Tigers ban coveting

Ling Jiamu came out slowly holding the glass, smacked his lips, and flaunted: "Oh, the honey water I made by myself is sweet and delicious."

"Don't you feel sour?" Ling Junhan stared at the half glass of water and gave him a pitying look.

Stupid single dog, just know to be a light bulb here.

"It's not sour..." Ling Jiamu took a big sip, realized it later, blushed and scolded: "Who are you humiliating?"

At this moment, the honey water in his hand was no longer fragrant.

Ling Junhan sneered and said, "My mind is turning a little faster now."

"Sour, it's so sour." Ling Jiamu put the water glass on the coffee table in disgust, and pushed it in, "I won't drink it anymore."

Duan Wu handed over the cup in his hand and said, "I think it's quite sweet, do you want to drink mine?"

"Don't, this is my brother, specially made for you." Ling Jiamu said something, and the sour taste broke through the sky, "How dare I drink it."

Ling Junhan: "Indeed, you are quite self-aware."

"I can't take it anymore, come with me to work, don't be chattering around here." Ling Jiamu smashed his can, reached out and pulled his brother's sleeve, trying to drag him out of the door.

However, Ling Junhan lay down on the sofa and broke away quickly.

He touched Duan Wu with his knees, and said lazily, "I won't go today, I'll skip work."

"Why? Have you skipped work too many times recently?" Ling Jiamu stood on the edge of the sofa and reprimanded him with a straight face, "You can't do this. You are already on the cusp of the storm. If someone catches you, you It's really cold."

"I appear now, and it is easy to cause instability in the army."

Ling Junhan stared at him, and ordered with a clear mind: "I work remotely, you go. Reorganize my reorganized army and emphasize discipline. By the way, focus on testing the physical fitness of the experimenters one by one, and make a horizontal comparison with the results of other soldiers. For comparison, the form will be sent to me at seven o'clock in the evening."

As the words fell word by word, Ling Jiamu's face became darker and darker.

He was silent for a while, raised his head slightly, and asked sincerely: "Brother, have I offended you recently?"

"Well, yes, what's the matter?" Ling Jun asked calmly.

"You want me to die of exhaustion?" Ling Jiamu gritted his teeth, "I have to rectify, test, and make a watch. Do you really think I have three heads and six arms? Come on, our brother opened up and said, how did I offend you?"

Ling Junhan smiled lightly, and said lightly: "You stop me from chasing Duan Wumo."

The language is straightforward and directly hits the pain points.

Duan Wulian continued to flush, pursed his lips and did not speak.

"Brother Sen said that you are gradually becoming a king, but I still don't believe it. It's absolutely impossible for someone who loves career like you." Ling Jiamu took a sip, "I misunderstood you, old bastard."

Ling Junhan readily accepted this title, and hummed, "If there is nothing else, just get out, I have other things to do."

"What are you busy with?" Ling Jiamu was at a loss for a second, "Oh yes, you brought me the report these two days, remember to review it."

Ling Junhan ignored him, just raised his hand and rubbed Duan Wu's soft hair, "I'm busy with class, I don't have time these two days, I've been absent from class for several days."

Ling Jiamu: "..."

"Don't leave yet. You only have...seven hours and 23 minutes left before you get off work." Ling Junhan glanced at his watch and reminded him ruthlessly.

Ling Jiamu lifted the cover on the sofa, and let out a sigh of relief, "Okay, you're cruel, I'm leaving."

The door slammed shut, and Ling Junhan couldn't hide his smile.

Duan Wu stretched out his hand and pushed his arm, complaining, "I don't think you treat your brother well at all."

"Why, want to complain for him?" Ling Junhan turned his head to look at him.

"Well, it looks so pitiful, so much work, have you finished it?" Duan Wu frowned and pressed in a low voice.

Ling Junhan thought for a second, "Then why didn't I see you love me when I was working overtime every day?"

Duan did not speak, and could not find a reason to refute.

"I should work overtime, Ling Jiamu is pitiful, Duan Wu, I found that you also have double standards." Ling Junhan propped his head, pretending to be pitiful, "Heartless, inhuman, because I like you, bully me hard .”

The more you talk, the higher the level, gradually outrageous.

Duan Wu pursed his lips, and added: "You work overtime, I, I love you too."

"Really? Then why are you in pain?" Ling Junhan asked with great interest.

Duan Wu got stuck at the question, and stammered back: "I don't know, I don't know anything, and I need you to teach me in class."

Ling Junhan was thoughtful, "If you don't know anything, why don't you sell yourself? For the sake of your underage, just like last night, just sit on your lap."

While speaking, he patted his thigh twice with a serious expression.

Duan Wu was really overwhelmed, blinked and begged for mercy: "Let's go to class."

"Oh, sitting on your lap to attend class, I didn't realize that you played so fancy." Ling Junhan deliberately misinterpreted his meaning.

Duan Wubo jumped up and fled.

Duan Wu became more and more flirtatious after being enlightened.

Ling Junhan whistled, put away the documents on the desktop, and slowly followed upstairs into the study.

He folded the documents into a pile and put them aside, took two textbooks and spread them out, sat on the swivel chair, patted his legs, and ordered: "Sit here."

"This is not good..." Duan Wu stood in front of the desk, like a student who was punished to stand.

He stared down at his tight thighs, and was ashamed to think of the drunken scene he had described in the morning.

Ling Junhan said with a blank expression: "Didn't you just say that you want to hurt me? Look, I have to attend class with you and read the report at the same time. I'm so tired. It's just sitting on my legs. I don't want to do anything to you."

"..." Duan Wu clenched his fists tightly, hating himself for not being able to control his mouth and being so teased that he couldn't fight back.

"Besides, it's not the first time." Ling Junhan raised his eyelids and observed his expression carefully, "Could it be that you're being shy?"

Duan Wu raised his head and retorted reflexively, "I'm not shy, just sit down."

With a heroic expression on his face, he pushed the swivel chair away and sat on his lap, "It's all right."

Ling Junhan raised his eyebrows lightly, the aggressive method is really forever.

He held the person loosely with one hand, opened the book with the other, and began to lecture on the previous content.

Duan did not support the table with his elbows, from tensing his back to slowly relaxing.

It seemed that he was really just sitting. This person's movements were well-behaved, and he didn't act excessively at all.

He breathed a sigh of relief and began to listen carefully to the class.

Since the last time I went to the army, it seems that I have gained a solid understanding of strategic things.

Including fighting skills and fighting methods, what I learned as a tiger before is only superficial.

But now combined with theory, it seems that Ye Luzi's moves can be mastered in an instant.

If he can turn back into a white tiger... Duan Wu is very confident that he can do better than before.

Calculate the time, it should change back soon.

Now there is a question in front of him, if he turns back into a white tiger, will he still want to change back?

When he was an animal, his understanding ability was far worse than it is now.

I feel that I need more time to input before I have a chance to fight Ling Junhan on the battlefield.

Very confused.

"Missed, what are you thinking?" Ling Junhan knocked his head.

Duan Wuhui, resting his elbows on the table, took notes on the book with a pen, "No, you continue."

Ling Junhan glanced down at the kid who was taking notes seriously, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

He raised his hand to circle the person, and drew a line on it with a pen, "These are the important points, and I will check them randomly."

"Well, what else?" Duan Wu asked.

Ling Junhan rested his chin on his shoulder, pinching the pen to help him draw the line, "There is also this part. Although we don't have a final exam, I will give you the paper."

"What will happen if you don't do well in the exam?" Duan Wuli was nervous for a while, and he clenched his hand holding the pen even tighter.

Ling Junhan smiled: "Of course there are rewards and punishments in the exam. Let me think about the specific measures."

Duan Wu gritted his teeth and threatened him, "You can't punish me with such weird things."

"What's weird?"

"Just, for example, force me to fall in love with you or something?" Duan Wu's voice weakened.

"Where did you think? Am I that kind of person?" Ling Junhan was speechless.

He prides himself on being an upright gentleman with a bottom line, so he wouldn't do such a lowly thing.

Besides, love is about your love and my willingness.

Playing compulsion is really boring.

"It's better to be like this." Duan Wu muttered in a low voice, and began to work on the questions seriously.

Ling Junhan leaned back, hugged him in his arms, picked up an unfinished report and read it.

His fingers unconsciously hooked the buttons on Duan Wu's shirt, quite idle.

The communicator on the desktop vibrated, and he raised his hand to swipe open the screen, and Duan Yongnian's magnified face was printed.

Duan Wu trembled for a moment, and tried to move himself to the side, for fear of being caught in the mirror.

"What?" Duan Yongnian asked bluntly.

Ling Junhan fixed the communicator at a strange angle, pointed it at the bookshelf, and replied, "I'm doing a question."

"It was too late to see the trending search last night, so I didn't call you, for fear of affecting your rest." Duan Yongnian clicked his tongue, "You put the camera on, I want to see him."

When Duan Wu heard this, he immediately jumped up from his legs and stood aside holding a pen.

Seeing his movement, Ling Junhan slowly raised the camera towards him.

"Why does he stand and do his homework? He doesn't even sit in a chair?" Duan Yongnian frowned when he saw the picture, "You are still punished to stand? Ling Junhan really thinks he is a teacher?"

Duan Wu's breath was stagnant, and he stammered to explain for him, "No, my legs are numb after sitting for a long time, and standing for a while can help me think."

Ling Junhan chuckled, gently smoothed the folds of fabric on his thighs, and did not speak.

"Oh, you haven't been affected by online comments, have you? I see that your photos are spread everywhere." Duan Wu sighed, "No, when did you two take that photo, why does it look like a wedding photo?"

Duan Wu glanced at the camera uncomfortably, "That, just for fun. Maybe someone hacked into the system and spread it."

"You have to be careful, your identity is sensitive now." Duan Yongnian rambled on and on.

"It's okay, with me here, I will protect him." Ling Junhan interjected beside him.

Duan Yongnian glanced at him vigilantly, "Okay, but I still say the same thing, don't think about our family, I will make surprise inspections at any time."

"Understood." Ling Junhan raised the report in Yang's hand, "I still have something to do here, hang up first?"

"alright, bye."

"Goodbye, Dad."

When the screen went black, Duan Wupai gasped for breath, and the jump that could not be hidden under his clothes slowly calmed down.

He slowly sat back on his lap, and said in a low voice, "The video call suddenly made me jump."

"." Ling Junhan looked down at him consciously sitting back on his lap, and asked softly, "Why did you panic just now?"

Duan Wu didn't stop writing the questions, and replied impatiently: "I'm not afraid of being seen by my father, and then I have to read for a long time, and I'm so annoying."

Ling Junhan bumped the person on top of him with his leg, and said with a smile: "You are so flustered, it makes the two of us seem to be having an affair."