After helping the protagonist escape from the lunatic, I was targeted [Through the Book]

In the school corridor, Shen Luyang and Xie Weihan walked side by side to the science department. One was wearing a turtleneck sweater, and the other was wearing not only the same turtleneck sweater, but also two wristbands.

"I think the meaning of my work is to earn gas money." Shen Luyang stretched his waist, refueled on the way here, and hundreds of dollars were gone. "If I fail the final exam, then I have to earn more money." The gas money for a semester, the social animals are crying when they see it."

What does it mean that a salary is less than bank interest, Shen Luyang is.

Xie Weihan laughed, and passed on his experience to the new teachers: "The test questions for the regularization exam are similar to the students' final exam questions, and the proportion is very small. The usual class grades and assessments are more important, such as business trips."

Shen Luyang's dog's eyes lit up: "Does the open class count?"

Xie Weihan smiled in his eyes: "Forget it."

Shen Luyang pushed open the office door and shouted: "Jiang Jiang! Treat you to dinner!"

Jiang Nuanyu's hands trembled, and the cookies fell on the table. She looked down and said, "I'll pay you another bag of cookies."

Shen Luyang put down his bag, looked at her, and folded his hands gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Jiang, for giving me the precious opportunity of open class."

As soon as Jiang Nuanyu heard it, he knew that he was talking about becoming a regular at the end of the semester. He took three packets of cookies again and threw two to Shen Luyang without explaining. Give one to Xie Weihan.

Jiang Nuanyu tore open the package, her eyes half-opened in sleepiness: "Look at this room, who else needs it besides you?"

The implication is that everyone except you is a formal teacher, and no one will be given to you.

Shen Luyang didn't care about these, happily discussed what she wanted to eat, and then ordered a takeaway.

The science group on Saturday morning was lifeless, Zong Weiqing came back from the corridor to observe the class discipline, and one of them gave them tea bags: "It's cold, drinking some hot water is good for your health."

With a dismal expression, Gong Wanjun went over to get a cup of hot water to make tea, muttering.

"On a big Saturday, the social animals are off, and we have to go to work," she pinched her waist with one hand, looked at the same weak sunlight outside the window, and said mournfully, "We are not as good as animals."

Shen Luyang leaned back on the chair, also yawning.

Besides being sleepy, other discomforts on his body were even more tormenting.

There is no cushion on his chair, and the soft mesh surface that usually feels comfortable is extremely uncomfortable now.

But it seems strange that he went out to buy a cushion now.

Sitting was really uncomfortable, so Shen Luyang stood up.

Feeling restless and exhausted, he casually picked up an unopened bottle of mineral water, turned his head and leaned against Xie Weihan's desk, and began to study the two pots of vibrant prickly pears.

"Mr. Xie," he called softly, his eyes fixed on the dry soil in the flower pot, "do you think they are thirsty?"

Xie Weihan raised his eyelids, pondered for a moment, playing with taste: "I may be thirstier than them, can you give me water?"

Shen Luyang was taken aback, and subconsciously handed over the water, Xie Weihan only realized when he took it and unscrewed it.

"Liang, let me make tea bags for you, I'll walk," Shen Luyang said while habitually sitting on his table, and sat down with his buttocks defenseless——

A burst of unspeakable soreness and pain went straight to the brain along the tailbone. Shen Luyang's face twisted for a moment, and he yelled with his mouth, and gritted his teeth to let himself get off the table as normal as possible, with his back to the other people in the office. The man stood facing Xie Weihan.

His legs were trembling, and a few bitter tears burst from the corners of his eyes.

He supported the table with his palms, gasping for breath with cold sweat on his brow, and still gasped in Xie Weihan's ear, "It hurts so much, I'll wipe it off, I'll soak it later, I... I'll slowly..."

Xie Weihan was amused by his frivolous movements, but he covered it up very considerately.

Squeezing his fingertips comfortingly, he immediately pulled over a chair with thick cushions, and said naturally, "Sit here."

The two of them often sit and work together, so there is nothing wrong with this series of movements. Shen Luyang burst into tears when he sat on the soft cushion.

Dragging the chair to Xie Weihan's side, Shen Luyang lowered his voice and asked, "When did you buy it? This cushion saved me from fire and water. I think my ass is about to explode. Hiss... Really soft, the ultimate enjoyment..."

"Thursday, didn't I show it to you, forgot?" Xie Weihan's left hand placed under the table naturally fell behind his waist, took advantage of the trend, and gently pinched it.

The protrusion of the ring rests on the flesh, which is very comfortable.

Shen Luyang leaned on the back of the chair, squinting his eyes comfortably: "Thinking about it, I thought it was Teacher Gong's, the one with the bunny pattern...it's really not like a hunk like me would use it."

He paused, thought of something, approached Xie Weihan, and said in a hoarse voice with malicious intent: "Your rabbit is an exception, I like to use it very much."

Hey, he will also be provocative.

Xie Weihan narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly, curled the corners of his lower lip unobtrusively, kept writing, and drew a checkmark on the last math problem, with a serious voice as if he was discussing the monthly exam questions.

"If you like it very much, can you share your experience?"

Shen Luyang paused, his ears became hot, he grabbed his hand and pinched his ring, and moved it close to his ear, and continued to tease recklessly: "Of course, are you listening now?"

Xie Weihan's eyes were dark, and he laughed inexplicably. The next second, he took out a brand new handmade cowhide notebook from the drawer. The brown cover made his fingers look particularly pale and slender.

Turning to the first page, I picked up the pen unhurriedly, and wrote down the word "early morning". The beautiful cursive characters were tainted with lust, and looked extraordinarily astringent.

Xie Weihan turned to the next page and wrote down the date, then slowly turned his head, and looked at him elegantly and probingly with this face that Shen Luyang could see the reaction at any given moment.

After a while, the thin lips parted slightly.

"We can start talking."

Ok?

say what?

Talk about his "use experience"? ? ?

Shen Luyang froze like a big lost dog, and in the next second, his face was so red and hot that it exploded, he looked at Xie Weihan's serious face in bewilderment.

He just said a word, and the dear little white rabbit of his boyfriend and fiance wanted to write it down seriously!

Look at the date with that beautiful font... Are you going to interview him and record it every time like writing a diary?

Even if he is thick-skinned enough to say everything in detail, but this is a school, it's not appropriate to remember this kind of content...

Shen Luyang didn't do what he said, but was what he did, looking at his boyfriend's smiling face, he covered his face inwardly.

Who would have thought that Mr. Xie, the winner of the annual outstanding teacher, the cutting-edge teaching quality of Lanjiang No. [-] Middle School, and the respected teacher, would discuss dirty things with him in the sacred office without changing his face.

Shen Luyang didn't dare to touch his face for fear of burning his hands.

He smiled embarrassingly, stretched out his hand to cover the date on the notebook, grabbed Xie Weihan's hand and squeezed it back and forth, and explained: "I'm joking, do you take it seriously? Besides, you can't tell all the feelings, no need I said...it's my class later, I'll go back and get ready, you should do it first—"

"I can tell..." Xie Weihan repeated his words casually, his fingers moved slightly, and he easily broke away from his palm, smiling softly and harmlessly, "Indeed, I should write it myself."

Shen Luyang was in a daze.

The nib of the pen rubbed against the paper, making a slight rustling sound, and beautiful thin gold bodies were engraved on the paper.

Shen Luyang looked over subconsciously, reading each word in his heart.

After a few minutes.

Shen Luyang buried his whole face in his arms, lying on the table, grabbed Xie Weihan's hand with his right hand to prevent him from moving, his exposed ears were red to the point of bleeding.

His voice was muffled, his arms were pink with embarrassment, and he confessed: "Mr. Xie, stop writing...I'm wrong, can't I..."

See what it feels like to be the protagonist of Xiaoh Wen.

That's how he feels right now.

The writer is still another protagonist in the novel, and he has to personally watch the writing process... As a young man who is very healthy everywhere, he can't stand this stimulation.

The pen was suddenly bumped and an irregular circle was drawn on the paper.

Xie Weihan curled his lips and kept writing, accepting Shen Luyang's confession considerately, and softly comforted: "Don't like it? Then I won't write next time."

I can write sharp and angular brushstrokes, but at this moment it is suddenly soft, and following the round and irregular traces, I finished a few strokes of a simple anthropomorphic little gray wolf with red ears and tears in the corners of his eyes biting his claws and wrists...

When Shen Luyang got up, Xie Weihan closed the notebook casually.

The bell for the end of get out of class rang, interrupting Shen Luyang's desire to continue admitting love and eating tofu while being love.

He quickly touched his face, Xie Weihan reminded: "It's very red."

Shen Luyang quickly got down on the ground before anyone looked over, turned his head to look at Xie Weihan, and spoke quickly when he panicked.

"Then what should I do! It will be my class later, am I going to lie and say that I have a high fever? Is it unreasonable for Mr. Shen to have a high fever once a week with each punch and a small stubble? Is this kind of small diary not available?" School diary is better. If you like it, let’s go home and study it. In fact, I like it too. Teacher Xie, are you writing this on purpose knowing that I am very healthy..."

Xie Weihan rested his palm on his forehead, and chuckled noncommittally: "Ten minutes is enough to 'reduce the fever'."

Shen Luyang was silent for a while guilty, then unconsciously rubbed his knee against his knee, hesitating for a moment.

His voice was extremely low, and he whispered with red ears like a thief, "But I got up... I can't get down for 10 minutes."

He is so healthy, how could it be 10 minutes.

Xie Weihan paused slightly, as if he felt a little surprised, as if this was an accident that had nothing to do with him.

During the few seconds of his silence, Shen Luyang fully felt the feeling of his face evaporating.

He continued to rub Xie Weihan with his knees, and said emotionally: "Go to a class for me, my back hurts, Teacher Xie, it's just where you rubbed it just now, it's sore. My butt also hurts, just yesterday— —Cough—yes, I may really have a fever now, and I am in a daze, and I will make a mistake and mislead my son later.”

Ah, it's nice to have no face.

Xie Weihan watched him buried in his arms, groping around dishonestly with his paws, looking as if he would fall asleep in a second, then Shi Shi said in a low voice: "I will teach you a class, sleep well , do you want to go to the infirmary? There is a bed."

Shen Luyang felt that Doctor Fang would not welcome him, so he scratched Xie Weihan's leg: "You don't need to go there, I can just lie down here."

In fact, he didn't tell a lie, and he was really uncomfortable.

Excessive absorption of S-level Alpha pheromone, no matter how used to it, physiological drowsiness is inevitable, as well as those unspeakable soreness, and embarrassing reactions... all make him lazy.

On Saturday, in the first section of the physics quiz, in the second section, you can just explain the questions, not necessarily him, so he can use the office romance to hide.

When the class bell rang, Shen Luyang remained motionless like a master, lying on the table and dozing off.

Knowing that the first period was his class, Zong Weiqing thought he was sick and couldn't get up, so she subconsciously asked: "Mr. Shen has a cold? Why is your face so red? I have cold medicine here. You can take a pill."

Xie Weihan stood up with the book, rubbed Shen Luyang's head, smiled and said to Zong Weiqing: "I've taken the medicine, and I'm sleepy. I'll take it for him in this section."

Zong Weiqing was stunned.