after being falsely accused

Holding the key given by Zhao Xiuxuan, after the secretary knocked on the door and came in, Wen Huan immediately left with a blushing face.update the fastest

It's just that after going out, I remembered that I had just promised Zhao Xiuxuan to stay and sleep with him...

Instead of going back by car, he entered Zhao Xiuxuan's hotel room. After sitting for a while, Wen Huan got up hesitantly, took a bathrobe, and walked into the bathroom.

It's been a while since I came out.

Wen Huan, whose legs and feet were a little weak, walked slowly to the bed and lay down.

Zhao Xiuxuan's breath was still on the bed, Wen Huan hugged the quilt, feeling surrounded by Zhao Xiuxuan's breath, just now in the bathroom... body, subconsciously, slightly rubbing.

When he realized what he was doing, Wen Huan was stunned, his cheeks flushed and he hid under the quilt, covering himself completely with the quilt.

I didn't bring ointment today, if Zhao Xiuxuan did that...

Wen Huan blushed, afraid that he would not be able to bear it, just now in the bathroom, he...

Bastard... It's all Zhao Xiuxuan's sudden...

"Zhao Xiuxuan is a bad guy... Bad guy Zhao Xiuxuan...be gentler later..."

Wen Huan murmured, but her body was a little tired and drowsy due to the long drive today, so she lay on Zhao Xiuxuan's bed and fell asleep comfortably and quickly.

"En..." Being kissed in sleep, knowing that it was a familiar person, Wen Huan opened her lips obediently, letting the villain's tongue stick in.

Missing for more than two months, Wen Huan tried his best to welcome him even in his sleep.

It was too real, Wen Huan opened his eyes in a daze, and when he saw that it was really Zhao Xiuxuan, his eyes turned red. It wasn't until he was kissed for a while that he remembered that it was he who came to find Zhao Xiuxuan in the afternoon. In the hotel room where Zhao Xiuxuan lived.

Being kissed so weakly all over, Wen Huan was in a daze, letting Zhao Xiuxuan kiss him.

Seeing that Zhao Xiuxuan was only wearing a bath towel, Wen Huan blushed, not daring to look at Zhao Xiuxuan, who just kissed him and became very obvious, heavy, scary thing that couldn't be covered by the bath towel.

The bathrobe she was wearing was untied, exposing her white body to the man's fiery black eyes.

The exposed white body trembled slightly, luring the man on it.

......

In the middle of the night, Wen Huan lay in Zhao Xiuxuan's arms with red eyes.

Without the ointment, he can only take it once.

It's a little bit hard every time...

There is still some pain between the legs, after he couldn't bear it...

Why did Zhao Xiuxuan grow so big...

Annoyed, Wen Huan used his limp hand to lift it vigorously, and hammered Zhao Xiuxuan who was hugging him.

But the hand was caught immediately.

Zhao Xiuxuan was punched by his sweetheart, and he immediately grabbed it, grabbed his sweetheart's hand and kissed him before asking, "Huanhuan, does it still hurt there?"

Wen Huan's face flushed instantly when he heard the bad guy Zhao's words, and he was so ashamed and annoyed that he duplicity: "It doesn't hurt... your place is not big at all..." He didn't want to admit that Zhao Xiuxuan's place was too big, made him unbearable...

When Zhao Xiuxuan was told by his sweetheart that his little brother was not big, not only did he not refute, but he also stroked his sweetheart's back and echoed: "Yes, Huanhuan is right, it's not big at all." Knowing that his little brother is different from ordinary people However, Zhao Xiuxuan still humbled himself according to his sweetheart's words.

"Liar... scoundrel...how can..." Wen Huan kept silent in embarrassment, not wanting to make the man feel complacent.

Zhao Xiuxuan's place...how could it be small...

Wen Huan blushed and hid in Zhao Xiuxuan's arms. He had read so many books, how could he not know the size of normal men...

Where does Zhao Xiuxuan look like a normal person...

In prison, he thought it wouldn't be too scary at first...

"It's obviously very big... a bad guy... a bad guy... Zhao Xiuxuan is a bad guy..."

With his back being caressed, Wen Huan quickly fell asleep while muttering softly, leaning against his favorite embrace.

The next day, Wen Huan woke up in a daze.

Without being hugged again, Wen Huan opened his eyes and found that Zhao Xiuxuan had left to go to work.

Her body was still aching, Wen Huan struggled to get up, took the phone and looked at it, it was already noon.

There was a note left by Zhao Xiuxuan beside him, Wen Huan picked it up and read it, then put the note in his pocket and struggled to get up.

After entering the bathroom and washing up, Wen Huan got dressed and came out.

Walking to the table and sitting down, Wen Huan opened the insulated box, inside was the porridge that Zhao Xiuxuan called for him.

Wen Huan brought it out and ate it in small bites.

Already used to eating the medicinal porridge made by himself, Wen Huan's mouth was already picky, but he still finished the porridge.

After eating, Wen Huan sent a message to Zhao Xiuxuan, then packed the insulated box, took the insulated box, and left the hotel by car.

There is still some time for Zhao Xiuxuan's project, he can't stay here forever...

Just come again in a few days...

After more than three hours of driving, Wen Huan returned home.

Before going to the hotel yesterday, he sent a message to his family, so after returning, Wen Huan greeted his family, watched TV in the living room, and went back to the room.

"Mom, uncle was bitten by bugs again." After waiting for uncle to finally return to the room, Lan Lan ran to her mother mysteriously and said quietly.

Wen Ying rolled her eyes at her daughter directly, "What nonsense, uncle was not bitten by bugs." My brother went out for a day and a night, and the kiss mark on his neck couldn't be covered after he came back. How could she not guess where his brother was? What's the matter, I must have gone to find Mr. Zhao, hey, my brother is too big to stay.

Wen Huan returned to the room, and after taking a shower, he lay down on the bed and took out his phone to check.

In the class group of Xuanhuan Academy, there were a lot of discussions and chats at this time, most of them were talking about the test questions of the two-day exam. Seeing this, Wen Huan sent a message in the group, asking the students to wait until the end of the exam on the last day tomorrow. Discuss these again.

Soon, the class group quickly quieted down. Listening to Teacher Wen's words, they all waited until the exam was over tomorrow before discussing with their classmates.

Before going to bed at night, Wen Huan entered Zhao Xiuxuan's room again, lay down on Zhao Xiuxuan's bed and fell asleep, and did not return to his room until the next morning.

After the third day, the three-day exam finally came to an end. The students in the class group became active immediately after the exam. They checked the answers with their classmates, and most of the answers matched each other.

Wen Huan looked at the test questions in the exams that the students in the group kept posting, and only went through them in his mind, and the answer was already drawn.

It seems that the students are doing well.

Wen Huan laughed a little when he thought of the betting code Zhao Xiuxuan had bought.

The class group is very active, and they are all asking the teacher if they want to hold a party.

Wen Huan mentioned the time and arranged the party for two days later. After the students gathered with their classmates from their respective schools, Xuanhuan College held another party.

The students had no objections. It happened that after the exam was over, it was time for them to gather in the college entrance examination classes of their respective schools. The time arranged by Teacher Wen was just right.

During these two days, Wen Huan wrote [-] silent letters to [-] students in the class, bought a lot of party items, and asked someone to decorate the Xuanhuan Academy.

At the class reunion two days later, the students received the letter of silence from the teacher. They were a little surprised by the teacher's understanding of each of them and suggestions for their future studies.

This is a very important direction for them.

"Teacher, did the teacher write a letter of silence for the senior sisters and seniors of the first and second years?" The class monitor read the letter of silence given to her by the teacher, put it away very carefully, and then curiously went to ask Teacher Wen .

"Yes, except for the students who failed to give formal lectures in the third class, each of your senior sisters and seniors in the first and second classes has a letter of silence." This is also his regret. Pity.

As soon as the students in the class heard what the teacher said, they immediately guessed the reason why the senior sisters and seniors of the third class did not get the teacher's letter of silence.

That year, the teacher was falsely accused and imprisoned.

The students in the class were not only sorry for the senior sisters and seniors of that class, but also very grateful that they could just wait until the year when Teacher Wen was released from prison.

Although I don't know if they can enter the first rank, but the worst is at least the second rank. They still have confidence in their grades.

During the party, the students came to the stage to speak one by one, and many of them were crying, not giving up on Teacher Wen and Xuanhuan College, expressing their hard work and memories over the past six months.

Wen Huan was sitting under the stage at this moment, watching silently. He had already gone through this kind of parting three times. He didn't expect much from the students. As long as they were admitted to a good university, they could work hard and do what they liked. enough.

At the end of the party, before the farewell, the students in the class finally cried into a ball, Wen Huan's eyes were also red, but they were covered by auxiliary glasses, so the tears did not fall.

There is no need to go to class anymore, there are still a few months before the next enrollment, and the students' grades will not come out until half a month later, Wen Huan sat in the room, flipping through the books.

Writing and drawing by hand is a summary of teaching in the past half a year.

By the time it was finished, it was already late at night.

After washing, Wen Huan turned on the phone.

The daily routine information is there, and today is another confession...

After reading it, Wen Huan replied "En", and then saved the confession information in a private file.

Unable to fall asleep in her own bed, Wen Huan went out and entered the next door.

On the big bed in the master bedroom, Wen Huan lay down for a while, then got up again.

Walking to the closet, opening the closet, seeing the "囍" bed sheet placed in a conspicuous place, he hesitated, and took out the bed sheet.

During the Spring Festival a few months ago, the big bed was covered with this sheet that looked like a newly married couple.

The memory is too shameful, after Zhao Xiuxuan left, he put away the sheets and put them in the closet.

Today I just take it out and lie down...

After the bed sheet was laid, Wen Huan took off his trousers, revealing his thin white legs, with only a pair of white shorts underneath...

Wen Huan clutched his shirt to cover it, being careful not to let the white shorts show

Hesitantly, he took out his mobile phone, put it vertically beside the bed, pressed the timer, and Wen Huan lay down on the bed again.

After moving around on the bed for a while, Wen Huan got up, took the phone, and looked through the photos he just took.

After looking through all of them, Wen Huan blushed, picked one of them, the white shorts slipped a little, and sent it to the villain who made him sleep alone...