Chi You, your panda is hanging on the tree again!

The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became, Daozi asked the man closest to him: "Which building and which class does You Qianliang teach?"

The man smiled meaningfully, "I'll check it out for you... um... NO. 12th floor, [-]."

Knife got up and left, leaving Xiang Ye and Yifei struggling constantly with their little hands and feet in the wolf den.

The moment the knife went out, Yi Fei started to cry, Xiang Ye also howled dryly when he cried.But she didn't even have any tears, she choked her throat while howling, and looked at her younger brother with a dazed face, not realizing that her own father had left.

The sky had turned dark, and the dark blue sky pressed against the coolness, soaked into the skin, and aroused a layer of goose bumps.

Knife looked at the faint "Twelve" sign in front of the building, moved a little closer, squinted his eyes to see clearly, and then lifted his foot up the stairs.

Fifth floor...

Daozi went up to the fifth floor, walked to Wuyaosi, stood outside the door, and heard that there were still classes going on inside.

He walked a little further, looking through the window at You Qianling, who was standing on the podium with his back to him giving lectures.

At this time, a boy sitting by the window noticed the knife, and was almost surprised, but was stared at by the knife and shut up.

It's only 35:[-], they should be dismissed by [-].

Knife turned around and stood leaning against the wall with one leg folded, smoking a cigarette and waiting quietly.

In the classroom, the boy had already formed a group @all members of the class.

After reading the news, all the members kept pointing at their mobile phones to wink at You Qianliang.

You Qianling frowned, picked up the phone and glanced at it.

The starting point is 47 points. "get out of class is over!"

In the classroom, none of the students went out. Instead, they lay down one by one towards the window.

You Qianliang put his hand on the doorknob, clenched it tightly, unscrewed it, opened the door, and went out.

He is waiting for you outside...

His tall and straight figure stood at the door, turning sideways, looking at the knife.

Seeing You Qianliang coming out, Knife subconsciously glanced at the watch on his wrist.

The watch he gave me is not only ugly, but also fucking inaccurate...

You Qianliang walked over with a blank expression on his face.

Even the voice revealed the coolness outside, "Why are you here?"

Knife looked up at him, then looked away, coughed, put his hands in his pockets, took another puff of cigarette, and said awkwardly and honestly: "Come pick up my wife from get off work."

"Ooh-"

There was a lively sound in the classroom.

You Qianling stared at him intently, the only dim light in the corridor made his face a little gloomy and cold.

"I still have a class to attend, you go back first."

Knife felt very uncomfortable hearing his words.

You Qianliang is driving him away?

"Think about it! If I leave today, you will never want me to pick you up in your life!"

You Qianliang looked at him, pursed his lips, and took a long time to utter a few words.

"Then just wait!"

You Qianling turned back and closed the door with a bang, startling the students in the classroom.

"I'll go, the couple quarreled..."

Professor You had never shown such a face to anyone.

The knife clenched the hanging hand tightly, looking through the glass at You Qianliang who was walking towards the podium again, looking at his calm face with cracks that seemed to be torn from pain.

No matter who it is to, in this case, he should just leave face, but now...

The boy by the window opened the window a little, leaned his head against the crack in the window and whispered: "I heard from seniors and sisters several years ago that when Professor You first joined the job, there was an accident in his family... At that time I've never lost control as much as today..."

Knife looked at You Qianliang, turned and left.

The boy watched the knife go away, clasped the window with his hand, and cursed.

"Oh shit!"

In a class, what was said was frequently wrong.

You Qianliang clutched the trembling hands hidden under the podium, his peach blossom eyes were lowered, suppressing the pain and uncontrollable wetness that could not be seen clearly by the people below.

I'm a fucking bitch!

No one knows how the five or 10 minutes were spent.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, no one in the class moved. They watched You Qianliang turn off the projector, watched him pack up the handouts expressionlessly, watched him walk to the door with a cold face, and looked at him open the door...

then……

The knife just sat by the door.

Knife looked sideways at his leg and asked him, "Are you...are you still angry?"

The wild dogs running wild on the street suddenly had a home, probably like a knife.

Restless, restless, afraid of being tamed, yet eager to be stroked.So she always had sharp teeth and a face that couldn't tolerate the slightest bit of contempt.

But when the wild dogs get scared, they also learn to lie at other people's feet, begging for mercy.

He asked him, are you still angry...

It's like saying again, at worst, I won't bite you anymore...

The flowers struggling out of the thorns are afraid of the sun for the rest of their lives.

He knows that he has not been loved well, so he doesn't know how to love others well.There are only responsibilities and responsibilities buried in the bones, but they dare not show them to others easily.

But he also knew that the body curled up in his arms unconsciously was real, and so was the man who secretly looked up the dictionary with the name on the paper.

It's just that there is no enthusiastic gesture in the cold alley.

From the first time he saw the knife, he knew how the isolated and tough figure standing in the blood could easily take off his disguise and walk into the world under the sun.

The knife wanted to tug at his trousers, but as soon as he moved his fingers, he tightened his five fingers, and looked up at him in a ridiculously contradictory posture that showed weakness but refused to bow his head.

"I've come to pick you up in person, so don't be too..." Don't be too ignorant.

Is it too harsh to say this?

The knife squeezed his cold and thin lips tightly, and swallowed the remaining half of the sentence.

You Qianling bent over and stretched out a thick and wide palm towards him.

Knife looked at his hand that was still stained with chalk, his eyes darkened, he reached out with his own hand, held his hand, and let You Qianling pull himself up from the ground.

Knife glanced awkwardly at him, lowered his index finger and sucked and sucked again, but he still didn't look directly into You Qianliang's eyes.

"At worst, if I see that classmate again, I will directly tell her that I bought the milk powder for my son, and that you are my child...Mom, is it done?"

You Qianliang looked at him and laughed dumbfoundedly.

Knife: "You fucking laugh, laugh!"

You Qianliang took a step forward and hugged him into his arms.

"Then will you come later?"

Knife pushed him with a shameful face, "What are you doing!"

"Come pick me up from get off work at school."

Knife wondered if he should follow this old rascal now, after all, he came to apologize today.

"Well……"

It's a response.

You Qianling lowered his head and buried his face in his neck, and kissed him deeply, hot and intense, making people feel more excited than watching a pornographic film.

"I'm not angry."

The voice is hoarse and has the sweetness of boiling water and white sugar.

A lot of students were crowded at the door, and the knife was just held by You Qianliang, facing his students face to face.

"Get away from me!" Knife gritted his teeth and growled in a low voice.

"Kiss one!"

I don't know if it was a shout.

"Kiss one! Kiss one!"

The voice-activated light in the corridor opposite came on, and all the students poured out of the classroom, beating the beat and starting to boo, "Kiss one! Kiss one! Kiss..."

The knife slapped You Qianling's face away, then took his hand and gritted his teeth at his student, "I'll take you, Professor You, to the room."

As the knife said, he dragged You Qianliang away.

Cheers came and went.

You Qianliang: "The hotel environment to the east of our school is very good."

Knife: "Fuck you!"

Did you earn enough money for milk powder and still spend money to open a house?

You Qianling stopped and grabbed the knife, "Why don't we go to the toilet cubicle at the school."

Knife: "You fucking..."

You Qianling kissed him directly, and staggered to a place where the streetlights couldn't reach him, kissing him tenderly and fiercely.

"I want you right now..."

Daozi looked at the flames in You Qianxuan's eyes, and was really afraid that he could fight him directly here.

Knife subconsciously lifted his pants, "Go home first..."

You Qianxuan directly pulled him to the garage and pushed him into the car.

"You fucking plan to..."

You Qianling directly blocked his mouth.

You Qianliang's face is indeed much thicker than a knife...

The body was crushed and occupied by You Qianling over and over again...

"enough……"

You Qianling leaned over and sent himself in heavily, "Not enough..."

Depend on!If you don't admit your mistake, you old beast's reaction is so big, damn it!

"Um..."

In the end, the awareness of the knife was no longer real, how his pants were pulled up, and when the car was started, he didn't know anything.

Vaguely, he felt as if he had forgotten something very important, but he really couldn't remember it for a while.

The car drove halfway, and Dao Zi's consciousness gradually became emotional.

At first, I felt that something was missing from my body, and then...

You Qianling slammed on the brakes.

"Did you bring the baby to pick me up today?"

Everyone left, the fat principal looked at the two babies and yawned.

"Why don't your fathers come to pick you up?"

Yi Fei was suffering from hunger, staring at Xiang Ye as if he was about to cry or not, grabbing and grabbing with his two little hands.

Xiang Ye yawned, and his stomach growled again and again, but he didn't care, tilted his head, and fell asleep directly.