After dressing as a teacher, he had sex with the bandit handsome

Song Zuiyi didn't expect Chu Liuxiang to adapt so well in modern times, but he almost learned the simplified characters and the usage of various electrical appliances in about a month.

When he was sleeping at night, he lay in Chu Liuxiang's arms and read a book, then he raised his eyes and glanced at a movie that Chu Liuxiang was watching.

"Legend of Lu Xiaofeng: Dapeng Golden King"

Song Zuiyi was surprised, he didn't seem to have told Chu Liuxiang, not only him, but Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou were not people in real life, but characters in martial arts novels.

When the movie reached its climax, Lu Xiaofeng already guessed the truth of the matter.He sneaked a glance at Chu Liuxiang who was engrossed, and couldn't help swallowing, "Does it look good?"

Chu Liuxiang put his hand on top of his head, and replied intently: "Not bad, very good."

His heart skipped a beat, and he smiled guiltyly, "It's...is it?"

Chu Liuxiang pressed the pause button, pinched his chin and raised it slightly, and looked at him with a half-smile, "It's just that I'm curious, why is the protagonist's name so familiar?"

"Probably... it's the same name." Song Zuiyi didn't dare to look at him, his eyes were erratic and he didn't know where to look.

"Really?" Chu Liuxiang raised her eyebrows, lowered her head and pulled the distance between the two of them, "That's really a coincidence."

Chu Liuxiang's hot breath sprayed on his face while speaking, her tone was low and mysterious, as if she knew something.

"It's too late, go to bed!" He coughed, quickly broke free from Chu Liuxiang's hand, and lifted the quilt to cover his head.

Chu Liuxiang shook his head helplessly, he was not stupid, he could know the general situation just by doing a little research.As for whether it is real or not, he doesn't care.At least it is enough for him to be by Zizhou's side now.

He stretched out his hand to lift off the quilt, and licked the corner of his mouth, "Don't sleep with your head covered."

Song Zuiyi's messy hair covered his eyes, he pursed his lips, and lingered to sleep next to Chu Liuxiang.

I don't know why, Song Zuiyi likes to turn on the air conditioner very low in summer, and then cover him with a thick quilt.In this regard, Chu Liuxiang turned up the temperature for him no less than ten times at night, but Song Zuiyi always found out and turned it back.

The temperature in the room is about 17 degrees Celsius now, and he doesn't feel that cold even with the thick blanket covering him.

Sighing helplessly, Chu Liuxiang lay down and hugged the person who pretended to be asleep.Reaching out and gently brushing away the hair that blocked his sight, Chu Liuxiang said in a low voice, "Good night."

In late summer and early autumn, it was still hot outside.Song Zuiyi had been his class all morning, and his mouth was dry when he was speaking on the podium.

Not only the hot and sweaty students in the class were complaining about the school, even Song Zuiyi couldn't help complaining silently.Deming No. 36 Middle School is considered to be the school with the most air conditioners in H City. Not only are each class equipped with two air conditioners, but even the dormitories are equipped with two air conditioners.It's just that it is stipulated that the air conditioner is not allowed to be turned on when the temperature is less than [-] degrees outside.

Seeing that many students were sweating profusely, Song Zuiyi frowned, and waved the students sitting by the window to close the window.

"Turn on the air conditioner." He said calmly, although his tone was cold, it made the whole class cheer.

After school, Song Zuiyi hurried home. He had been eating lunch at school before, but now that he has Chu Liuxiang, he goes back and forth between home and school every day.

Although...he can't cook.I only cook some instant noodles or very simple things, such as sour plum soup.

Chu Liuxiang has learned to cook with modern appliances by himself, and is waiting for his children to come home.

Ever since she knew that Song Zuiyi was ten years younger than him, Chu Liuxiang called Song Zuiyi another nickname: child.

From Chu Liuxiang's point of view, Song Zuiyi, who was cold and indifferent in front of everyone outside, was a child who would act coquettishly and roll around without sweets.

Time passed quickly, and it was autumn in a blink of an eye.The leaves on the plane trees planted on both sides of the street have fallen all over the ground.Every time Song Zuiyi passes by, he always sighs, "When a leaf falls, you will know the autumn of the world."

Chu Liuxiang, who used to travel all the time, was able to stay at home and hardly go out.Except for Song Zuiyi taking him out for a walk and shopping in the supermarket every night, Chu Liuxiang really stayed at home without moving.

And he has become a little strange recently, Song Zuiyi poked the chicken legs in the bowl with his chopsticks, then looked up at Chu Liuxiang who was about to pack up after eating.

As expected, Chu Liuxiang returned to the room after packing up her dishes.Not only did she not talk to him, she didn't even look at him.

Song Zuiyi put down his chopsticks angrily and sat on the chair without speaking.Could it be that Chu Liuxiang was seduced by another woman?Do you think he is not fragrant?

As long as he thought of Chu Liuxiang's empathy, he would be so angry that he picked up his phone and opened Mohu.

What should I do if my boyfriend is not interested in me?

But after a while, I received several replies. After removing those jokes, Song Zuiyi turned his attention to a reply that seemed reasonable and useful.

In fact, Chu Liuxiang didn't know anyone else, let alone empathize.He just discovered a website recently, and after clicking on it by accident, he looked at it for a while and found it quite interesting.

A certain novel is really attractive, not to mention Chu Liuxiang who has almost never read scripts and novels.After reading it for a few days, Chu Liuxiang felt a little unsatisfied, especially after the martial arts novel she read a few days ago was a bit of nonsense.

After searching for a long time but not finding a novel she likes, Chu Liuxiang decided to play in person.I made some changes based on my own personal experience and posted it at a certain point. The title of the novel is plain and simple, and it is called "Jianghu".

As soon as Chapter 1 was released, Chu Liuxiang didn't expect it to be so popular.He was urged to update almost every day, so it was inevitable that some of them ignored Song Zuiyi who wanted to hang his whole body on him.

Chu Liuxiang, who was typing, raised her head when she heard the sound of the door, and took a deep breath when she saw it clearly.I couldn't help feeling hot all over my body, and I just wanted to pull him over to rectify the Fa on the spot.

Song Zuiyi looked like he had already taken a shower, but he swayed over wearing Chu Liuxiang's clothes.His own frame is much smaller than Chu Liuxiang's, and now he looks even thinner in Chu Liuxiang's clothes.

Under the wide white coat is a thin body.Under the clothes that can barely cover the thighs/roots are a pair of legs still stained with water, which look like a piece of warm jade under the warm yellow light.

Chu Liuxiang's throat was tight, and her voice was hoarse and low, "What... are you doing?"

Song Zuiyi didn't answer him, but walked up to him barefoot.

When he approached Chu Liuxiang, he realized that he hadn't even dried his hair, and was dripping water from the ends of his hair, and his shoulders were almost soaked.

Chu Liuxiang frowned, pulled him to the bed, and then lifted the blanket to cover him.He got up and went out, took a towel and covered Song Zuiyi's head and wiped it gently.

"Want to catch a cold?" His tone was a little harsh, and he slid his broad palm into the blanket to touch Song Zuiyi's cold thigh.

Song Zuiyi shrank back, trying to avoid his hand, but was slapped on the leg by Chu Liuxiang.

A crisp sound rang in his ears, and Song Zuiyi didn't recover until a little pain came from his thigh.

"You hit me?" He stared at Chu Liuxiang with wide eyes, and his tone was aggrieved.

Chu Liuxiang didn't comfort him this time, and continued to wipe his hair with a cold face.I didn't go out with a towel until my hair was almost dry.

Song Zuiyi, who stayed in the room, lifted the blanket, and a reddish slap was printed on her white thigh. After the pain passed, there was a burst of heat.He watched in disbelief, Chu Liuxiang hit him!Not only ignore him but hit him!

The author has something to say: Cuckoo, a certain wave, a crow that wants to cuckoo every day.I think my name is pretty cool.