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The summer sun shines on the ground like an oven.

Xu Hang got up a little bit late, and was already sweating from the heat. Before he could go out, he heard from Chan Yi that Xiao Yan's subordinate, Liao Qin, wanted to see him.

"At this juncture, if you come to me, is something wrong with Mr. Shen?"

Liao Qin was a little dumbfounded: "Ghost Lord wants to send Mr. Shen back."

Xu Hang frowned upon hearing this: "Send it back? What is he thinking?"

Liao Qin was staying in Hezhou City recently, and knew a little bit about Xu Hang's cleverness, so he didn't hide it from him: "Actually... well, Mr. Ghost and Mr. Shen are having some trouble."

This actually happened yesterday.

After that startling kiss, Xiao Yan hid from Shen Jingmo for a few days, and Shen Jingmo stayed alone, his heart went up and down, and he didn't even go to the Charity House these days.

Liao Qin was sandwiched between the two of them, looking anxious, but he didn't know how to turn things around.

Until a small hall master sent a few boxes of high-quality fruits to please Xiao Yan, Liao Qin blew wind in Xiao Yan's ear.

"Mr. Shen was still talking about wanting to eat oranges a few days ago."

Xiao Yan gave him a blank look: "You're the only one who talks too much." Then he left with the fruit.

Shen Jingmo, who was staying in Changlong Hotel, had nothing else to do, he played the harmonica and was in a daze, thinking about that guy all day long.

After getting along for a few days, Shen Jingmo was not as afraid as he was at first, he actually knew that this person was good to him, although he didn't understand where this inexplicable kindness came from.

He is 32 years old this year, old, not good-looking, and his body is even more unsightly, and he has no capital to hold a pose. No matter what, he dare not imagine that the high-ranking ghost master has his eyes on him.

If not, then why kiss him?

Headache.

The door lock clicked, and Xiao Yan walked in. Shen Jingmo thought it was Liao Qin, so he said, "I don't really want to go to the Charity House today, there is no need to prepare a car, you just do your work."

"Why don't you want to go?"

Hearing Xiao Yan's voice, Shen Jing's back stiffened and his neck stiffened.

Why did this person come so suddenly?Let him not prepare at all.

Xiao Yan walked up to Shen Jingmo, put down the fruit basket, and asked again: "Are you unhappy?" Then he added: "Is it because I kissed you that made you unhappy? Or did I not come to you to make you unhappy?" unhappy?"

Shen Jingmo blushed: "No...don't, don't say it..."

Xiao Yan's unabashed words made him think of that kiss again, as if the hot and humid touch was still on his lips, the atmosphere suddenly became cramped, he coughed twice and began to try to change the subject: "Did you bring any fruit?" ...it smells good."

Xiao Yan picked up an orange and put it in Shen Jingmo's hand. Shen Jingmo put it under his nose and smelled it for a long time, but then Xiao Yan thought of something and took the orange back.

"Wait a moment."

He peeled off the orange peel a few times, and gave the whole orange flesh to Shen Jingmo.

Xiao Yan said: "You love oranges, but the current oranges are not in the best condition, and sweet oranges will be on the market in a month."

Shen Jingmo held the orange and didn't put it in his mouth for a long time, with some emotions on his face changing from side to side.

Xiao Yan sensed something was wrong, and asked: "Why don't you eat it?" He leaned over and took a look at the orange: "It's all peeled, you can eat it with confidence."

"You..." Shen Jingmo hesitated and spoke uneasily, his heartbeat gradually became faster, and others couldn't hear it, but he could hear it clearly, "How do you know that I love to eat oranges, but I don't like to peel them?"

The room fell completely silent.

Xiao Yan's movement of chewing oranges also stopped there.

There is something, like a bud that is about to break out of the ground, ready to grow in the soil, only one step away.

Shen Jingmo is actually not squeamish, and has never been picky about food, but there is only one thing, he loves oranges very much, but he doesn't like the taste of orange peel.Especially after peeling the oranges, the smell left on the hands is very pungent and lingers for a long time.

It's very hypocritical to say it, so Shen Jingmo always endures it in front of people, and most of the time he doesn't eat.

Many years ago, a student climbed over the wall to pick oranges from the tree and gave them to him to eat. He could not refrain from his kindness, so he accidentally revealed the matter in front of him.

The student, he remembered, was called...

"...Xiao...Yan?" Shen Jingmo said these two words, and took a long breath.

He couldn't see the face of the person in front of him, and couldn't judge whether he was right or wrong, but the longer the other person remained silent, the answer seemed to be more obvious.

Even Xiao Yan didn't expect that it would be such a detail that finally let him be exposed.

He reached out to pick up the orange, broke off a piece and put it in his mouth. His teeth bit the orange's afterbirth, and the juice splashed out and flowed on his tongue.It's really sweet, but not as delicious as Shen Jingmo.

"Are you Xiao Yan? Or...or do you know Xiao Yan?"

Xiao Yan opened his mouth, and couldn't organize the words to express it for a while, but in the end he gave Shen Jingmo the answer, and called: "Teacher."

It's really him!

Shen Jingmo's soul was almost shaken, the oranges in his hand fell to the ground, rolled around several times, covered with dust, and hid pitifully in a corner.

So, he was actually snatched by his own students, cared for, slept with, and even...kissed forcibly!

When did Xiao Yan have this thought?

As if seeing through Shen Jingmo's thoughts, Xiao Yan laughed at himself: "I thought the teacher had forgotten me long ago. After all, you have so many students, so I'm nothing."

Shen Jingmo lowered his head: "I...I remember you."

Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan.

He remembered that this child was stubborn, spineless, wild, and had always been rebellious.

The first scene that came to mind was that Xiao Yan had finished fighting with others, with blood dripping from his shoulders, but he didn't even frown.

What a terrible child.But at that time, he felt sorry for the child, and often took him home, cooked for him, and bandaged him.

This child seems to have always been doing his own way, even Shen Jingmo sometimes can't do anything about it.Back then, when Shen Jingmo had a fever and insisted on going to class while sick, Xiao Yan would look as if he owed him money, and grab Shen Jingmo's hand to force him to rest.Even if Shen Jingmo ordered him with the majesty of a teacher, he would not back down a step.

As the years passed, his temper only increased.

Now Shen Jingmo felt as if he had experienced a storm in his heart, and the stability that had been managed with great difficulty was suddenly beaten to pieces.

He had imagined thousands of possibilities, but the only unacceptable result was this result—a result that violated ethics and morality.

Seeing the drastic change in Shen Jingmo's expression, Xiao Yan asked, "Now that you know who I am, what do you want to say to me?"

Shen Jingmo bit his tongue secretly: "I guess what you said, so let me go."

Xiao Yan felt like someone had stepped on his heart, and his voice became cold: "You still want to leave?"

Shen Jingmo replied with a little guilty conscience: "Xiao Yan... I... am your teacher. I will be your teacher for a day and I will be your teacher for the rest of my life."

"Hehe...hahaha..." Xiao Yan laughed strangely, "Teacher? Yes, of course you are."

His dark way of speaking made Shen Jingmo a little uneasy, and immediately, he heard him press against his ear and said in a breathy voice: "I have wanted to try it for a long time, what is it like to have sex with my teacher."

"you……"

Such shameless words, Shen Jingmo's heart was full of messy feelings, including shame, anger and helplessness.

He wanted to push Xiao Yan away, just wanted to be alone, but Xiao Yan grabbed his waist.

"I didn't want to be so fast," Xiao Yan's hand slid and danced on Shen Jingmo's spine like playing a piano, "You know, teacher? Every time you refuse with a blushing face, I can't help but want to kiss you."

"Xiao Yan, shut up!" Shen Jingmo wanted to cover his mouth, but he couldn't see it, so he could only wave his hands like a blind man groping for an elephant.

"Why don't you let me say that the teacher taught me before, so you have to know everything."

"Xiao Yan! This... This is different... This is wrong!"

"No?" Xiao Yan couldn't help but want to bite Shen Jingmo to death, "Then it's right for you to go to Shanghai with other men? You can't follow me?"

"I..." Shen Jingmo's chest choked.

"But do you know, teacher, as a student, I just like to share the bed with my teacher, I just like to hug my teacher, and I want to see the teacher showing affection for me. Teacher, such a student, You taught it yourself, are you satisfied?"

Snapped!

A slap hit Xiao Yan's face with uncontrollable anger and grievance.