classmate engagement

Xiao Yufei's situation at the moment is a bit embarrassing. Although he is brave enough to pursue love, and expresses his love frankly, he is not skinny or shameless.

He really didn't expect that Chengyan was really married, not to mention that his husband was the handsome "overseer".

In fact, when Xiao Yufei expressed his thoughts, he was not even sure about Chengyan's sexual orientation, but he has such a personality, he will never hesitate when he meets his heartbeat.It's been a long time since he met someone with such an appetite as Cheng Yan, who knows that he already has a master.

Encounter later.

pity.

Zhu Yu wrapped a circle of plastic wrap around Xiao Yufei's waist. He was still shirtless, and his gestures showed unconstrained heroism. He stretched out his hand towards Chengyan: "I'm sorry, I really didn't expect Teacher Cheng to be Married people, I took offense."

Although Jiang Muping just taught Chengyan that there are some things that you don’t need to do by yourself, Chengyan also reluctantly interpreted this sentence as not having too close physical contact with unrelated men, but he stretched out his hand and didn’t hit the smiling face, the other party apologized. ?It seems a bit stingy to put on airs and be persistent.

Moreover, Cheng Yan admired Xiao Yufei's unrestrained energy.

Under Jiang Muping's gaze, Cheng Yan shook hands with Xiao Yufei.

Xiao Yufei expressed his apology: "I'm sorry, Mr. Cheng, I offended you just now. Thank you for helping me get a tattoo, the effect is very good, I like it very much."

"You're welcome."

Jiang Muping frowned imperceptibly, and looked away from Cheng Yan's hand.Suddenly, a warm air flow poured into his ears, and the rock suddenly turned his head close to his ear, and whispered: "This is not considered unnecessary physical contact."

Jiang Muping looked directly at Xiao Yufei, and heard Cheng Yan continue to say: "I will only develop feelings with you, regardless of whether our marriage is valid or not."

Cheng Yan didn't know if such an expression was considered obvious. This should be regarded as the first confession in his life, although the words were implicit.

Jiang Muping turned his head to look at Chengyan, and Chengyan flicked the metal mirror chain hanging under the frame of his glasses, and said, "Wearing these glasses is quite harmful."

Xiao Yufei couldn't stand it anymore, turned his back, and asked Zhu Yu: "Little handsome guy, can you give me my clothes?"

"Your clothes?" Zhu Yu looked around.

"It was taken by that little girl with short hair."

"It should be for you to put the locker outside. I'll go find her."

"OK, thanks."

No amount of flirting can be said in front of Xiao Yufei, Cheng Yan and Jiang Muping walked out of the workshop.

"Are you off work now?" Jiang Muping asked.

"Not yet." Cheng Yan poured a glass of water to drink, "There is also a small picture."

"Then you can't have dinner with me."

"It's okay, Xiaotu, it won't take long, I can get off work normally."

Jiang Muping hummed: "Then I'll go home and cook."

Cheng Yan choked and said with a smile, "Professor Jiang, are you sure?"

"Then do you want to eat outside? I'm making a reservation now."

"No, let's eat at home." Cheng Yan said, "I want to eat what you made."

Jiang Muping laughed, "Okay."

Maomao took Xiao Yufei's clothes into the room, and couldn't help but said: "Brother, you said you were embarrassed just now, how many times have I winked at you."

Xiao Yufei took the clothes and put them on, and said with a smile: "I didn't know Mr. Cheng's husband was right in front of me, don't tell me, I'm dead, dead through."

Maomao thought this person was really interesting, and said with a smile: "But you are quite free and easy."

"What can I do? Your boss already has such a handsome husband, so what's the matter with me, I don't want to be ashamed. But your boss is really handsome, and I like his appearance. It's a pity that Yingnian early marriage."

Mao Mao pursed her lips and smiled: "How old do you think our boss is?"

Xiao Yufei narrowed his eyes: "If you ask me that, it must be quite old. Thirty?"

"35."

Xiao Yufei was stunned for a second, and couldn't help sighing: "He looks so young. I thought he was younger than me."

"How old are you?"

"25."

"Then you look older than our boss."

Xiao Yufei put on his coat, and complained with a smile: "What's the matter with you, little girl, you really don't like what you say." "I'm already 26, and I called you wrong. Sister."

"You look tender too, sister."

Mao Mao laughed so hard that she couldn't see her eyes.

After Jiang Muping left the studio, Chengyan received a call from his hometown of Jiangzhou.

The caller was Cheng Yan's aunt who lived in the country. Cheng Yan rarely went back to his hometown, but he would send money to his aunt every year.Every year at this time, my aunt would call, and she would let Cheng Yan go home for the New Year every year, but the number of times Cheng Yan went back was very few.

Chengyan doesn't have any deep nostalgia in that land, and he doesn't want to be surrounded by a group of unfamiliar people at the busiest time of the year.

He is used to being alone, and he is used to spending the New Year alone.

Auntie is a nice person, but not the person Cheng Yan wants to be close to the most.

Cheng Yan answered the phone: "Aunt."

"Xiaoyan, what are you doing?"

"Nothing, just rest." Cheng Yan didn't want to listen to his aunt's oblique greetings, so he turned back directly: "Are you asking me to go to your place to celebrate the New Year again?"

Aunt smiled: "You know what I'm going to say, then I won't talk about it."

"Aunt, this year is not very good."

"You don't do well every year."

Cheng Yan had a valid reason this year, he whispered: "Auntie, I'm married."

There was no sound on the other end of the phone.After a long time, my aunt asked in that unbelievable tone: "Xiaoyan, what did you say?"

"I'm married, aunt, and I should spend the New Year at my husband's house this year."

His aunt knew about Cheng Yan's sexual orientation, and also knew that he had been single for many years.

"When did you get married? Why didn't you tell me?" Auntie said accusingly, seeming to suppress her anger.

"It didn't last long, more than two months. I—"

"Chengyan, are you going to piss me off? I ask you to come to my place every year to celebrate the New Year, but you won't come, okay, my aunt won't force you, and now you don't even tell me you're married?"

Cheng Yan pursed his lips, feeling guilty: "I haven't had time to tell you yet."

"You fart, two months, if you want to say it, you think I'm a fool?" The aunt was really angry, and her sonorous voice was slightly low, "You don't even call me for the wedding."

Cheng Yan finally found a way to appease her, and he immediately said, "I didn't hold a wedding."

"No wedding? What's going on? Why didn't you even have a wedding?" The aunt's focus immediately shifted, "Who did you marry? What does that person do? What are the conditions? Is it worthy of you?"

Auntie asked a bunch of questions like a cannonball, Cheng Yan was dizzy and said, "It's a classmate of mine in high school."

"Why don't you even hold a wedding? Don't you pick a poor man with a face and no money." My aunt is a country person, with a carefree temper and a little hot temper.

Cheng Yan pinched the center of his eyebrows and said the key point: "It's not a poor ghost."

"What's that for?"

"Teacher." Chengyan was worried that his aunt would continue to ask, and added: "University professor."

"Professor?" Auntie was suddenly pleasantly surprised, her voice rising, "Xiaoyan, did you find a professor?!"

"Ah."

"How do you look? How old are you? Oh, you said, he is your high school classmate, is he the same age as you?"

His aunt kept nagging, and Chengyan couldn't take it any longer. He looked down at his watch and said, "Auntie, I have to go home for dinner."

"Xiaoyan, you have to come to your aunt for the new year. I have to see how the man is. I haven't met the professor yet. Let my aunt open your eyes, and I have to check for you."

"Auntie, I've already obtained a certificate from him." Cheng Yan laughed dumbly, "What else do you want to close?"

"That's why we can leave."

"..."

"Hey, I didn't mean that, you know what I mean."

"It may be Chinese New Year at his house."

"Then you come to live with me for a few days after the year."

Diagenesis is somewhat difficult.

"Chengyan, this is the first time my aunt forced you."

The word "forced" is too strong, and Cheng Yan has mixed feelings, he was silent for a while, and said: "I know."

Cheng Yan arrived at the house at six o'clock. When he opened the door and entered the house, he found a man he didn't know standing in the living room, carrying a schoolbag and looking like a student.

Jiang Muping was sitting on the sofa with a laptop on the coffee table.

Hearing the movement, the two people in the living room raised their heads and looked towards the door.The young man with the schoolbag on his back looked dazed, but still politely bowed to Chengyan.

Cheng Yan nodded in response and walked over.

Jiang Muping said to Chengyan: "He is a graduate student I brought."

Jiang Muping introduced Cheng Yan to his students again, saying, "This is my husband."

The boy was taken aback, and without thinking, he shouted, "Hello, teacher."

Cheng Yan's eyelids twitched, Jiang Muping turned his head and glanced at his students.

"Oh, no," the boy's ears turned red, he smiled embarrassedly, and looked at Jiang Muping with help-seeking eyes, "Professor, I don't know what to call it, so I subconsciously called it that."

There really isn't any proper address, calling him "brother" is strange, calling him "uncle" is inappropriate, and Cheng Yan is Jiang Muping's partner, so it is not to blame for Jiang Muping's students to call him teacher's wife.

"Hello." Cheng Yan responded to Jiang Muping's students naturally.

Jiang Muping said to Cheng Yan: "Dinner is in the steamer in the kitchen. I want to read the article for him. You eat first."

Cheng Yan asked the boy, "Have you eaten?"

"Eat, eat, I came over after dinner, I am causing you trouble, Professor."

Jiang Muping looked at the laptop without speaking, but shook his head.

Cheng Yan walked to the kitchen.

Cheng Yan brought out Jiang Muping's dinner from the steamer, sat at the dining table, and looked at the living room through the glass door.

Jiang Muping was Lin Weijing's teacher. Before they got married, Cheng Yan and Jiang Muping were somewhat involved due to the relationship between Jiang Muping and Lin Weijing's teacher-student relationship.

If Chengyan didn't have a flash marriage with Jiang Muping at the beginning, but married Jiang Muping after a normal relationship, during this period, Chengyan might use Lin Weijing to explore Jiang Muping.

For example, what Jiang Muping was like in class and how he treated students.

Chengyan had never seen Jiang Muping's state in class, so he suddenly felt a little curious.

Is Jiang Muping also gentle and generous towards the students, or is he a little stricter?

Jiang Muping looked at the computer screen intently, his fingers slid on the mouse touchpad, his lips slightly parted, and he said something to his students.

He was wearing a pair of mirror chain glasses, and the metal chain swayed slightly with the movement of his body, glowing a faint golden light under the light.

Cheng Yan didn't start, he wanted to wait for Jiang Muping to have dinner together.Fortunately, it didn't take long for Jiang Muping to finish. The boy put away his notebook and waved his hand towards the restaurant to say goodbye.

Chengyan also waved his hand.

Jiang Muping tidied up the materials on the coffee table in the living room, Cheng Yan walked out and said, "It's already winter vacation, and there are still students coming to you, so work hard."

"His house is close."

"Liao Fanke's house shouldn't be close." Cheng Yan asked casually, but also deliberately.

Jiang Muping chuckled: "I don't know where he lives."

Jiang Muping bent over, and the glasses chain swayed under the glasses. I don't know if this pair of glasses is really heavy. When Jiang Muping lowered his head, the glasses suddenly slipped down from the bridge of his nose, and then hung on his chest. Location.

Cheng Yan sneered, and Jiang Muping raised his head.

Cheng Yan walked up to Jiang Muping, picked up the glasses hanging on his chest, and helped him put them back on.

Through the bright lens, Chengyan looked into Jiang Muping's eyes.

"I feel that these glasses are a bit tasteless, and they are not useful."

As Cheng Yan said, he hooked Jiang Muping's mirror chain intentionally or unintentionally with his fingers, and the two looked at each other face to face, feeling each other's breath.

Jiang Muping's breath gradually approached, as if he was about to kiss him.

With a soft click, Mother Jiang's voice came from the entrance to the living room: "Who bought the painting at the door, it's so beautiful."

Cheng Yan and Jiang Muping paused slightly, and took a step back from each other.

"It's rare, both of you are at home." Mother Jiang looked at them with a smile, "What's wrong with you, Xiaoyan, why is your neck so red?"

Cheng Yan coughed dryly: "Allergy."