Accelerated Escape on the Moon River

Qu Chaoyuan was free for a week.

This week, he has not left the room, and Quan Tang has not left his room either.

The young male students didn't even have much clothes on.

In the space and time of the pleated and fragrant house, the smell of ripe plums diffuses a wave of light.

Sweating and lustful, the back is wet.

The boy's eyes were as bright as silver, and the hot water was flowing slowly in them. Suddenly, a colorless and pure colored glass came out from the corner of his eyes, and was kissed heavily by a pair of lips.

The curtains were half drawn, and the white light entered the room and turned red. The bed was messy, and the thin quilt and bed sheets were all twisted under the bed, or a corner was left hanging on the bed.

There are swaying shadows on the wall, and the two human bodies can be clearly distinguished sometimes, and sometimes merged together.Carefully divided, sometimes a thin human figure sits up, and sometimes overlaps one behind the other.This pair of human figures are entwined, worse than the swaying of flowers and leaves under the heavy rain.

Quan Tang felt hot everywhere from his toes to the top of his head. He was about to be melted by the torrent, and when he opened his lips, the essence of his body overflowed.

Sour, sweet, mesmerizing, maddening honey-made danger sucked at his core, his most vulnerable part.Every time the teacher went deep into his flesh and blood, he felt a deeper breakdown.

For such a long time, his springs will be drained.

Quan Tang let out a moan that seemed to be crying but not crying. He wanted to beg for mercy but had no strength, and limply wrinkled into a small ball in other people's arms, wrapped around the teacher, and he went wherever the teacher asked him to go. where to go.

Qu Chaoyuan wants to knead/knead him, spin him and twist him into long beard candy, the slender and melting one.

Quan Tang's consciousness flowed from the bed to the window, to the chair where the teacher usually drank tea and read the newspaper, to his sweaty handprints on the dining table, to the bathroom door, the sliding door just fit into his ripe red spine .

As a result, he also forgot to lubricate, and the teacher forgot to wear a condom.Quan Tang does not need to use artificial lubricants, he is an excellent conductor of passion/desire, he is always wet when he sees his teacher.

Occasionally, when the teacher went out to boil water with bare feet, Quan Tang lay on his back on the bed, his legs spread apart, and the center of his legs was muddy. He turned his head to look at the teacher's ankles and calves, and felt a tightness in his throat. .

Haven't mosquitoes bitten the teacher's leg since childhood?Why is there no scars or dark spots on the smooth and firm skin, not even the thick and thick hair of ordinary people, nor the tangled and huge calves of ordinary boys.The saliva in Quan Tang's mouth started to secrete again because of the scene in front of him.

The teacher's ankles are slender and slender, the joints are round and lovely, and the heels are pink. A slice of strawberry milk without calluses makes his teeth itch like worms.

Are the soles of the teacher's feet also hard?Like those stinky boys who walk a lot and play sports, are they dead skinned, or are they soft?Is it the soles of the feet that are soft, delicate, and unable to walk?

"Teacher, teacher, you're back." Quan Tang hummed.

When Qu Chaoyuan came back with water, his male student lay on the bed like a naked puppy, and when he saw him, he climbed up to his chest impatiently and demanded kisses.

"Kiss me again, I'm the best at kissing."

Often a new round begins like this.

Quan Tang was in a trance between the end and the beginning, and had hot flashes.

Sometimes he really thought that his menstrual period had passed for a long time, his belly was full, and when he put his tongue into Qu Chaoyuan's mouth, he felt that he would really be pregnant.

Qu Chaoyuan was also frantic like never before.

When he was exhausted, he tore himself away from the students, and saw the messed up world, he and his students were messed up.

He looked at Quan Tang's sleeping face, his eyes and nose were red, his lips were plump and sensual, and his long black eyelashes were curved.

Qu Chaoyuan didn't feel bored and impatient after the madness, he gently bent down and sucked Quan Tang's lips.

He put their cheeks together, feeling the same warmth.

Putting his hands away, he circled Quan Tang into his arms.

After spending a few days with the teacher day and night, Quan Tang completely forgot that he had agreed to go and fire ceramics with Chu Disheng.

But he still remembered the group of migratory birds that would come soon, and he was going to prepare a big venue for them to use.

Too obsessed with the teacher's lips, teeth and flesh/body, Quan Tang also completely forgot to return the heavy tricycle. He seemed to have walked into the goblin's cave by accident, and he was not satisfied after being sucked dry once. He sucked/sucked again with half of the energy, and in this cycle, he was always unconscious.

But the teacher wakes up every morning with a straight face, just like the peaceful sleep in the dream last night with the breeze blowing the pines and the quiet pool holding the moon.

If you squint your eyes, you can see some dark red marks under the collar, and the soft flesh on his cheek was also sucked out a red spot.

Qu Chaoyuan was working hard and reading books with these love marks on his face, his majestic demeanor made Tang's lower body stiff and painful again.

He never thought that he could be so rogue.

During the week that Qu Chaoyuan was resting, his sexual fetishes expanded and turned into a terrifying world with no end.

At this time, Quan Tang's love can last forever.

Qu Chaoyuan is always busy, he can quickly withdraw from sex/love, while Quan Tang is still lying beside him drunk, his face is a berry red.

Qu Chaoyuan received a message from the dean that the two of them were going out for a meeting again.

Quan Tang went from heaven to hell and returned to Chu Disheng's exhibition hall on a tricycle.

The artist is still standing in front of the huge wall with his feet separated, and the dry lotus pods of the hill are piled up beside his feet.

Quan Tang didn't know why, he was a little embarrassed.

Chu Disheng glanced back at him coolly, then turned his head away again.

Quan Tang: "I parked the tricycle outside."

Chu Disheng turned around again, he was very strange, only his head and neck turned to look at him, his upper and lower body remained motionless.

He gave Quan Tang such a deep look.

"You." He said coldly, "Did you get what you wanted?"

Quan Tang suddenly felt his scalp go numb.

He has changed so much in just a few days, Chu Disheng's vicious eyes can see it at a glance.

The thin blush floating under his skin has already told Chu Disheng how this person has changed.

Quan Tang didn't know how sex and love would affect a person's body and temperament, but he always felt vaguely that after this intimate behavior with the teacher, he looked at the original scene again, and it was no longer the original appearance.

Chu Disheng looked coldly at this dreamy boy who was born in June. He once thought that this person was a young boy who threw fruit and carts with bullets, and the gold and silver in the world were both his projectiles and the proud flair on his eyebrows.

Teach him now the constant faint heartache.

Why would he choose such a layman, a layman who is obsessed with common things.

"I got what I wanted." Quan Tang didn't shy away from it, and he also noticed the changes in Chu Disheng.

Chu Disheng endured it, endured it more, and suddenly said: "Actually, you shouldn't chase such a person. He and you are not the same after all. I can see it very clearly."

He almost howled in his heart.

Quan Tang pursed his lips, and there was no trace of a smile, and his face was straight: "That's fine, you are not happy, and I am not happy either. I will leave now."

After saying that, he really turned his head and strode away.

Chu Di turned around violently, feeling that he saw that wanton young man again.

He passed by the lotus pond in the early morning, with his face slightly raised, his shoulders straight, and his legs slender.The sunlight hit the lines of his side face from the gaps in the leaves, giving him a handsome and suave look. At that moment, Chu Disheng suddenly heard a moo.

The routine arrangement of fate made him look at Quan Tang with his hands covered in dirt.

"Quan Tang!" Chu Disheng subconsciously wanted to save him, "I won't say it anymore. I won't say it again in the future."

Quan Tang pouted and turned his face away, staring at him like a big card for a while: "Okay, then you can invite me to watch a movie this afternoon."

When the two boys reconciled as before and watched a movie happily, Qu Chaoyuan had already boarded the plane in a hurry.

It was only after he boarded the plane that he realized that he hadn't brought all the documents with him, and today he was going out with the dean for a meeting. Such a mistake had never happened to him before.

Qu Chaoyuan was rummaging in his briefcase, and his fingers touched a hard object, which turned out to be half a bottle of candy.

"Xiao Qu. You..." The dean's brows touched together, and he stared blankly at Qu Chaoyuan's collar.

At the opening of his collar was a tooth mark.

Qu Chaoyuan opened his mouth, but felt his throat was sore and dry.

The dean was not very satisfied: "Xiao Qu, how did you clean up yourself! You don't want to tell me that you have a puppy, do you?"

Qu Chaoyuan opened his mouth, his tongue was tied, his face blushed dully, and he said in a low voice, "It's because I didn't adjust it well."

In fact, he was right, he kept a little monster in his house.

A little monster of his secret that feeds on his spirit.

This kind of thing should never be the reason for his mistake at this moment.

"Where are the materials you were asked to bring?"

"It was my fault. I will make a new one immediately after landing. I will definitely not make any mistakes this time." Qu Chaoyuan immediately bowed his head and apologized.

The dean didn't want to argue with him, but seeing his sincerity, he nodded slightly.

Qu Chaoyuan silently turned his head out of the window, his fingers trembling to gather up the neckline of his shirt, outside was the endless daylight, the light piercing through the clouds.

He has rushed to the fire, how to stop the loss.

Qu Chaoyuan was out of shape for the next few days.

The place they arrived was close to the most northwest. Scholars from all over the country came here one after another. The scenery of this city is extremely beautiful, because it is on the plateau and it is very close to the blue sky and clouds.

When the plane transfers to the bus, there are often herds of cattle and sheep passing by outside the window.

On the night when Qu Chaoyuan and the others arrived, there was a wind and sandstorm, and the dean's voice became hoarse the next day.

He was always thirsty and his throat was often dry.Although there is no occasion for him to speak on stage, as a young backbone in the school, he is to be used for the law school. The dean intends to promote him and train him, so he is called Qu Chaoyuan.

Others couldn't see it, but he could feel Qu Chaoyuan's absent-mindedness. This situation made the jurist who was over fifty years old extremely angry.

After all, now is the moment when his throat is struggling, and young people should stand up.

Qu Chaoyuan knew that he was not in the right state the whole time, but it was difficult for him to control it.

It seemed that after a week, his mind and soul were no longer compatible with this body, and there was some out-of-body phenomenon.

In his dreams, he always dreamed of his students. Most of the time, he was teaching on the stage, and Quan Tang was quietly watching him from below.

His eyes are like two deep water springs, and occasionally a goldfish swims by, and he suddenly realizes that the sun has accidentally shone into his eyes.

Quan Tang watched him seriously.

Then the scene changed, and he kissed Quan Tang in front of the whole class.

When he woke up again, Qu Chaoyuan was unable to devote himself to those new and complex theories, such as the big theory of competition and the theory of small competition, the boundary of non-contradictory crimes, and the impreciseness of pocket crimes. His decades of devotion to study could be taken by a single person. The 20-year-old was handily beaten.Qu Chaoyuan's most proud mind is being eaten away by him.

He was in a trance like this all the time, Quan Tang's eyes were nested in his own eyes, and he was absent-minded in the solemn auditorium.

Even the surrounding people turned a blind eye.

"Professor Qu has released a lot of cores in the past few years."

"I've read Professor Qu's critique of the theory of small competition and cooperation, and I've discussed the articles with some Japanese teachers. I want to discuss it with you again!"

"Professor Qu will not run the young jurists selection next year. He is presiding over two projects, both of which are national-level new technologies."

"How amazing! You are a professor at such a young age! Dean Yan! You think so too, don't you?"

The dean smiled without saying a word.

Qu Chaoyuan woke up like a dream.

He is like a comedian who has gone to the wrong place. For a while, he doesn't know what the so-called small competition he has worked so hard to think about, and he can't say a word that is on the tune.

After ten years of painstaking efforts, he was at a loss for what to do.How absurd!

The young law professor blushed with a white jade-like face, and turned around in a half circle in a daze.

As far as he can see, there are ruddy and fat faces that talk a lot, and the deep wrinkles are the ripples of a happy river, or the upright and broad face of a pale old man, with a mysterious light in his eyes.

They formed countless circles around him, with colorful mouths talking, crimes and punishments, policies and changes, history and progress, Qu Chaoyuan's ears were filled with these words.

Originally, he should be like this. He buried himself in the sea of ​​books and files all his life. When he encountered this kind of gathering of thousands of people, his palms were hot and his back was sweating, and he took out his most precious research results and exchanged them with each other.He originally thought so.

Qu Chaoyuan suddenly felt ashamed in front of these majestic, difficult and high-mountain theories.

These days, he is so indulgent and obsessed with his students.

Obsessed with his...students?

Qu Chaoyuan's heart was about to burst!

This is tantamount to walking on the tip of a knife!He was so obsessed with his students!

At that moment, Qu Chaoyuan's shiny black leather belt turned into a poisonous snake, a long sword, and countless disciplined thorns and barbs grew out of it near his waist, piercing into his waist mercilessly, stopping his breathing.

Qu Chaoyuan gradually felt exhausted, his lungs were tightly clenched by his hands and it was difficult to breathe.

Dirty blood dripped down his underwear.

The slippery cold essence awakened Quan Tang from his dream.

Qu Chaoyuan's tie was wrapped around his neck, which was his favorite one. During the first class, Qu Chaoyuan wore this tie to walk in the frosty ash of winter.

At that time, he thought that the teacher was so pretty, and the snow on the ground melted when he smiled.This is the first time that picky people who rarely recognize teachers like a teacher so much.

Quan Tang was lying on the bed, his underwear was wet, he had no other clothes on him, and he was naked with his white flesh, lying on his back under the moonlight.

This year's gardenias are about to fall, but Jasmine, who lives in the dormitory in Tang Dynasty, only has a night of thin snow.

In his mouth is a half-branch lotus that he picked before going to bed, and two petals of concubine-red peony lips are planted between his teeth.

Just now, he fell asleep with a flower in his mouth.

Quan Tang happily twirled the fragrant flower stem, thinking of his lover.