[Comprehensive] Teacher Songyang is always committing suicide

Thanks to Songyang, Yinshi is actually the kind of person who lives leisurely in the present and doesn't think about things too far away.

"So Ah Yin really hasn't seriously imagined what it would be like to be with you."

It was a dark evening in winter.Oboro and Xinnv ran back to the private school to grab a meal, and just as Songyang was about to roll up his sleeves to cook, Yinshi drove him out of the kitchen.

"Who dares to ask Ah Yin's wife to cook?"

Yinshi said so, put on Songyang's little apron, and went to cook by himself.Songyang moved the small bench and sat at the door of the kitchen waiting for food. If he didn't sit here to block it, Yinshi's head might be covered with kunai after a while.

"Then how does it feel after being together?" Songyang propped his chin and interviewed him with a smile, "Do you feel that there is a gap? After all, the real me...is a little bit bad."

"Wow, I said that I'm just a little bad, too narcissistic. I don't know how to make clothes or mend clothes. When I saw Ah Yin, I just lay down on the ground. I don't need to do any work anyway." Do it——forget it, Ah Yin is used to it for you; but Ah Yin has to eat vinegar every time he takes on a job, hey, Ah Yin wants to earn money to support his family, okay—"

Songyang hurriedly protested: "It's absolutely nothing."

"Miss Yuye is an idol, an idol, no matter how much Ah Yin worships it, nothing will happen."

"I know. So there is absolutely no jealousy."

"Oh, it just so happens that she asks Ayin to meet tomorrow, so Ayin will go?"

"—Don't go."

Yinshi glanced at him sideways, with a smile on his lips, and without saying anything, he continued to turn over the vegetables in the pot with a small spatula.

Two days ago, Ms. Yuye came to Wanshiwu to introduce a TV station business, and Songyang happened to teach Xinba to do the bookkeeping in Wanshiwu.We had a good conversation at first, but before leaving, Ms. Yuye smiled and praised Yinshi: "Ayin looks so reliable recently. Too bad, what should I do if I feel tempted."

Being confessed in person by an idol like this, the old deer in my heart will inevitably bump into it—but only to the extent of bumping.Yinshi smiled and asked for an autographed photo, and when he turned around, he saw the long-haired teacher sitting at the table looking at him, his eyes were still crooked, and the corners of his mouth were crooked.

His heart skipped a beat.

They haven't been together for a long time. Because Matsuyo is too introverted, not many people in Kabukicho know their relationship. They only feel that the teacher and student have become a little closer.However, there are too many girls around Yinshi who have a crush on him. Yesterday a little ape fell from the roof, today Miss Yuye teased him, and tomorrow Yueyong found an excuse to come to Wanshiwu.

When it was a teacher-student relationship before, Songyang certainly didn't care about it, and thought that his family's Xiaoyin was very popular; but once there was affection, it was completely different.

Songyang pursed his lips unhappily.He watched Shinpachi sort out the ledger, and went back to the private school without saying a word.Yinshi didn't say anything, and Diao Erlang followed behind. Once he entered the private school, he closed the door of the private school, turned around and pressed him against the door panel.

"what."

"Why are you unhappy?"

Yin Shi pressed his forehead and said in a low voice, pressing his hand to prevent him from moving.Because of the cold weather, both of them were dressed thickly, and from a distance they looked like two fur balls stuck together.

Songyang still had the serious expression with the corners of his mouth slightly pursed, his light green pupils stared at a branch behind Yinshi, and said softly, "I'm not unhappy."

"deny?"

The hot kiss was posted.This guy Yinshi never left his mouth for sweets all day long, so that when he was kissed, his mouth was also sweet, and when he was kissed, it was like eating candy.

As a result, the two of them gnawed and gnawed, and Yinshi got excited again. He picked up the slightly sullen fur ball, rolled it into the inner room and had another shot.Song Yang was flabbergasted by this little hooligan, and for a while he forgot why he was unhappy, only knew that his neck was wheezing and wheezing when he hooked Yin.

Later, I heard from Shinpachi and the others that Gintoki quietly ran to push back the job introduced by the idol.

"Speaking of which, Yinshi is really popular." Songyang sat on the small bench at the door of the kitchen, resting his chin and looking at the bubbling soup in the pot, "I heard from Miss Catherine that Yinshi was still open before." It looks like a six-person harem..."

...Catherine—!You are too wicked, Catherine——!

"Listen to her nonsense, Ah Yin was treated so badly that time, okay! He was tortured to pieces by those women! He was stuffed with dark food from his mouth to his door!"

Yinshi finished complaining indignantly, and just wanted to feed Songyang a mouthful of cooked food, when he turned around, he saw the fierce eyes of Oboro and Xinnv behind Songyang.This guy Songyang is ashamed to say to him, if you don't look at the Shura field next to him, it is at the level of hell on earth, okay, you have to be willing to risk your life to marry Songyang, okay?

Gintoki took out the pot, bit the bullet and sat down under the murderous eyes of Oboro and Nobuhime.In front of other students, Songyang is the gentle and stable elder, with light green eyes and smiling smiles, shining a warm spring light on the students.Yinshi saw that the two Nai Luo on the opposite side became softer and softer in his smile, and they were about to degenerate into fledglings.

However, Chidori Oboroya is still a tough big brother.

"Did the teacher decide to be with Yinshi?"

Songyang was slightly surprised, and raised his eyes with a smile.He originally thought that the little letter girl would be the one who loves to gossip, but he didn't expect that it would be the most silent one who asked questions first—and from the tone of her voice, it seemed that she didn't quite... agree?

"Very good." Before Songyang could respond, Oboro quickly took it, reached out to pull Yinshi's collar, "Yinshi, come here."

... Come on, come on!Brother, the poisonous needles in your sleeves are all exposed, hey! !Are you serious about bringing a chainsaw to dinner? !Are you going to mutilate your body?Are you going to shred your second junior brother into the toilet pit in the harmonious Matsushita village school? !

"Wait." The letter girl raised her hand blankly to stop her, and she was speaking to Songyang, but her eyes were staring at Yu, "The teacher looks very happy, so I don't worry, at least it must be better than being beaten by someone." It's much better to cheat away with a purple-haired ghost."

She held on to Yinshi's arm, and the two of them kept fighting secretly in the air until Songyang took a chopstick and tapped the back of their hands lightly. "That's right, we're together." Songyang rearranged the bowls knocked over by the two of them, and blushed a little when he was honest with each other, "Hmm...would it be strange?"

Xinnu: "No. As long as the teacher likes it."

After all, he was the one who destroyed 47 articles first, so he was a bit guilty. Yinshi had been sitting by the side like a little wife, and now he finally understood: 早·居·ran·yes·stand dark♂Aishanna On the side—what's the matter with you two? Hey, a dark boy group has formed a group soul?Ah Yin, a good little junior sister, doesn't love you for nothing!

This Songmen meal was heart-warming - just Songyang's personal feeling.When Xingjian was trying to assassinate Yin, after all, he was the eldest disciple of Naraku from the twelfth to the thirteenth generation. His intention to do it was hard for Songyang to detect. The curly hair must be filled with steel needles.

After finally sending them away, Yinshi and Songyang were cleaning up the dishes in the private school, and Songyang entered the kitchen with his front feet, piled the dishes into the sink with a clatter, and hit Yinshi backwards like a boneless .

"It's coming again, it's coming again, and I'm going to play tricks again."

Gintoki was already used to it anyway, muttering to hug this sticky and coquettish guy tightly.This is probably the contrast that only he can see. The long-haired teacher who is gentle, reserved and generous in front of others is a childish ghost who cannot do without people at home.

"No, I suddenly remembered something just now. Silver time, so how does it feel to be with me?"

"Wow, don't—it's a shame to be an old couple, don't come here—"

"We've only been together for a while now."

Hearing no answer, Songyang looked a little sad.

Just like Songyang can't see Yinshi being wronged, Yinshi absolutely can't stand any lonely expression on Songyang's face.The silver-haired man secretly gritted his teeth, tried hard to restrain the tired attribute engraved deep in his bones, and retracted his arms around the man, stammering: "Big... probably wake up every day..."

"Wake up every day?"

"...No, no, Ah Yin really can't handle this! Please forgive me..."

Fortunately, Song Yang, who knew him well, didn't ask any questions after hearing what he said, but turned around and hugged him back with a doting smile.

Then came the tender, understanding kiss.

——When I wake up and see you every day, it’s like stepping into a new dream from a sweet dream.

Katsura Kotaro, ready to move.

... No, although he always said that he wants to ntr his old classmates and so on, the Prime Minister (self-proclaimed) is actually super conscientious, okay?He judged that Yinshi was indeed a good man who could entrust the teacher to him with peace of mind, and the relationship between the two people was indeed the longest and deepest. He (in the beginning) was really just talking for fun!

In order not to have an outbreak of his special sexual fetish, he tried his best not to go back to the private school to play after the two confirmed their relationship.But if he doesn't go back, it doesn't mean that Songyang won't come to him. He is worried that he is too tired from work and sick, so Songyang brings two milk cats to the door.

"I met on the road, grabbed my kimono and followed me all the way. After much deliberation, it is best to leave it to Kotaro."

The long-haired teacher's smile is as gentle and reassuring as ever.So far it's business as usual.

"Ah, speaking of it, the young general wants to know if the teacher has any plans to expand the private school recently. He seems to hope that the juniors at home will also come to listen to the teacher's class."

"Hmm... Of course the Matsushita private school is open to anyone, but if it is expanded, you may have to discuss it with Gintoki." Songyang pressed his lips to think, and then bent his eyes as if it was amused, "He never wanted me to be alone. Teaching too many kids and saying that's too much work."

... The moment the other party mentioned the name "Yinshi", something like a wife's radar detector reactor in Gui's brain was forced to beep and turn on.

What is this? Hey, this kind of beauty can only be possessed by being cared for. 】breath? !It's delicious, isn't it delicious from all angles? !

This level of change, even if it is not Gui who has a radar, even Shinyakagura and the others have noticed it. "Is the beauty teacher becoming more and more gentle, Aru? Although she was super gentle before, she has become super gentle now, Aru."

Songyang used to treat people with a gentle and tolerant face, but in his bones he was still the solitary person, close but distant; now for some reason, even his bones have softened, like a bystander who has been wandering outside the world , was caught off guard and pulled into the bustling world.

Gui was shaking expressionlessly all the time, Songyang gave him a strange look, and leaned forward to fill his teacup.As if Gui had just realized it now, he hurriedly reached out to pick up the teapot, and inadvertently touched the back of Songyang's hand.

Songyang watched silently as the long-haired student blew up to the ceiling.

... bump, hit!This is, this is the body of a wife!This kind of electric shock-like pleasure and guilt!Stop it, Katsura Kotaro, if you are still a person, stop it ah ah ah ah ah! !