little beast

Sheng Shuangxu's emotional experience is like a blank sheet of paper, and his wife is the only trace on that blank sheet of paper. When he was a student, he devoted himself to studying and taking care of his younger sister. Like most ordinary people, he met in college. His ex-wife got married and had children. Before the scandal broke out, Sheng Shuangxu's life was pretty smooth.

His desire is not strong, and the intimacy with his wife is often only to the point, so that even the word "kiss" is extremely strange to his ears. In Sheng Shuangxu's cognition, he and his wife can only be superficial. Light lips stick to cheeks, and if you go one step further, it's just lips to lips.

His wife was devoted to her career, and she was also not very enthusiastic about the affairs of men and women. They didn't think there was anything wrong with husband and wife getting along like this.

No matter how weak Sheng Shuangxu's desire was, he still knew the meaning of the kiss. He blushed, raised his head to meet Shen Chengan's undisguised, naked gaze, and said, "Shen Chengan, this is not good."

Even though he has been expelled from the school, he still has his self-esteem as a teacher and an elder in his heart.

The tragic situation had already polished away all the edges and corners of Sheng Shuangxu. He didn't like it, and he couldn't scold Shen Chengan for being a pervert like before. He knew that he was in Shen Chengan's hands now, and he didn't have any right to choose.

Sheng Shuangxu said: "We are all men, besides, I am six years older than you..."

But Shen Chengan whispered in his ear: "Then how much older are you than Lingya? Are you 12 years old...or 13 years old?"

He finally forced his teacher to cry. Sheng Shuangxu almost knelt down on the ground, but was lifted up by Shen Chengan's arms. Tears flowed out like beads, blurring Sheng Shuangxu's glasses.

Sheng Shuangxu cried and begged him: "Please, Shen Chengan, don't mention her name...I didn't do this thing, really I didn't do it..."

Shen Chengan's heart was like a rock, and he looked at the crying Sheng Shuangxu almost indifferently.

Shen Chengan said: "Sheng Shuangxu, you listen to me, and I will listen to you."

Sheng Shuangxu shivered in Shen Chengan's arms, his fingers lightly landed on Shen Chengan's strong arms, he made up his mind, and tiptoed to kiss Shen Chengan's cheek lightly.

The 31-year-old man can't kiss, he can only gently press his lips against the side of the man's face.

Sheng Shuangxu's lips were still moist with tears, and Shen Chengan's cheeks felt wet and soft, and an unreasonable annoyance swept over him.

Shen Chengan couldn't stop his body from trembling, and his stomach was also trembling. When he thought that it was Sheng Shuangxu who was kissing him, the pain was like an electric current passing through the corners of Sheng Shuangxu's lips and piercing into Shen Chengan's spine.

The initiative should be in his hands, and Sheng Shuangxu is only fit to be his plaything.

He only froze for a moment, then suppressed his nausea, and yanked off the iron chain tied around Sheng Shuangxu's neck, forcing him to stare into his eyes.

Sheng Shuangxu's eye circles were red from crying, and he dodged Shen Chengan's eyes like a rabbit. There was not much flesh on his face, but a small piece of flesh was pinched by Shen Chengan, and tears flowed along his bulging cheeks into Shen Chengan's palm .

"Today I am a teacher, and you are a student," Shen Chengan panted lightly, with an eagerness in his tone that even he couldn't handle with ease, and said, "I'll teach you how to kiss."

Shen Chengan squeezed Sheng Shuangxu's chin, reached out his other hand to cover his head, and kissed him lightly.

Shen Chengan's kiss started with a restrained light peck, green and gentle, and then it gradually deepened like a storm, Sheng Shuangxu's chin was pinched so painfully by him——Shen Chengan's tongue was hot and rough, and his lips and teeth blended without leaving a trace There was a gap, Sheng Shuangxu was almost suffocated in this fierce kiss, and his fingers pinched Shen Chengan's clothes weakly.

Sheng Shuangxu had never experienced such a kiss before, he almost suffocated under Shen Chengan's swift and violent attack, he could only clumsily follow Shen Chengan ups and downs.

It wasn't until Sheng Shuangxu leaned softly on Shen Chengan's shoulder that Shen Chengan finally let him go.

Sheng Shuangxu's eyes were dimmed as Shen Chengan wished, he had just cried, his eyes were moist, he huddled into a ball and panted softly.

Shen Chengan's nausea was soothed by this fierce kiss, he didn't want to vomit so much, and his mood improved slightly, and he was still in the mood to joke with Sheng Shuangxu's teacher and students: "Have you learned it yet?"

"Mr. Sheng, shouldn't you think this is abnormal? Who is this appearance for?"

Sheng Shuangxu was still in the daze after the passionate kiss, her soft hair stuck to Shen Chengan's neck, and her warm body temperature intertwined.

Sheng Shuangxu covered his face again, his arms hung on the iron chain, and even the chain trembled along with his body.

Sheng Shuangxu subconsciously said: "No, no, no... This is not good, Shen Chengan, we shouldn't do this."

He had just finished speaking when he suddenly remembered Shen Chengan's threat. He was afraid of offending him, so he wanted to raise that thorn in his heart again.

"I've never been so...kissing."

Sheng Shuangxu tried to make up for his inappropriate words, and when he said the next word that made him blush and heartbeat, his voice became smaller and smaller.

"...I-I don't know."

Shen Chengan didn't make things difficult for him anymore, he laughed mockingly, and clasped Sheng Shuangxu's shoulders tightly with his five fingers.

"You are such a stupid student."

"It's okay, I'll teach you a little bit."

When Shen Chengan was in high school, their relationship was not like this.

Sheng Shuangxu used to teach Chinese in high school and was Shen Chengan's class teacher.

Shen Chengan is the most transparent student in Sheng Shuangxu's class. He is neither smart nor ostentatious, and his grades are just right in the middle. He has no friends and rarely talks.

He is too obedient and well-behaved, and his grades are not good enough. It is difficult for such a child even the teacher to notice.

Except for that amazing face - but a pretty face isn't enough to get too much attention from the teacher.

Sheng Shuangxu's impression of Shen Chengan was only taciturn, wearing a yellowish white shirt, and his parents' phone calls that never got through.

When Sheng Shuangxu noticed Shen Chengan for the first time, Shen Chengan was being bullied by gangsters.

Shen Chengan was very thin, and even a little malnourished. Compared with high school students of the same age, he looked like a child in junior high school.

All around are unbearable curses, calling him a bastard, despising his unusual eyes and hair color.

Shen Chengan was grabbed by the hair by the gangsters on the side of the road, and he was pressed into his hands and hit the wall, his flesh and blood were badly smashed, and the collar of his school uniform was completely stained with blood.

Even so, Shen Chengan was stunned and didn't make a sound.

Sheng Shuangxu was just walking on his way home from get off work. He was pushing his bicycle when he happened to hear the sound in the depths of the alley.

He recognized that this was a student in his class. He had just been teaching at that time, and out of his enthusiasm for the students, he couldn't just ignore such scenes. Sheng Shuangxu parked the car and rushed straight to the car. past.

Sheng Shuangxu yelled: "Don't hit me! If you hit me again, I will call the police!"

This area is notoriously mixed in the entire B city, and the residents are basically migrants with no serious jobs. It is also difficult for the children born of these people to study hard. Many of them dropped out of school early because they were underage. The little hooligans who fought and were caught several times didn't work.

Sheng Shuangxu lived in an ordinary community next door, and Shen Chengan lived with his father in this kind of place.

Those gangsters didn't pay much attention to Sheng Shuangxu at first, and said impatiently, "Who are you? If you have nothing to do, just go away."

It was the first time for Sheng Shuangxu to deal with such a scene. He swallowed nervously and said, "I am his teacher. If you let him go, if you don't let him go, I will really call the police."

These little gangsters were not afraid of him, but they didn't want to offend the police either, so the leader punched Shen Chengan in the cheek and threatened: "You wait for me, you're lucky today."

This was the end of the matter for the time being, and he left with his subordinates in a swaggering manner.

At that time Shen Chengan was thin and weak, his emerald eyes were emotionless, he didn't say anything, just quietly stared at Sheng Shuangxu.

For a moment Sheng Shuangxu didn't know how to talk to this child who was always neglected, so he stretched out his hand to Shen Chengan somewhat cautiously.

"Shen Chengan, don't be afraid, the teacher will protect you."