you."

"...I am your teacher, we can't..."

"Songyang, I have already left my teacher, as early as ten years ago when you left us."

"...!!" Songyang was speechless.

Although I already understood that it was Ishigaki's trick, but he was the one who caused the students to enter the battlefield, and it was he who caused Shinsuke to lose one eye.What Jinsuke did to him was wrong, but it didn't offset his hurt and guilt towards Jinsuke.One yard belongs to one yard, and Songyang is very clear about it rationally.As for emotions, he still cannot accept this kind of relationship with the child he raised.

"I'm a teacher, I can't talk to students..."

"It's not anymore." Gao Shan was a little angry. Although he was mentally prepared, Songyang's refusal still made his distorted character go to extremes. Don't you think it's too late to say that now?"

"Oh, Jin Zhu...don't..."

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Forced to do something extremely shameful, even Song Yang, who has always been gentle, could not forgive Gao Shan.Although he knew that his personality was extreme since he was a child, he did not expect to be twisted to the point of perversion.Obviously I can't shoot anything, but I still force myself... In the end, I actually...

For Songyang, who lives a serious and conservative life, some of the facts that Takasugi did to him are too perverted, and he is too ashamed to talk to him, let alone forgive him!

It's just that he can't move at all now, not to mention leaving, even walking is difficult, and he was forced to lie on the bed for three or four days before recovering.

Putting on the plain kimono prepared by Takasugi, Matsuyo finally walked out of the room on the fourth day after being captured by Takasugi.The waist was still sore and soft, and there was always a feeling of foreign matter between the thighs. Songyang stopped with a sullen face, leaned against the window lattice, and thought about how to leave the spaceship flying in mid-air.

He no longer considers reconciling with Gao Shan now, and just wants to stay away from him as soon as possible.

"Master Songyang?"

There were three people approaching him cautiously, Songyang turned around and asked doubtfully, "Who are you?"

The three of them knelt down respectfully to Songyang: "Wanqi on the Xiahe River."

"My next samurai becomes flat."

"I'm coming down to Matako."

"I have seen the Commander-in-Chief!"

As people with lofty ideals against barbarians, they naturally respect Yoshida Songyang very much.The years when Yoshida Shoyo was the commander-in-chief were the most successful years in the battle against heaven and man, and at the end of the anti-barbarian period, it was Yoshida Shoyo's students who supported the entire war against barbarians.It can be said that the name of Yoshida Songyang has run through the most glorious period of the barbarians, and they cannot help but be disrespected.

"Are you Jinsuke's subordinates?" Songyang is not a person who can vent his anger, and if he gets angry with Takasugi, he still treats his subordinates gently.After inquiring about the actions of some ghost soldiers over the years, and learning that they have been trying to overthrow the shogunate, even a puppet launched by Takasugi behind the scenes has threatened the status of the general, Songyang has mixed feelings.

Being able to push an incompetent minister to his current position shows Jinzhu's ability.But that high position should have belonged to Jin Zhu, if it wasn't for him, Jin Zhu wouldn't have lived a life of being wanted, having no status and no home.

"What are you doing?" Takasugi appeared behind the crowd, narrowing his eyes dangerously to look at his three subordinates.After finally getting Mr. Songyang, he is now like a beast protecting food. He will bite anyone who dares to get close to Mr. Songyang.

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Songyang is a free article, and I don't mind showing you meat chapters, but someone will steal it into txt and spread it everywhere.

Originally, it was only for the group to read, but it turned out that I was disseminating fleshy articles on the Internet.For my own safety, I will only put a small portion online.