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Xiao Cheng looked away, "I didn't mean that..."

Jiang Chiyan could see what Xiao Cheng was thinking at a glance, and said, "You want to be a villain yourself and wash me off as an innocent boy forced by you?"

Xiao Cheng didn't speak.

Jiang Chiyan stared at Xiao Cheng obsessively, and looked around, but there was no one there.

He approached, quickly pulled off Xiao Cheng's mask, and leaned over to kiss him, with a smile on the corner of his lips: "Hey, don't smear yourself like this next time, I will feel guilty."

Xiao Cheng looked confused:?

guilt? ?

Where is this.

Jiang Chiyan pinched his wrist and explained: "Because...every night when I force you to call me husband, I'm not so innocent, but more like a villain than you."

After a pause, Jiang Chiyan moved closer to Xiao Cheng's ear, and said in a low voice: "However, when the distance is negative, I still like to hear my wife obediently and softly calling Yanyan."

Xiao Cheng turned his face away in embarrassment and indignation, his ears turned red.

But he was not willing to scold Jiang Chiyan, pointed to a flagpole next to him, and retorted seriously: "I'm straight, straighter than that flagpole."

Jiang Chiyan held Xiao Cheng's long finger.

Squeeze it, bend it into a ball, and then wrap it into the big palm, "Baby, you can be straightened into a flagpole, and I can also bend it into a mosquito coil for you."

Someone asked Jiang Chiyan about his sexual orientation before, and asked him if he liked men.

Jiang Chiyan said not necessarily.

He said that Xiao Cheng was a man in this life, and he liked men.

If Xiao Cheng was a little girl in his next life, he would like little girls.

Jiang Chiyan looked at Xiao Cheng and smiled, took out the mobile phone from his pocket, and stuffed it into Xiao Cheng's hand, "Fan's eyes are sharp."

Xiao Cheng took a look.

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[1. Wife - 52.3 votes]

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[3. Mrs. Jiang’s prospective young lady—10.9 votes]

[4. Brother Cheng - 7.8 votes]

Xiao Cheng: "..." Swear words, ugly swear words.

With his face burning, he threw the phone to Jiang Chiyan, and when he raised his hand, Jiang Chiyan grabbed his wrist.

Jiang Chiyan glanced at the gauze wrapped around Xiao Cheng's finger, put it to his lips and kissed, "How's the injury?"

Xiao Cheng shook his head: "I went to the hospital yesterday to take out the micro-steel needle, and the incision on my finger still hurts, but it's all right now."

Jiang Chiyan nodded, and was about to speak when the phone rang.

It was Su Jing calling.

Jiang Chiyan swiped the phone screen to answer, and asked, "Where did you go wild, you dare to skip my class?"

Su Jing felt a little guilty.

The scary thing about her brother is that when he usually goes to Fuguang to attend classes, he never rolls his name, signs in, or asks questions.

However, at the end of the semester...

Jiang Chiyan can clearly remember the number of times each student was absent from class, was late and left early, and the number of times they whispered in class, bowed their heads and played games.

Su Jing explained in a low voice: "Brother, this afternoon... I went to the court with my lawyer."

Jiang Chiyan didn't believe it: "It's been more than five hours since the court session started?"

Su Jing: "After the court session, I went to the police station."

Jiang Chiyan frowned, "What are you doing at the police station?"

Su Jing said: "Report the case, sue Tu Wei and Shen Yu for slandering you, the police have filed a case."

Jiang Chiyan smiled, "So you believe that I was framed?"

"Of course." Su Jing was quite confident, "A certain person has soft ears, is afraid of his wife, and afraid of guilt."

Su Jing imitated Jiang Chiyan's tone, and said, "Chengcheng, I don't have me, it's not that I don't know her well, blah blah."

Jiang Chiyan frowned, "Is your name Chengcheng?"

Su Jing: "Brother, can I ask Brother Cheng for a favor, our Student Union Art Department is arranging the program for the New Year's Eve party, there is a dance move of dancing swords and swinging sword flowers, the performance is not very good, Brother Cheng's beating The play is very powerful, can you ask him to come over and watch it?"

Jiang Chiyan explained the matter to Xiao Cheng, and said, "If you don't like it, don't go. I'll hire the best martial arts instructor for them tomorrow."

Xiao Cheng shook his head, "Go and have a look."

The two went to the activity room of Fuguang Student Union.

Seeing Jiang Chiyan and Xiao Cheng coming in one after the other, a little girl with poor psychological quality suddenly screamed out a dolphin sound, "Brother Cheng, I am your fan, my name is Wen Lele, can I ask for a signature?"

Xiao Cheng said yes.

He took out the pen from his pocket, but his wrist was grasped by a warm palm.

Jiang Chiyan pulled Xiao Cheng behind him, with a gentle but unquestionable tone: "I'm sorry, Xiao Cheng has a bone injury in his right hand, so it's inconvenient."

Wen Lele thought for a while, then asked: "Then, can we take a photo together?"

Jiang Chiyan frowned, "No..."

He and Xiao Cheng had never had a photo together alone.

Wen Lele hurriedly added: "Can I take a photo with Gunyan CP?"

Jiang Chiyan looked at Xiao Cheng, reversed the word order and repeated: "Can Gunyan CP take a photo with her?"

Xiao Cheng nodded in agreement.

Wen Lele threw the phone to her friend excitedly, and stood between Xiao Cheng and Jiang Chiyan.

However, the second before the shutter sounded...

Jiang Chiyan walked around to Xiao Cheng's side, wrapped his arms around his waist, and fished it into his arms.

"Crack-"

In the photo, Xiao Cheng was hugged by Jiang Chiyan, Xiao Cheng's face was blushing, Jiang Chiyan smiled wickedly, and the little girl who took the photo was alone on the other side of the photo.

Xiao Cheng staggered, his back hit Jiang Chiyan's chest.

From an angle that no one else can see.

Jiang Chiyan reached out and squeezed the soft flesh on Xiao Cheng's waist, "If we have time, let's take a set of photos. Didn't you say that if I want to take a wedding photo, you can force me to wear a wedding dress for me?"

Xiao Cheng pushed him away calmly, walked aside and unscrewed a bottle of mineral water to take a sip.

Jiang Chiyan smiled softly, joy filled the corners of his eyes and brows.

because……

The two steps that Xiao Cheng took just now were at the same time.

Xiao Cheng drank two sips of mineral water and took a rest.

Soon...

A thin and slender young man came over to ask for advice, "Mr. Xiao Cheng, my name is Jiang Yang, this movement of swinging the sword flower..."

Xiao Cheng chatted with him for a few words, pointed to the open space next to him, "Demonstrate, and let me see how far you can do this set of movements."

Jiang Yang nodded shyly.

He changed into a pure white Han uniform and held a long sword.

Background music plays.

"House of Flying Daggers"

Jiang Yang's performance is elegant and remarkable.

When he lowered his back, Xiao Cheng stretched out his hand to support his waist, and said straight to the point: "Straighten your waist, exert strength with your wrist, don't shake the tip of the sword, and throw it out naturally."

Jiang Yang hummed, and did as Xiao Cheng said.

He danced sword after sword, his movements became smoother and more powerful.

Everyone was amazed.

Only Jiang Chiyan, who was in the crowd, looked at Xiao Cheng's hand that was helping Jiang Yang's back.

The whole person is expressionless.

Jiang Yang finished his performance.

Sweat dripped from his head.

Xiao Cheng handed him a pack of tissues, "Lend me the sword."

Jiang Yang took the tissue and passed the sword with both hands, "Thank you, Teacher Xiao."

Xiao Cheng took the sword, was slightly stunned, and his phoenix eyes lit up.

This sword weighs twenty catties.

It's not a prop, it's an unsharp epee.

Xiao Cheng held the scabbard with one hand.

He flipped his wrist and jerked it up.

The sword was thrown out of its sheath—

The students around subconsciously covered their heads for fear of being hit.

Xiao Cheng lazily raised his hand, without looking at it, he firmly held the hilt of the sword in mid-air.

"Shh-"

There was a gust of wind wrapped around the blade of the sword.

Xiao Cheng shook his wrist, "Music."

The guqin music of "House of Flying Daggers" sounded.

Xiao Cheng closed his eyes and stood quietly on the spot, motionless, as if he had fallen asleep.

After the slow tune, the sound of the guqin picked up quickly, as if a golden horse and an iron horse were treading on the sand, there was a blood-stained sharpness.

Xiao Cheng opened his eyes suddenly.

The eyes are dark and fierce, with a kind of indifference looking down on all living beings.

Jiang Chiyan looked at Xiao Cheng from the side, knowing that he was getting into the drama.

He danced sword after sword.

Even though he was in a very simple activity room, he danced with the majestic momentum of piercing the sky with swords and swallowing mountains and rivers with anger.

Everyone was stunned.

Many people record videos with their mobile phones and forget to press the "start recording button".

because……

Xiao Cheng's dancing posture is as beautiful as a fairy.

But when his spine was straight, the heroic and domineering decisiveness of killing and cutting did not have the slightest femininity.

Blood spilled on the battlefield, power over the world!

In the last set of actions.

He's got a cool back-and-down move.

Lean back, put one hand on the ground, and stand on your head!

Jiang Yang was stunned for a while, and murmured: "There is no handstand, it seems wrong..."

He stopped abruptly in the middle of his speech.

because……

Xiao Cheng was improvising! !

Xiao Cheng flipped his wrist, stood upside down, and turned 180 degrees in the air.

This section is a lot of action.

Xiao Cheng's shirt hem slipped out of his belt...

The shirt was rolled up, revealing a beautiful slender waist.

There are mermaid lines, abs, and no fat.

The extreme waist line makes many people subconsciously cover their noses and swallow saliva.

Jiang Chiyan glanced at the countless wolf-like eyes around him, and his face darkened instantly.

Xiao Cheng's performance continued.

He held the sword in one hand, and stabbed out with a sword, the momentum piercing through the air.

In the end, he took a beautiful sword flower, put away his sword and stood up.

The atmosphere of the audience was pushed to the peak and exploded!

"Fuck!"

"A twenty-pound sword, can it really be thrown upside down??"

"Brother Cheng's contagious power is absolute, absolute son!"

"Brother Cheng's waist is mine!"

"I'm the only one who saw, is there a red mark on Xiao Cheng's ankle?"

"It must be a birthmark, it definitely wasn't sucked out by that old bastard Jiang Chiyan!"

"Sit up in shock while dying, and shout Xiao Cheng, I can do it!"

"Xiao Cheng yyds!"

In the discussion...

Xiao Cheng's breathing was a little messy, and he walked in front of Jiang Chiyan.

Jiang Chiyan took off his cuff buttons naturally, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the cuff.

Xiao Cheng smiled, and before he got out of the music of "House of Flying Daggers", he hooked Jiang Chiyan's shoulder boldly and arrogantly, and joked: "Do you know what yyds means now?"

Jiang Chiyan's face was dark, still angry about Xiao Cheng showing his waist, expressionless: "I know."

"yyds, forever."

"Xiao Cheng yyds, Xiao Cheng will suffer forever." Jiang Chiyan said.

The tone is yin and yang.

The little daughter-in-law of his family exudes suffocating charm all the time.

To seduce people without knowing it.

Jiang Chiyan pinched the center of his brows, feeling very headache.

Still have to watch more closely.

Xiao Cheng: "..."

Jiang Chiyan lowered his eyes, and saw spots of blood oozing from the gauze wrapped around Xiao Cheng's fingers, his ink eyes were so gloomy that dripping water instantly.

Xiao Cheng had just taken out the miniature fixed steel needles used to treat fractures.

The knife edge has not grown well, and it is broken again.

Xiao Cheng also saw the blood on the gauze, and tugged on Jiang Chiyan's cuff, "I'm fine, I just got a bit of skin on my hand, don't worry..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

Jiang Chiyan picked up Xiao Cheng's legs and was about to hug him.

Xiao Cheng was taken aback, but he couldn't bear to refuse, so he looked away and said, "Can you change your posture?"

Always hugged by a princess...

You can also change your back.

Jiang Chiyan acted as if he didn't hear it, and said coldly: "Then can you not be injured and not bleed? I am not willing to let you bleed at night."

Xiao Cheng's ears turned red.

Can you drive on this small broken road?

Jiang Chiyan walked forward with Xiao Cheng in his arms.

As soon as she took a step, Su Jing hurried back from the outside, closed the door of the activity room with her backhand, looked at Jiang Chiyan nervously, and said, "Brother, don't take Brother Cheng out, the outside is surrounded by entertainment reporters!"

Jiang Chiyan paused.

The big palm wraps Xiao Cheng tighter in his arms.

Hold him loose for fear of falling him, hold him tight for fear of strangling him.

So Jiang Chiyan's actions were cautious.

Su Jing said: "I recognize a reporter outside. Last time, she scribbled about Brother Cheng having a room with a female celebrity. She was still slanderous. If she caught gunsmoke and CP getting married, she would definitely scribble some bullshit news again."

Jiang Chiyan's face darkened.

Su Jing looked around and pointed to the cabinet in the corner, "There is a cabinet over there, you go and hide first, I will find a way to send them away."

The students from the student council also gathered around and said kindly——

"Brother Cheng and Brother Yan, don't be afraid, if they want to come in, they must first step over our corpses."

"Yes, where is my 50-meter machete?"

"Machetes are useless, what about your fucking Italian? Big? Li? Cannons?"

Xiao Cheng leaned on Jiang Chiyan's chest, looked away embarrassedly, and said seriously: "Thank you."

That is, from this day on.

Everyone called Jiang Chiyan and Xiao Cheng changed from teacher and teacher's wife to brother Yan and sister-in-law Yan.

Jiang Chiyan hugged Xiao Cheng and hid in the cabinet.

Su Jing was afraid that a reporter would sneak in through troubled waters, so she put a lock on the cabinet door.

There is very little space in the cabinet, barely enough for two people.

Jiang Chiyan held Xiao Cheng's hand distressedly, put it on his lips carefully and blew it lightly, "Does it hurt?"

The gauze wrapped around Xiao Cheng's fingers was full of blood stains.

Xiao Cheng wanted to coax him, and deliberately said: "Don't blow it, blowing it will speed up the gas flow on the surface of the wound, increase the contact area between the bacteria in the air and the wound, and thus lead to wound infection."

After a pause, Xiao Cheng muttered again: "There are always traitors who want to murder me."

Jiang Chiyan: "..."

There was silence for a while.

Jiang Chiyan pinched Xiao Cheng's chin, wrapped his other hand around his waist, stroked along his waistline, and asked: "Just now, when you taught that boy to dance, you helped him waist?"

Xiao Cheng didn't think much about it.

When he was chatting with Jiang Yang just now, Jiang Yang said that he majored in Fuguang acting and also liked dancing.

However, not long after Jiang Yang's debut, he has been tepid.

Xiao Cheng said casually: "This kid is quite talented and good-looking, you can consider getting Sister Ting to sign into the studio."

Jiang Chiyan: "Is he good-looking?"

Xiao? White Rabbit? Cheng didn't realize the danger, so he nodded: "Very good..."

Before he finished speaking, his lips were blocked.

"Uuuuuu-"

You can't see your fingers in the cabinet, and the touch of your lips is maximized.

Xiao Cheng's legs were so weak from being kissed, his body slid down uncontrollably, but Jiang Chiyan clasped his waist and held him down, kissing him harder and harder.

I do not know how long it has been.

Jiang Chiyan let him go, and asked again: "Is he good-looking?"

Xiao Cheng's breathing was a little messy, but he didn't react, "Okay..."

"Um-"

Jiang Chiyan punished Xiao Cheng again.

then……

Let go of Xiao Cheng one second before he was out of breath and dizzy due to lack of oxygen.

The timing was pinpointed with extreme precision.

Jiang Chiyan asked again: "He, okay, see,?"

Xiao Cheng quickly covered his mouth, "You look good, you look good, and your whole family looks good."

Jiang Chiyan smiled softly.

His hand on Xiao Cheng's waist went down, and his fingertips pressed on Xiao Cheng's belt buckle.

Xiao Cheng stared at him nervously: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Chiyan's tone was weird, "You can show your waist to seduce people when you dance, your waist...can't your husband see it?"

(I set up a new gift reply. You send small gifts to Yanyan and Chengcheng, you can receive messages from Yanyan or Chengcheng, you can see it in [My-My Message-Notification], I It was fun to try it out, I don’t know if you can see it.)