President, he must be me

Half a month later, Shen Yanshu seemed to have finally calmed down, and she did not return to live with Shen Yanwen.

Tan Shaochen stayed in his guest room again, and lived a leisurely life of walking the dog in the morning and studying in the afternoon, very leisurely.There are no people who will come out to find fault with him at any time, and there are no sarcastic remarks. His "last life" gradually loses its sense of reality; if Shen Yanwen didn't mention Tan Pinhong occasionally, he guessed that he would forget about that family in a few days .

However, if the weather is sunny for a long time, there will always be heavy rain-the difficult sister ran back home again, and it was still eating time.

At noon that day, Tan Shaochen was helping Aunt Zheng bring the dishes to the table, when Shen Yanshu suddenly opened the door with a key.She stood in the porch for a while, and the young man looked at her in a daze.The two of them stalemate silently for a moment before Tan Shaochen tentatively said, "...have you...have you eaten?"

Only then did Shen Yanshu bend down and take off her high heels: "No."

"Then... want to have dinner together?"

"Okay." For the first time, she actually agreed.

Tan Shaochen just asked along the topic, and he could predict how the other party would respond with a gun and stick; who would have thought that Miss Shen, who had eyes above the top and always hated him extremely, would actually agree.

This is embarrassing, he doesn't want to eat at the same table with Shen Yanshu at all.

But now that the words have been said, it is hard to turn back no matter how reluctant; Tan Shaochen can only greet the kitchen, "add another bowl of rice", and then try to sit normally.

Shen Yanshu walked over unhurriedly, pulled out a chair opposite him and sat down.Shen Yanwen usually sat there, but suddenly there was someone who was difficult to get along with, and Tan Shaochen didn't even dare to lift his eyes.He didn't want to have any conflicts with Shen Yanshu, it's best not to look at each other or talk, and to finish the meal without incident.

Speaking of which, Shen Yanshu and Shen Yanwen are really not similar at all.

Pretty is pretty, but whether she has good facial features or good temperament, he can't tell from head to toe that this is Shen Yanwen's younger sister.The young man couldn't help recalling Shen's father who had only met once... It seemed that he didn't look very similar to Shen's father.However, the eating posture of the brother and sister is still the same. They both eat slowly and quietly. It can be seen that the family has been taught strictly since childhood.

Just as he was thinking, Shen Yanshu suddenly said, "Are you going to stay here every day and do nothing?"

"...Huh? Me?" The young man didn't expect the other party to initiate a conversation, and asked subconsciously.

Shen Yanshu couldn't hide her disgust and frowned, and said in a bad tone: "Is there anyone else here besides you?"

"Uh," Tan Shaochen said, "I walk the dog every day."

"...Did you do it on purpose? Wouldn't it be nice to come here just because I gave you a good face?"

It was only then that he remembered that Shen Yanshu said she was allergic to animal hair, so he hurriedly made amends: "I'm still studying, and the tutor will come when I wait..."

"What did your tutor teach you?" Shen Yanshu asked, "What do you want to learn? Who can you fool if you are illiterate and pretend to be diligent and studious?"

"..."

Tan Shaochen couldn't take it anymore, so he could only grab a bite of food to cover up his embarrassment.

The other party seemed to realize that speaking too harshly would only make the atmosphere of the meal worse; so she slowed down and said, "It doesn't mean anything, I just don't know what you're learning."

"...Yan Wen told me to take the adult college entrance examination," the young man said truthfully, "Try to go to a university."

"You really have time to spare."

I can't talk anymore, I really can't talk anymore.

Tan Shaochen didn't answer any more, and quickly ate the food in his bowl, and put down the chopsticks before even filling a bowl of soup: "You take your time, I'll go up first..."

"Oh, you go." Shen Yanshu said casually, "I can't eat even looking at you."

The young man turned around and left, neither retorting nor showing any embarrassment on his face.This kind of completely meaningless attitude seemed to be deliberately ignoring her, but it made Shen Yanshu feel like punching the tofu with no real feeling.

She looked at the back of Tan Shaochen going upstairs, with a sneer on the corner of her mouth, and continued to eat her lunch slowly.

Tan Shaochen didn't have the habit of taking a nap, so the tutoring schedule was early, usually at [-]:[-] p.m., and Chen Ai would come over to teach him in the study.

It was the same today, before Shen Yanshu finished her meal, someone rang the doorbell.

Aunt Zheng came out of the kitchen, wiping her hands to open the door; who knew that Shen Yanshu stood up abruptly, raised her hand to stop her: "I'll go... I just finished eating, so you go clean up."

"... Good lady."

The female college student is also dressed very purely today, and she wears the Mori girl class that Shen Yanshu hates the most.When she opened the door, the other party was visibly surprised, nodded hurriedly and then began to introduce herself: "Hi, I am..." "I know, Tan Shaochen's tutor." Shen Yanshu had no intention of letting her in at all, and just leaned against the door. The door crossed his arms and said, "Shall we chat?"

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At about 01:30, Chen Aicai knocked on the door of the study.

At that time, Tan Shaochen was checking his previous homework—even though Shen Yanwen had checked it for him—when he saw the tutor coming in, he got up obediently and pushed Shen Yanwen's chair out: "Mr. Chen, good afternoon, have you eaten yet?" .”

"Eat, I've eaten." Chen Ai said, "I'm a little late today, sorry..."

"it's okay no problem."

The two sat down side by side, no different from usual, Chen Ai began to check his homework, boasting "serious" and "careful" from time to time.

Whether Shen Yanshu is at home or not, as long as he honestly does his own thing in the study, it doesn't make much difference to him - Tan Shaochen thinks so, but there is always a gap between reality and imagination.

Five minutes after Chen Aicai started today's lecture, the door of the study was suddenly pushed open in a rude manner.

Shen Yanshu's eyes were cold and her expression was somewhat arrogant: "Today I'm going to use the study."

"...?" Tan Shaochen frowned, "Do you use the study?"

"Is there a problem?"

Shen Yanshu asked back bluntly, leaving him speechless.When Shen Yanshu was at home, she was either watching TV while having afternoon tea in the living room, or she was doing something in her own room; this was the first time she said she wanted to use the study, and she knew it was deliberately trying to scare him with her toes.

But Tan Shaochen has no other specialties except his ability to endure.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he immediately closed the book he had just opened, and said to Chen Ai: "Then Teacher Chen, why don't you go to the guest room."

Chen Ai nodded, followed his footsteps and walked out.

It was said to be a guest room, but it was actually the place where Tan Shaochen lived for the past half month; the first time he brought a woman into such an intimate place, it was actually for tutoring... Tan Shaochen even found it a little funny.

Before changing it, Tan Shaochen would definitely think about something, and start bumping around like a deer.

But now, not only did he not have any thoughts about the beautiful female college student in front of him; when he was wondering about these things, he remembered Shen Yanwen's face.

——If he was alone in the bedroom with Shen Yanwen, he would definitely be so nervous that his scalp would tingle again.

"This formula is very useful. For example, if you take this question, you bring in all the values, and then you can get..."

While Chen Ai was talking, the guest room door rang twice, interrupting their tutoring.Then Aunt Zheng's voice came through the door: "Madam, let me bring you some tea."

"come in."

"Ma'am, this is the sour plum soup that I made this morning." Aunt Zheng came in with a tray and put it down beside the two of them.

"Yeah, thank you." The young man raised his head, squinted his eyes and smiled at Aunt Zheng, took a big sip of sour plum soup without thinking, "And then, Mr. Chen, can this question be used in the same way?..."

As time passed, the two cups of sour plum soup soon bottomed out.

But Tan Shaochen didn't feel relieved from the heat, but felt more and more dry and hot.He is not resistant to heat and cold, and sweats less in summer; but he just stays in the room for class, and the air conditioner is turned on, and he starts to sweat on his forehead and back.

And it's not just feeling hot, it's like having a fever, people are a little drowsy, and their throats are hot when they breathe.In the middle of Chen Ai's lecture, Tan Shaochen suddenly raised his eyes to look at her, only to see her flushed face.He interrupted softly, speaking a little long: "Chen, Mr. Chen...do you feel... a bit hot..."

There was a lot of sweat on Chen Ai's forehead, she turned her face slowly, and the two looked at each other at a very close distance: "...It's a little bit."

In the next second, the female college student's hand slipped off the table somehow and landed on Tan Shaochen's lap.

The feeling was too indescribable, the place touched by her was itchy like ants crawling; this itching penetrated through the flesh, penetrated into the body, and gathered down along his blood vessels, arousing the man's desire instinct.

He knew that he should quickly move his legs away to escape from the female college student's hand; but his body didn't obey, and he let the other party touch him without moving.That hand didn't seem to be satisfied with the thigh, and wanted to move to a more private area.

"Ms. Chen...? What are you... doing..."

"I, I don't know..." Chen Ai's voice sounded weak and coquettish, very seductive.

In the next second, the woman's lips came together, and she was about to kiss him.

——It’s not normal, it’s absolutely not normal!

Tan Shaochen is very clear about his virtues. Although he often imagines that there is a beautiful sister like him in his mind, in fact, his desires are thin, and the number of times he even solves them by himself can be counted on the fingers.It's not like him at all to be dizzy and want to have something to do with the female college student in front of him like now.

Suddenly, the young man grabbed Chen Ai's shoulder and pushed her away, preventing her lips from coming up.

He hurriedly got up and staggered out: "Mr. Chen, maybe today is not suitable for class. Why don't you go first...Qian Zhaojie..."

A strong intuition is telling him that now he must leave this room immediately, and can no longer be alone with Chen Ai.

But the other party grabbed his wrist: "Don't go, Young Master Tan..."

He turned his face and wanted to say something more, but he didn't expect the other party to stick up and wrap around his body.His heart was pounding, and there seemed to be a voice in his head constantly urging him to follow the trend, and there was a bed next to him.

But there is also a voice against it.

Shen Yanwen's icy face just appeared in his overheated mind, cooling him down a lot in an instant.

"Don't! Don't do this!!" Grasping this point of sobriety, Tan Shaochen pushed the woman away again, and almost ran to open the door.

His hand touched the cold doorknob, but he couldn't press it down to open the door, as if the lock was jammed at such a time.Tan Shaochen squinted and looked back—Chen Ai was taking off her clothes! ! !

Why is she undressing! !Help! !

Tan Shaochen made a decision with his remaining rationality. Before the other party jumped up to lure him to do more fiery things, he quickly turned around, fled into the bathroom, locked the door, and turned on the faucet panting.