non-sweet interaction

Xiao Rujun didn't know how long he had been in a daze in the car before Meng Qinian came back.

"Go back to the hotel. There is another show in the afternoon. Before the show, I have to go to the showroom to order clothes. I'm in a hurry." Meng Qinian instructed Xiao Dui in front of him.The car started slowly, and Meng Qinian noticed Xiao Rujun's wandering expression.

"What's wrong?" He pinched his face.

"No... nothing..." Xiao Rujun said blankly.

Meng Qinian leaned over to get closer to him, and smiled helplessly, "Are you angry about what happened just now? Why are you so jealous?"

"No..." Xiao Rujun lowered his head, not daring to look directly into his eyes.Meng Qinian couldn't see what he was thinking, and found that he didn't dare to look at him anymore, he must have something on his mind, but he couldn't force him to say it.He held Xiao Rujun's face to make him look up, and kissed him lightly on the lips as a comfort.Xiao Rujun kept his mouth shut and didn't respond to him at all.

Back at the hotel, the clothes sent by the brand were already hung up, waiting for Meng Qinian to pick them out.He, Xiao Duihe Nan and the others had a meeting in the outer hall, and asked Xiao Rujun to go to another room to choose clothes by himself.Xiao Rujun didn't want to choose, so he stayed in the room for a while, and when Meng Qinian came in to ask him, he casually pointed to one.He could tell that Meng Qinian was not very satisfied with his choice, but he didn't say anything, he still said, as long as you like it.Xiao Rujun disliked this game more and more.

Arriving at a certain brand's showroom in the afternoon, Meng Qinian asked Xiao Rujun to choose a model.He knew that he was not good at doing these things and had no interest in them, but in order not to disappoint Meng Qinian, he still pretended to be happy and picked some, and Meng Qinian decided on all the ones he picked.

The more he watched and worked with him, the more uneasy Xiao Rujun felt in his heart.If he used to naively thought that he could get started just by studying and shorten the gap with Meng Qinian, but now he realizes that this is simply impossible.When that world really unfolded before his eyes, he knew that the gap between them was insurmountable.

On the last night in Milan, Meng Qinian finished his last work at 01:30 in the morning, closed his laptop and walked back to the bedroom, only to find that Xiao Rujun was still sitting on the sofa with his eyes open, and the book on his lap seemed to have been gone for a long time Turn a page.

"Xiao Rujun?" He called softly, Xiao Rujun came back to his senses, and suddenly moved, the book on his lap fell to the ground with a clatter.Meng Qinian walked over to pick it up for him and put it on the small round table next to him, sat down beside him, and embraced him into his arms.

"Xiao Rujun?" He shouted in his ear.

Xiao Rujun pressed his face against his arm, but did not respond.

"Xiao Rujun?" He called again.This time Xiao Rujun moved a bit, raised his head, blinked at him with wet eyes, half-closed his eyelids, his eyes were tired and sad, but inexplicably sexy.Meng Qinian couldn't help but put his lips on his eyes, kissed and kissed again, and then said softly: "Don't go with me in Paris, okay? Go home and wait for me, okay?"

Xiao Rujun's lips moved, but he didn't speak.

Meng Qinian had no choice but to continue to say: "In the past few days, I see that you are not very happy. I don't want you to wrong yourself just to accompany me..."

Xiao Rujun's eyelids trembled, he didn't know how to answer him, he felt that what he said was right and wrong.He was indeed unhappy, but he didn't feel that working with him was wronging himself.What he was thinking, he himself did not know.

"It's not that I don't want you to accompany me," Meng Qinian saw that he didn't speak, so he continued to explain, "It's just that I can't help but worry about you, and I can't work with peace of mind. Be obedient, okay?"

Meng Qinian put a precious Patek Philippe watch on Xiao Rujun's wrist, and intertwined his fingers with his hand wearing the same watch.He's coaxing him again.

Xiao Rujun felt very broken.

"Do you always think I'm a child?" He asked a little angry.He always coaxes him with these things, but he doesn't know if he really cares.

Meng Qinian froze for a moment, then shook his head.

"What's the matter with you?" Meng Qinian asked him with a frown, his eyes could hardly be opened due to exhaustion.

Xiao Rujun was a little distressed, and he blamed himself for treating him like this. He had already treated him so well, and it would be too unfair to him if he couldn't be blamed for his namelessness.He took the initiative to kiss Meng Qinian: "I'm sorry, I won't go to Paris, I will return to China tomorrow."

Unexpectedly, his kiss and soft attitude aroused Meng Qinian's passion, he didn't pay attention to what Xiao Rujun said, he just wanted to push him down.He lifted off Xiao Rujun's shirt, clasped his neck with his right hand, and began to bite on his neck.Xiao Rujun was taken aback by the sudden intimacy, and shouted: "Can't you open your eyes already?"

Meng Qinian grumbled and continued to take off his clothes: "I'm not sleepy anymore, it's all your fault!"

The two rolled into a ball on the sofa.

Meng Qinian let go of Xiao Rujun only when the sky outside became a little bit dim. The two of them tossed from the sofa to the bed, and did it several times.Xiao Rujun can continue to rest during the day, but Meng Qinian has to take the morning plane to Paris, and has no time to sleep at all.Even so, he still held Xiao Rujun in his arms and kept kissing and kissing.

"It's four o'clock..." Xiao Rujun said a word, "Can't you take a break..."

Meng Qinian blocked his mouth with his own, and told him with practical actions, no.

Xiao Rujun felt that his back was sore and his back was hurting, but this person could still move, and his body was so good.

The two of them messed around on the bed until Meng Qinian had to get up and go to the airport.After he left, Xiao Rujun booked a plane ticket back home for himself, slept for a while, got up and packed his things, thinking about going to Milan Cathedral to take a look before leaving, after all, everyone came.

The appearance of the church is indeed very magnificent. You can feel the heavy precipitation and vicissitudes of history, all in those steeples, no matter how the years are ups and downs, they are quiet and deep.Only in front of such incredible size and fineness can people feel their own insignificance and the length of time.From time to time, couples in the square came to ask Xiao Rujun to take pictures for them. Looking at the loving and sweet couple in front of him, Xiao Rujun couldn't help but also began to miss Meng Qinian. It was obvious that they had only been separated for a few hours. He should now Already in Paris.

He took a photo of the cathedral and sent it to him. After thinking about it, he didn't know what to say, so he only typed three words: I love you.

Soon, a new message popped up.

I love you too.

Xiao Rujun smiled, but his eyes were moist.He really thanked him and gave him the most precious thing in the world-true love without reservation.

After the [-]th, the last long holiday in the second half of the year is over. Whether you are a teacher or a student, you have to calm down and prepare for the new year (not), and prepare for the normal study and work life of the first semester of the new school year.After the lesson preparation meeting, Xiao Rujun began to worry, and his progress fell behind other teachers.

He scratched his hair angrily, while comparing the class schedule of this semester, he drew circles on the schedule and calendar, trying to rush forward as soon as he could, after all, anyone who couldn't finish the class before the end of the semester would be an idiot.There is a crisp ding-dong sound from the computer on the other side, and you have new mail.Opened it and saw that the new monthly exam results had also been unified. Their class was still in the same state, hovering in the middle and late stages of the entire grade, Xiao Rujun scratched his head angrily, and plucked out a handful of hair.

I also said to save face for you!You are giving my teacher a lot of face!Xiao Rujun was furious.

"Haha!" Zhao Dabing burst into laughter on the opposite side, "Advance one! Not bad!"

Xiao Rujun glared angrily.

Mo Youren, the leader of the language team, walked in and posted a notice on the wall to remind all the teachers: "This year's high school Chinese open class competition in the city has started registration. Teachers who are interested should pay attention to the time. The registration form can be obtained from me. .”

The annual open class competition started again, and the teachers immediately began to talk about it.In the past years, most of the teachers who participated in the open class competition were senior teachers, and there were fewer young teachers, but it was not impossible. After all, teaching is closely related to experience.The gold content of this competition is very high. Not only do you get a generous bonus, but it is also a good time to become famous. Not to mention the salary increase when you come back, many teachers are discovered by key schools by showing their faces in the competition.

The older teachers were chasing each other to participate, but no one expected Xiao Rujun to come over.

"Mr. Mo," he said shyly, "I want to sign up."

The office was immediately quiet, only the sound of Zhao Dabing stealing snacks was left.

Mo Youren gave Xiao Rujun a contemptuous glance, while the other teachers around had all kinds of eyes, most of them were a little surprised, and some felt strange, thinking that he was overthinking his abilities.But no one got it wrong, Xiao Rujun really wanted to sign up voluntarily.

Mo Youren picked up a registration form from the table and handed it to him: "Fill it out and hand it to me before Friday, and then prepare the video yourself."

Xiao Rujun nodded, and walked back to his seat amidst everyone's complicated gazes.

The office is bustling again.

Zhao Dabing reached out and knocked on the table in front of him: "Old Xiao, what's the matter with you?"

Xiao Rujun put the registration form aside, continued to work on his troubled class schedule, and replied: "It's nothing, just register. Oh, by the way, I will trouble you to record a video for me later." The class video passed the first round of screening.

"No," Zhao Dabing was a little anxious, but he didn't dare to say it out loud, and lowered his voice desperately, "I'm not asking you this, I'm asking why you suddenly want to participate in the open class competition? What are you arguing with the old teachers and the others?"

Xiao Rujun gave him a strange look: "Didn't you say that new teachers can't participate?"

"Isn't this an unwritten rule!" Yes, there will be some strange "hidden rules" in any circle.

Xiao Rujun sneered, not thinking it was a big deal.He wants to participate, and no one dares to stop him.It is not his fault that he lectures better than the old teacher.