refuse to be a teacher

That night.

In autumn, the climate in the northern region is dry, and there is also a gentle breeze blowing from time to time.

Although it has tried its best to reveal a different kind of comfort and tenderness, it is still like a knife, straight and sharpened, hitting people's faces with a brain, and the scraping is painful for a while, and I don't know how to restrain it .

When Yan Jue went out, he forgot to put a veil on his face, so he suffered a lot on the way back.Fortunately, the arranged accommodation took this into consideration, and several layers of long curtains were specially separated from the originally thick masonry wall.It's a low-footed house, and it's wrapped like a prickly pear from the inside to the outside. Others don't know it, and they probably think he's doing tricks in the house.

——However, in a sense, there is indeed someone in the room who is doing the trick, but it is not him.

Yan Jue had just stepped on the threshold, before he had a chance to light a candle, when there was a sudden commotion at the table, and a figure appeared on the spot.

There was an unlit lamp around, and under the cover of a large area of ​​dark and blurred vision, both inside and outside were startled.After a long time, Yan Jue was the first to react, picked up the Ya Ling sword and threw it at it, and reprimanded with hatred: "Sitting here at night without lighting, who are you scaring?"

Because Xue Lan was leaning against the table in a daze, she grabbed the scabbard and pulled it back. With a "bang", it just hit her forehead. Yuan Du heard it clearly, and was so stunned that he couldn't speak for a moment, so he hurried over, supported the back of his head and said with concern: "Xue Xiaomao...are you sleepwalking?"

With a swipe of the head, the poke was really not light.Yan Jue didn't intend to hit anyone at first, but Xue Lan was the one who hit him hard because of his random grabbing, but now he refused to admit it, bared his teeth and howled continuously, while blaming others for his cruelty: "Hiss, My master...how much hatred, it is worth you to treat me like this, do you want to kill me to vent your anger?"

Poor Yan Jue was blinded for a moment and couldn't see clearly. He really thought that his actions were not serious.I felt so sorry and couldn't say it out, so I had to light a candle with my backhand. Under the light, I was surprised that the apprentice's forehead was red and swollen, and I couldn't help adding a layer of guilt and distress.

"Don't yell, I won't do this next time." Yan Jue turned around and took a towel, took some water from the teapot, wrung it dry and gently stuck it on Xue Lanyin's forehead.After a while, he seemed to think of something again, pulled out the chair and sat down, and asked him casually, "What are you thinking about sitting alone? The lamp is not on, so who are you saving wax?"

"What am I saving? You told me not to wander around, am I not obedient?" Xue Lan leaned closer, her peach eyes glowed softly under the candlelight, "It's you, a group of old men and old women calling What have you been doing for so long?"

Yan Jue took the teapot and filled himself a cup: "It's nothing... Let the kid surnamed Cong talk nonsense, they all thought I could break the Dragon Seal, and asked me nonsense, it's very annoying."

"Then... can you break it?" Xue Lanyin pretended to be casual.

"What do you think?"

"I don't think so." Xue Lan thought for a while, then took Yan Jue's hand again, eyes locked on his face, and repeated word for word, "...you can't."

Yan Jue said in a daze: "Then just in case..."

"No chance, I can't if I say I can't."

Xue Lan put Yan Jue's well-articulated fingers together in his palm, held them for a while, and then said in a low voice, "Anyway, I won't allow it."

Yan Jue smiled and said: "If you are not sure, then you are not sure, who do you think you are?"

Xue Lan stared at him for a while, and after a while, sighed almost inaudibly, stretched out her hand to brush the hair from his temples, went forward to peck him lightly, and said: "We were in Biyun that day. What did you say outside the city? You lost the bet, and I have to follow you from now on. Today, I came back with a sense of humor, so you won’t secretly slap me in the face again, right?”

His eyes are always bright, as if he can see through all riddles.

Yan bullied himself, but still couldn't help laughing, and teased him again with the daytime trick: "...what should I hit you in the face with, my boy?"

Xue Lan tilted her head slightly, and seemed to be severely hurt for a while.When he turned around again, he directly came up to gag him.

The dog apprentice never discusses when he wants to gnaw on someone, and he just kisses if he wants to kiss——Yan Jue is not used to this, a person who is usually restrained, kisses will only shrink back reflexively, and occasionally he is in a good mood , may open a mouth, but now obviously not.Even if he pretended to have something in his heart, his response would become dull and slow. Xue Lanyin naturally felt it, but he didn't say anything, but only increased the strength on his lips, and the entanglement between his lips and teeth was even more persuasive. mean.

In this way, Yan Jue consciously couldn't bear it, and subconsciously wanted to push the person away, but when Fang raised his arm, it happened to rest on Xue Lanyin's chest. To take advantage of the trend to hook, Xue Lan reacted ahead of time, let go of him, rolled up his skirt with his backhand and rolled him to the side of the table, as if he was unwilling to let go.

Little did he know that the more he behaved like this, the more suspicious he was in his heart. Without saying a word, he clapped his palms to greet him, and slapped the table heavily. Because of the sudden panic on his face, he leaned back into the chair with both hands and feet, and folded his arms to protect the little treasure in the skirt. His face was green and white, just like an old hen guarding its cubs. The eyes are sharp and serious.

Yan Jue couldn't bear it anymore and said: "What is it, show it to me!"

Xue Lan bit her lip because she was afraid that he would misunderstand again, so she was beaten to death and refused to confess.

"Take it out, hurry up!"

Xue Lan still didn't speak, her face was ashamed, and she looked like a guilty conscience.

Finally, Yan Jue couldn't bear it any longer, and stretched out his arms and pulled his arm out quickly and ruthlessly, as if he was about to snatch the thing away, Xue Lan turned sideways again, and threw himself on the bed next to him, three times He kicked the quilt away twice, and he burrowed in when he was dead, but before he could get halfway in, his right foot had already been pinned down by Yan Jue, and after a while, the strength of half a person was heavily suppressed, and Xue Lan was besieged in an instant. In the narrow and crowded corner of the bed, there was no room for struggle.

"...Master, Master!"

"What shady things are you hiding that you have to hide from me like this?"

Yan Jue bent one leg, and sat unreservedly on Xue Lanyin's waist, with the other knee resting beside his hand as if nothing had happened, bent down in a condescending posture, and raised his finger forward Hook, and easily fished out that "good thing".

And Xue Lan was pressed under him with a red face, her eyes suddenly widened, as if she was in a panic.

Yan Jue was unaware of the strangeness, and then lowered his eyes with his usual expression, focusing on looking at the spoils he just snatched in his hand - an exquisite and lovely porcelain box.

The lines flowing slowly on the lid of the box are clean and gentle, and there is a faint scent of fragrance, without opening it, it can be seen that the original owner has put a lot of thought into the preparation.

Yan Jue glanced sideways at Xue Lanyin, then at the porcelain box, and suddenly understood, his face also turned half cold, as if a piece of ice had been embedded in the blade for no reason: "...Who girl gave it to you?" ?”

Xue Lanyin didn't reply to him.

At this moment, he was lying on his back in the corner of the bed absent-mindedly, the corners of his ears and eyes were all blushed, and his eyes were not as submissive as they were at the beginning.

——His master has never been extra vigilant towards him.At most, when they usually kiss, they will dodge twice with thin skin. In fact, the intentional or unintentional physical contact between them has already planted a hidden danger in Xue Lanyin's heart that cannot be eradicated.

It is impossible to be born as a human being without any desire/desire.Because Xue Lan is a young man with healthy limbs, besides the fact that his mind is often a little distorted, when facing the person he likes, he also wants to touch, hug, kiss, and...

want him.Simply and decisively, he wanted him and let him belong to him completely. Even if he turned into a pile of ashes and drifted to the ends of the world, it could only be because of him, Xue Lan.

It can only be because of him, Xue Lan.

"Master."

Without warning, he got up and kissed Yan Jue again.

He is so abrupt and straightforward every time, it is really hard to get used to.Yan Jue was still holding the porcelain box in his hand, and wanted to ask him something, his lips were pried open, and the moist lips and tongue swept across the hard/hard teeth, all the way to the depths, licking and sucking up and down, silently swearing the last sovereignty.

"Hey, Xue Xiaomao, I'm still asking you something..."

Yan Jue's voice was intermittent, and before he could utter it, he was entangled again.

Xue Lanyin kissed him, from the corner of her lips to the tip of her nose, from the tip of her nose to the tip of her eyebrows, and finally landed gently on her forehead, as soft as a feather.He said: "...Don't pressure me, don't pressure me and tell you."

Yan Jue didn't intend to make him happy: "This is something someone gave you, so what does it matter to me?"

Xue Lan smiled, and covered his cheek with a soft palm, passing through thousands of strands of smooth and white hair, stroking back and forth as gently as possible: "Then what if it's not?"

Yan Jue clasped his rebellious five fingers, although his voice was still cold, his expression softened a little: "No? Why are you holding it so tightly? Are you afraid that I will see it?"

"Come on, Master, shall we have a discussion as usual?"

Yan Jue raised his eyebrows and said, "...What do you want to discuss?"

Xue Lan said brightly, "If I say that this porcelain box has nothing to do with me, do you believe it or not?"

Yan Jue said decisively: "Of course I don't believe it."

"Okay, very good. You don't believe me." Xue Lan said with crooked eyebrows, "Well, today, we will punish the person who has the most relationship with the porcelain box, and let the other party be at his mercy for a night, and we are not allowed to deny it. Struggling—what do you think?"