Crush in marriage

Shi Xun shifted backwards, staggering the sunlight pressing on the eyelids.

He rubbed his eyes vigorously, and asked Bai Chen the old way: "Why are you so stupid? You haven't woken up yet?"

Bo Chen couldn't understand his body, and his vision began to wander.

"Want to ask me why I'm here?" Shi Xun propped up his limp body on his legs, and sat up completely, "You came out of the room after blowing out the candles last night, do you know?"

Bo Chen gritted his teeth secretly.

Shi Xun leaned forward slightly: "Then do you know what happened?"

The person in front of him moved his brows and eyes slightly, his expression slightly dull.

Shi Xun couldn't understand the meaning of that expression, he pulled his collar outward, exposing his fair neck, and showed Bo Shengu the marks left by his deep kiss.

"Now? Do you remember anything?"

Bai Chengu's expression remained unchanged.

"I still can't remember..." Shi Xun's eyes faded, and his tone became dejected, "Forget it."

He moved feebly to the side of the bed, no longer looking at Bo Shenguo, he was wronged like a small animal wet by night rain.

Bo Shengu finally responded: "Wait."

Shi Xun immediately raised his eyes, pulled back the soles of his feet that were about to land in almost a second, and straddled Bai Chengu directly.

He raised the corner of his mouth, and his voice was full of pride: "You called me, not me hanging on."

Everything in front of him came too suddenly, Bo Chen retreated unexpectedly, his back hit the head of the bed with a muffled sound.

Looking at each other, Shi Xun caught a flash of panic in Bai Shengu's eyes.

"If you can't remember, I have a good idea." He lowered his eyes and fell on Bai Shengu's lips, "I can copy what you did to me, and make sure I don't miss anything."

"Time to find."

Bo Chen called out his name restrainedly, hiding a bit of repressed warning.

In the silence, Shi Xun felt the changes in Bo Shengu's body.

Obviously, Bo Shengu also found out.

He pushed Shi Xun outward, but Shi Xun avoided the force and moved a little further.

Through the clothes, the faint touch was like a fluttering fine feather, the trembling extended from the heat source, crossed Bai Chengu's back, and rushed straight to the back of his head.

The more Bo Chengu wanted to suppress the anger under his body, the more obvious the abnormality on his body became. The veins on his arms jumped suddenly, and a fine layer of sweat dripped from the corner of his forehead.

He choked up his voice, his knuckles turned white in the dark: "I was the one who made a mess yesterday, I—"

"Drunk, right?" Shi Xun interrupted him, "Do you still want to say that this is a normal physiological reaction in the morning? Well, I know all of these, do you have any other fresh excuses?"

Bo Chengu's mental power had already been split in two, and when he choked on two sentences, his originally blocked train of thought was completely blocked.

Shi Xun tilted his head and looked at him: "Whether you admit it or not, I think you like me anyway."

"Time to find."

Shi Xun covered Bo Shengu's mouth with his hand: "Don't spoil the scenery, I don't want to hear it."

Bo Chen still pulled his hand away: "You will have a better choice, not—"

Shi Xun leaned forward and kissed Bo Shengu.

After the kiss, Shi Xun let out a soft "hiss".

"I told you to stop talking. My mouth hurts when I kiss you now." He curled his lips helplessly, "I hope my mouth is not swollen. Last time they asked me, I said I accidentally bit it while eating, but I can't bite myself all the time, can I?"

Bo Shen moved his masseter muscle: "I'm sorry."

Shi Xun laughed, and his eyes moved down slightly: "It seems that your working hours are running out, do you want me to help you solve it?"

The eyes are sticky intertwined, and the desire for lust falls down tick-tock.

"Om-"

The phone rang untimely.

Bo Chen took the opportunity to get out of bed, and took a sharp breath.

Shi Xun clenched his back molars hard, wishing he could crush the caller in one bite.

He picked up the phone, his voice hoarse with anger: "Zhuang Rui, you better have something important."

As if feeling that he was in a bad mood, Zhuang Rui's voice was much softer: "Just...the computer you run the program was kicked off by the leader who came to visit the laboratory. Is this important?"

"Fuck—!!"

Shi Xun hangs up the phone and rushes out anxiously.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, he turned back again: "I owe you once this morning, and I will definitely get up early tomorrow!"

Shi Xun changed his clothes, washed his face casually, and rushed back to the laboratory.

In order to deal with the stupid things done by the stupid leader, he didn't eat lunch.

By the time he was free, it was already two or three o'clock in the afternoon.

Zhuang Rui handed him a cup of coffee on the table: "Are you all right?"

Shi Xun loosened his stiff shoulders and nodded: "Next time, even if you say you lost the key, don't let people in. There are many people who are willing to accompany them in formalism, and there is no shortage of us."

Zhuang Rui didn't refute, but just responded.

After a long while, he searched again: "You seem to be looking at a blurred picture recently, do you want me to find someone to fix it for you?"

Shi Xun reacted for a long time before realizing that what Zhuang Rui was talking about was the photo he secretly took with Bai Chengu.

He replied: "I tried it, it doesn't work."

Zhuang Rui said again: "I know a very good photographer, he should be able to do it."

Shi Xun was slightly startled, and the scattered chain of thoughts gathered in an instant.

Yes, why didn't he think of that.

In terms of power, there is no one in Jinsong that can compare to Cheng Cheng, who is well-known in China.

He and Cheng Muze first met when he was six or seven years old. At that time, Cheng Muze came to the orphanage as a student volunteer, so he met him. Many years later, they met again in Jinsong and became acquainted again.

Restoring the photos is second. What is more important is that Cheng Mu got married very early. After many years of marriage, he is still inseparable. He can be called a model of happy marriage.

Instead of figuring out how to train Bo Chengu by himself, he might as well learn from the scriptures.

It's just that Cheng Mu is often on business trips, so he doesn't know if he is in Jinsong at the moment.

He tried to contact the other party, and the call was quickly connected.

Fortunately, Cheng Muze was in Jinsong, and he was sitting in the dessert shop at the west gate of the school right now.

Shi Xun immediately left the laboratory and rushed to the west gate.

They haven't seen each other for a few months, and there is no sense of unfamiliarity between them.

Shi Xun asked him to restore the photos, and Cheng Mu readily agreed.

After casually exchanging a few words about the recent situation, Shi Xun began to consider the starting point of the topic.

Speaking of Bo Shengu's birthday yesterday, he only ate one bite of the cake he prepared, and the few kisses he took advantage of.

Maybe he could ask them what gifts they would give each other, and make up for Bo Shengu.

He smiled and asked Cheng Muze: "What was the last gift your Professor Shen gave you?"

Cheng Mu's eyes dodged, and he pursed his lips nervously: "Why don't I tell you about the last time."

"Huh?" Cheng Muze's dodge aroused Shi Xun's strong curiosity, "Let's hear it."

Cheng Mu glanced at him: "Are you sure you want to know?"

After Shi Xun nodded, Cheng Mu waved to him, and he immediately listened to him.

After listening, Shi Xun didn't understand: "What is the water bed for?"

"Hush, keep your voice down." Cheng Mu glanced around, making sure no one was looking at them, and then said shyly, "That's when I used water to increase the thrust."

"Thrust..." Shi Xun muttered, his blocked thoughts suddenly opened up.

His brain empties and quickly fills up again.

He thought of the hardness of Bo Chen's leg that had touched his leg in the morning, and automatically made up some unsightly beauty in his mind.

The Adam's apple rolled dryly, and when he swallowed a mouthful of saliva that didn't exist, the heat came out of his face and burned.

He turned his head in a strange way: "Then... okay, is it easy to use?"

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Shi Xun: Although I am ashamed, but... a bit greedy.

Cheng Mu is the protagonist of the column "Reverse Trapping".

Melaleuca routine black-bellied professor Gong x emotionally retarded photographer Shou, if you are interested, you can poke my avatar to read~