My brother became a playboy

On the second day of the new year, I got a message that the dean went in.

This is actually not very unexpected. A long time ago, the dean had a private meal with me. He said that someone was messing with him, and he would probably go in. If one day, he asked me to take care of his wife and children.

Frankly speaking, I thought he was nonsense at the time. The dean was different from me. His grandfather, grandma, father, mother, and uncles were all authorities in the academic world. He still has to weigh it.

Not long after we ate that meal, I went in. I once thought that the dean was abandoning the car to protect the handsome man, but as I cleared up my grievances and the dean went to jail, my view has also changed. .

The sudden investigation, the betrayal of the young teacher, the idling of many people, the ferment of public opinion on the Internet, my release from prison, the fall of the dean... many fragmented clues collided and reorganized in my brain, and finally stayed in confinement on that door.

Who are those hands behind the scenes?

Who is the ultimate beneficiary?

I vaguely have the answer.

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For that meal, and for the dean’s care for me all these years in the institute, I still prepared a big thick envelope, stuffed it with cash, and drove to the dean’s house.

It was different from the crowds I expected. The yard of the dean's house was quiet, but the lights of the villa in the yard were on.

I pressed the doorbell at the door, and the slightly haggard face of Mrs. Dean appeared on the visualized screen. She looked at me in surprise, and various complex emotions flashed across her face in an instant. Finally, she squeezed out He smiled and said, "I'll open the door for you right now."

I entered the gate of the courtyard with a few boxes of things in my hand. The dean's wife pulled her hair back and said, "I didn't clean up the house very much. I'm laughing at you."

The dean's wife is still very young. She used to be a student of the dean. The dean's first wife died early. She is not a junior, but there are always rumors. Gradually, she doesn't appear in the academic circle very much.

I spoke polite words to her for a while, and while she was pouring tea, I stuffed the envelope behind the back of her sofa chair.

After drinking tea, I got up to say goodbye, and the dean's wife sent it directly to the gate of the courtyard. She seemed very moved, and said, "Old Li has so many relatives and friends, and you are the most loyal. Come over early in the morning to have a look."

I dealt with it a few words, turned around and left, the moment the car got on the expressway, the news from the dean's wife came over, she said "thank you" very solemnly, I knew she had seen the big envelope.

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When he returned home, Zhao Xing was stewing bones. Through the transparent glass, he could see that he was wearing a half-new apron and sandals on his feet. The temperature in the room was too high, so he was very Cozy, like living in summer.

I took off my coat, shook the snow off the clothes, hung them on the hanger, turned my head and shouted: "I'm back."

While cooking, Zhao Xing said: "I told the driver to take you there, but you still want to drive there by yourself. How about it, isn't it cold enough?"

"What's the difference between the driver's driving and my driving? With this temperature outside, it's going to be a little bit cold after getting off the car for a few hundred meters."

"The driver will give you an umbrella anyway, so that you won't be covered in snow and catch a cold if you don't pay attention."

Zhao Xing babbled, looking like a good wife and loving mother. My eyes fell on his flat stomach, and I thought that if boys and girls were mature, we might have a child already. It would be better to look like My point is, with Zhao Xing's personality, it's easy to live a miserable life haha.

This idea flashed across my brain briefly, and my brain began to circularly demonstrate the feasibility of various human experiments. I found that the probability was too small and the damage to the human body was too great, so I gave up this idea with regret.

Zhao Xingbi didn't notice it, he put the last bone soup on the dining table, and called me while serving the meal: "It's time to eat."

After dinner, Zhao Xing and I went back to the bedroom. I wanted to do it, but Zhao Xing was going to make preparations. I followed him to the bathroom and said gently, "I'll help, okay?"

The muscles on Zhao Xing's back tensed up visibly, and he said, "Cui Minglang, I'm not young anymore, so you can toss it lightly."

My palm slid down his back to an indescribable place, and I said: "If you don't feed you, you will be sad."

Zhao Xing gave a wry smile, slumped down, and said, "It's too tight..."

I was very satisfied to see Zhao Xing's bulging belly.

Zhao Xing was forced by me to call me perverted, he scolded me weakly, but I made him energetic.

In the end he lost his mind and said: "Cui Minglang, why don't I find you some lovers, don't bother me, I'm about to die."

I put ice cubes in his indescribable place, and I said, "You can try this, but the result may be that you can't even do it with a dog."

Zhao Xing's body was shaking constantly, and he didn't know whether it was because of the cold, pain or fear.

I kissed his eyelids and continued to do indescribable things with him, I said: "Don't be afraid, don't step on my bottom line, I am still a normal person after all."

I will not leave permanent damage on you, put on strange things, mark my name.

It will also not create strange passages on your body, so that you will never dare to wear too revealing clothes in the future.

It will not control your thinking, destroy your spirit, make you tremble, and you can only rely on me to survive.

Zhao Xingxing, I love you.

And love is restraint, and it wants you to live freely like a normal person.