captain migraine

Under Luo Chenzhou's speechless gaze, Caesar lifted the lid of the water tank behind the toilet, groped inside, and finally managed to pull out a pack of half-smoked cigarettes, took out a pack of cigarettes from the inside, and put it in his mouth. After groping for the lighter behind the supplies shelf, he leaned lazily on the edge of the sink and held the lighted cigarette to his mouth, biting the butt of the cigarette, then narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the person sitting in the bathtub. Black-haired young man: "Are the kids nowadays as open-minded as you?"

Luo Chenzhou looked back calmly: "There are not many people who are as reserved as me."

Caesar was stunned for a moment, then raised the corners of his lips and sneered, waved his big hand and couldn't help but lament that those childhood days when he crossed the [-]th line in the center of the table and was about to be pinched by the same table with compasses are gone forever.

...But compared to him, Lord Caesar, a child is a child, after all, he is still too tender.

The toilet is right next to the water inlet of the bathtub. Caesar lowered the lid of the toilet, and the man sat on it in the rhythm of a dragon chair without being invited by anyone. Then he rolled up his sleeves and reached into it with a blank expression. In the bathtub——After groping, the rough fingertips suddenly brushed over a relatively different temperature and a more three-dimensional touch...

Probably a child's toe.

Caesar guessed calmly, but there was nothing unusual on the surface. It was filled with sincere expressions of "I don't know anything", and he groped a couple of times more viciously.

Finally, after the useless and immature child in the bathtub who only knew how to talk and slapped his feet back in horror, he snorted and said that he had had enough.

"Sorry, I made a mistake, you understand the new bathtub." With insincere words in his mouth, his strong arms turned accurately in the turbulent bathtub full of bubbles, and then touched At the end of the bathtub, pull out the plug at the water inlet of the bathtub.

During the whole process, Caesar never felt that it was a problem for a professor to reach into the bathtub to touch the feet of his students like a pervert—just as Luo Chenzhou never felt that he had lost his hair during the whole process. It's not like there's anything wrong with lying in the bathtub of your professor's house.

In fact, the biggest problem is that these two people are so good at being righteous in various situations-they didn't notice that their godly logic may sometimes shatter the three views of ordinary people.

"If you want to soak for a while, be careful to re-fill the water, or you will catch a cold." Pretending to be a "caring" that never existed in the dictionary of life, Mr. Caesar taught the students seriously without reddening his face. Taking it out of the bathtub, even though the sleeves had been rolled up in advance, the sleeve edges of the newly put on light blue shirt had been soaked in water and dyed a beautiful sea blue.

Luo Chenzhou stared at the slightly different piece of fabric for a long time as if suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder, until Caesar reached out and unscrewed the hot water inlet at hand, and warm water poured into the bathtub again.

The rushing water was poured into the bathtub, and the warm current passed the new temperature along the toes closest to the water inlet, along the blood vessels, flowed through the heart, and finally rushed into the top of the head. Luo Chenzhou blinked in a daze, feeling like sitting on the toilet. On the night, the man who was seriously smoking a cigarette under the dim light in the bathroom suddenly became so beautiful and unreal——

Once, Luo Chenzhou thought that they were over, and all the memories should be honestly deposited in the Mediterranean Sea 500 years ago; once, Luo Chenzhou thought that all his emotions for the big dog could only be pinned on the few words in the encyclopedia Not so much that he could memorize it after reading it ten times; once, Luo Chenzhou felt that he must have done some kind of cheating thing, such as knocking off the roof of Mr. Yue’s house. trick him.

However, now the big dog was sitting in front of him again.

It's like 500 years ago, he was smoking a cigarette in the bathroom of the captain's lounge of the Stormrage, watching on the grounds of "I'm afraid you will drown in a wooden barrel" which is completely wrong.

For as long as Caesar sat on the toilet and smoked, Luo Chenzhou sat in the bathtub and stared at him for so long.

The one in charge of being watched posed calmly and calmly, and the one in charge of watching looked confidently and without concealment.

Until Caesar seriously finished smoking the cigarette in his hand, turned his head and threw the butt of the cigarette into the ashtray that he found out from nowhere. The exquisite crystal ashtray has a very special shape, and he can recognize it even when it turns into ashes—— Once he stood on top of this thing, with his hips akimbo, and laughed loudly at the flying flag that looked like a dog's head.

The captain, who was so enraged by embarrassment, put his collar on the side of the ship and yelled at the sea a hundred times like an idiot, "Long live the Stormrage, the black wolf flag is not the dog's head flag".

This pervert, he actually turned the Stormrage into an ashtray.

Luo Chenzhou squatted in the bathtub, mocking with disdain in his heart, but couldn't stop the blood from boiling.

"Does it look good?" Looking at the black-haired young man staring at the glassware in his hand, the man rarely showed a childlike pride. He raised the ashtray in his hand and carefully placed it on the edge of the bathtub, stretched out a finger to Luo Chenzhou pushed over there, "I ordered someone to make it myself, referring to the famous pirate ship in the [-]th century, called—"

"The Stormrage."

The man paused, then nodded, with a subtle expression on his face, he touched the tip of his nose: "You know that too."

"I know." Even though his heart was already raging, Luo Chenzhou's face was calm as if he was talking about today's weather problem, "I also know that the captain of that ship has the same name as you. In fact, what I just said about The problem of angle is also the habit of the captain—”

"Oh," the professor nodded, with the same calm tone as if he was saying that students, we are learning goose goose song like Xiang Tiange today, "...to be the same as me, what a coincidence, I almost thought you really saw me What it's like to be excited."

Luo Chenzhou: "..."

Caesar: "...the encyclopedia records this kind of thing?"

Luo Chenzhou: "...I'll just talk casually."

Caesar: "Oh, I thought it was my enemy who secretly took pictures of me having sex and sold them as pirated porn cheeks."

Professor, what kind of strange realizations are you doing every day, Professor!Luo Chenzhou's face was covered with blood: "You don't have to be so honest, aren't professors all very cunning? For example, it was decided at the beginning of the month that there would be a quiz at the end of this month, but they were beaten to death without prior notice, and a sudden attack or something .”

Caesar smiled, and he curled his fingers up the edge of the bathtub: "Are you sure you want to discuss the exam with me here?"

Luo Chenzhou: "Not sure."

Caesar's eyes drifted away. After thinking for a while, it seemed that he was inspired by some words of Luo Chenzhou and opened the door to a new world. The man stretched his hand back into the bathtub without prior notice, and accurately grasped Luo Chenzhou's swollen face. He picked up his leg like a steamed bun, and the sudden movement made the black-haired young man slip into the water without paying attention and choked on the bath water.

The man went out to sea all the year round to discuss business and personally steered the helm. His big and rough hands grasped the swollen place with no hesitation. Luo Chenzhou's eyes turned black from the pain, but this did not prevent him from feeling the heat of the place where he was being held. It was hot, scorching hot, and his blood vessels were throbbing. His head was chopped off, his hands were chopped off, and his body was also changed. It was as if all he had left was the steamed bun in the man's hand. Feet, that place has a sense of presence like never before.

"You need to take the medicine." Caesar looked at it for a while, and then he felt that he had gently squeezed it to feel it. After this feeling, he looked at the bathtub with surprised eyes, and his legs were being grabbed by him. The black-haired young man who was out of breath, "Did you connect the feet yourself?"

"kindness."

"Who taught it?"

you taught. "..."

"The answer is good. It seems that the person who taught you has two tricks."

...Fuck you, uncle, if you can spare no effort to praise yourself from another angle, you are ruthless!

At this time, the original rich bath foam has disappeared.

In the clean bathtub water, there was a layer of not-so-fine foam floating, which caused Caesar to accidentally see the scene under the water when he kindly wanted to put his legs back into the bathtub—

So the man who never knew what reservedness meant pointed to the bottom of the water, and told the young man in the bathtub very generously: "You seem to be hard."

Luo Chenzhou: "..."

Caesar: "A state of fifteen degrees."

Luo Chenzhou: "..."

"Very few people's sensitive spot is on the ankle, let alone it is already swollen like this," said the man in a serious and academic way As if thinking of something suddenly, his amber pupils flickered very disturbingly, he tilted his head, and came to a conclusion, "Or does pain make you excited?"

Luo Chenzhou felt that he had seen God's smile, and the ladder to heaven was right in front of him.

Then, the illogical man stretched out his hand and grabbed his good brother under the water very seriously.

"..."

Luo Chenzhou died in battle.

Caesar: "Well, it's raised a little more, thirty degrees, do you feel it?"

That thing is connected to my heart, my body, and my nerve endings are my good brothers who I have been carrying since I was born and are ready to never leave them in this life... Do you think it is crying or laughing? Can you not know? !

The man's fingers are very flexible, not to mention clean and slender, and his nails are also trimmed cleanly like obsessive-compulsive disorder. Just standing on the blackboard with chalk in his hands like this can make people drool and have the urge to copy blackboard writing, although More people rushed to the podium to hold such a beautiful hand and gnawed wildly.

Now, this kind of hand is holding Luo Chenzhou's Erliang Jun, moving up and down slowly and forcefully, with appropriate weight and weight.

"Don't be nervous, relax, it's not good for your health."

Facing the face that was about to cry, Caesar spoke softly——with the same tone of students, let's learn the next sentence of white hair floating green water and red palm clearing away.

This guy seems to be ready to firmly remember his sacred status as a professor at Zheng'er Bajing University.

And ready to carry out this duty to the end——

It's up to him to take care of it, and he will take good care of it.Right now, it seems that he shouldn't care about this kind of thing, and he doesn't mind meddling in his own business when he gets to him.

It’s just that Caesar didn’t know. His good student, Comrade Luo Chenzhou, thought that this kind of honest dialogue between a pure teacher and a student was better than God’s request that a man grabbed his ass and asked him to relax or he would be pinched. It seems that the sense of shame has turned a few somersaults and soared directly into the sky.

The abnormal belt felt that he had to throw away his armor and armor.

When the man's thumb lightly brushed his front end, he confessed thoroughly.

The milky white liquid is like a mushroom cloud, or like fungal filaments, floating crookedly on the surface of the water.

The other big hand of the man did not know when it was around his back. There was a thin callus on the rough thumb belly, and the fingertips were creepily itchy and lazy, carelessly following the tattooed position behind him. , slowly drew an arc.

Luo Chenzhou knows better than anyone else what that sickle-like arc represents at that position.

"For the sake of this nice tattoo," the man's deep and magnetic voice sounded in his ears, "it's just free extra-curricular sex education."