How did Bundi get caught by Lao Gong at the scene?

"Baby," An Yichu kissed off the last bit of sweetness from the corner of his lips, squinted his eyes, and said in a low voice, "I licked it all off."

The man wrapped his arms around his waist, leaned over, and rubbed his chin on his shoulder.

"You are so sweet."

"...That's the taste of porridge." Li Qing didn't want to flirt with An Yichu, but he couldn't: "You added too much sugar."

"..." An Yichu never expected Li Qing to answer like this, how could he answer this?The commotion stopped, and he changed the subject: "I want to go to the movies

? ”

"You want to go to the movies with me?"

Li Qing was surprised, he was ready to be stared at by An Yichu to do his homework all day.

"Don't want to go?"

''think,. "

"Get up, pack up and go."

"No, wait, wait a minute." Li Qing called An Yichu to stop, and asked as if unable to understand: "Go now?"

"???" An Yichu was puzzled.

Li Qing: "Going to the movies in broad daylight? Can't you go at night?"

"..." President Anda looked out of the window, pondered for a moment, and said, "Go and see at night, then I will give you tutoring now."

Li Qing: "???"

Before he breathed a sigh of relief, he was startled by An Yichu's words, tutoring?

"Can I refuse?" Li Qing looked at An Yichu eagerly, trying to exchange a bit of pity by pretending to be pitiful: "Uncle An, I suddenly feel that I am not feeling well and need a good rest."

An Yichu smiled: "No."

On Saturday morning, Li Qing, who was supposed to have a meeting with Zhou, was forced to sit at the desk and do math problems. It would be fine if he knew how to do it, but he still couldn't.

"too difficult."

Li Qing scratched his hair irritably, and then stopped when he made his fairly neat hair look like a chicken coop, then lay down on the table and looked sideways at An Yichu.

"Uncle An, I won't do it."

The voice was soft, as if she was coquettish.

An Yichu raised his eyebrows, and glanced at the paper. Half an hour later, Li Qing did five multiple-choice questions, and he got none of them right, all of them were wrong.

"You're very good." An Yichu pinched Li Qing's earlobe and clicked his tongue: "It's amazing to be able to avoid all the correct answers."

Li Qing lowered his head in embarrassment. In terms of learning, he is indeed very poor. This is a fact.

"Hey, how do you say I should punish you?"

An Yichu squeezed his paper and stretched it, then curled up his fingers and flicked a corner of the paper: "Strict teachers produce outstanding students, I should be stricter with you

It is. ”

Li Qing: "???"

"...Otherwise," Li Qing licked his lips and whispered, "Otherwise, if you make a wrong question, you'll fuck me once?"

An Yichu tapped his forehead with his fingers, and smiled: "Why do you think it's so beautiful?"

"Then what do you mean by punishment?" Li Qing said a little self-destructively: "Anyway, you can do anything except touch me. Sex is an indispensable part of love. You can't help but satisfy me."

An Yichu was speechless, Li Qing's words were so reasonable that he couldn't think of a rebuttal.

"Touch you." An Yichu paused, and said, "Then just type in a wrong question."

"Slap me?" Li Qing frowned: "How can I be beaten in the palm of my hand by how old I am? No! You are domestic violence!"

"No palm." An Yichu raised the tail of his eyes slightly, with an obvious smile.

Li Qing stared at him, feeling more and more that An Yichu must have some bad idea, and his smile was too treacherous.

Where else can you hit if you don't hit the palm of your hand?

Li Qing thought for a while, maybe his mind was not very straight, and a flash of inspiration came to his mind, and he thought of another possibility.

"!"

Li Qing suddenly widened his eyes.

"You, you don't think, think..."

An Yichu showed his fox tail, and smiled maliciously: "You got five questions wrong."

"I do not!"

Li Qing turned around and ran, just took a step before being hugged back by the waist, An Yichu let him lie on his lap, pressed his struggling hands, "Where do you want to run?"

"Old rascal, let go of me!!!" Li Qing was pressed on his legs, struggling and thrashing hard: "I want to sue you! Sue you for domestic violence!"

"Old rascal? Huh?" An Yichu was amused by him, repeated the address word by word, licked his teeth, and said, "Call me husband when I'm in bed, and old rascal when I get out of bed? Darling, that's terrible." no."

"Bah! You're an old rascal!"

Li Qing was exhausted, turned his head and stared at An Yichu viciously: "You, if you dare to hit me, I will divorce you!"

Li Qing can accept being beaten on the bed, after all, it's fun, of course, how can it stimulate the other party.But it's different now, what a shame!

"Huh? Divorce?"

An Yichu clicked his tongue, raised his hand and slapped it down, the sound was quite loud.

"Divorce? Don't even think about it!"

Accompanied by the slight pain, Li Qing was stunned, and his face quickly turned bright red.

Li Qing was going crazy: "You, you...!!!"

"This is your punishment for saying something wrong." An Yichu pressed his waist and said with a smile: "There are five more."

"!"

After five blows, An Yichu let go of Li Qing's hand, and just as he let go, he was slapped by his little wife.

Li Qing jumped off his lap, pointed at him, his voice trembling: "You, you..."

The boy's face is not only red, but his ears, neck, and everything that is exposed to the outside are dyed pink, even the ends of his eyes are not spared.

"Okay..."

An Yichu's heart skipped a beat, thinking it was bad.

Play big.

The little wife was angry.

"You hit me!" Li Qingjue complained with her lips pursed, and a layer of water vapor quickly gathered in her eyes, as if she could cry out in the next second: "You still hit me so hard! An Yichu panicked, "Baby, I, don't you!" Cry, I was wrong. "

Li Qing bit her lip, tears fell silently.

"Don't cry," An Yichu raised his hand, trying to wipe his tears, but was avoided, "Baby, I really know I was wrong."

Li Qing: "You are not sincere! Perfunctory!"

An Yichu: "I didn't! I swear, I really know I was wrong!"

Li Qing: "I don't believe it! You are just perfunctory!"

An Yichu: "I didn't! I'm sincere!"

Li Qing continued to cry and ignored him.

"Hey, don't cry." An Yichu felt distressed: "You can beat me and scold me, but don't cry, okay?"

Li Qing sniffed: "Kneel down!"

President An Da knelt faster than last time, with too much force, and made a heavy muffled sound.

Li Qing: "..."

"I'm kneeling." An Yichu continued to coax Li Qing: "Be good, don't cry, okay?"

Li Qing gritted his teeth: "You write a guarantee letter!"

"?" An Yichu didn't realize it: "What? What guarantee letter?"

Li Qing grabbed a piece of paper from the table, took a pen and put it in front of An Yichu, and said, "Write it, and I promise you will never hit me again!" Good!Write! "

An Yichu readily agreed.

On the contrary, Li Qing was stunned, he didn't expect An Yichu to agree so happily.

President Anda was writing while thinking: Isn’t it just a letter of guarantee? It’s another matter to write it down. Whether it will be done is another matter. Anyway, when you quarrel, it’s right to follow the wife. Besides.

An Yichu knelt on the ground, finished writing the promise against the chair, and put down his pen.

"It's finished."

Li Qing went over to read it, and it was indeed written like that... Eh, wait a minute.

Li Qing stared blankly at the last sentence of the letter of guarantee.

"Except in bed!"

"This sentence!" Li Qing slapped the paper on the chair, pointing to the last sentence: "Strike out!"

"No." An Yichu refused straight away, and quickly explained before Li Qing could speak: "You like this very much in bed, I can feel it."

Li Qing: "..."

Li Qing didn't want to talk to An Yichu.

An Yichu hugged Li Qing's leg, and rubbed his face against his knee: "Hey, can I get up?"

"Get up."

Li Qing took the letter of guarantee and walked to the desk, found out the tape, and pasted the paper on the desk.

"Just post it here." After Li Qing finished posting, he turned around and raised his hand to poke An Yichu's chest: "Let you watch it, so as to save you from getting old and forgetting with a bad memory."

An? How old? Yichu: "..."

"Don't tear it up!" Li Qing stared at him, "You wrote it yourself, you must do it!"

"Okay!" An Yichu nodded vigorously, fearing that Li Qing would not believe him, he raised his hand and swore: "Never tear it up! Absolutely do it!"

Only then was Li Qing satisfied, he snorted softly, raised his chin, sat down on the chair and continued to work on the problem.

An Yichu hugged him from behind, kissed his earlobe, and said in a hoarse voice, "Sir, can we continue tutoring now?"

Li Qing was suddenly picked up like this, and his sensitive earlobe was lightly tapped again, the hairs all over his body were about to stand on end, a burst of numbness spread to his limbs along the place touched by An Yichu, causing trembling.

"Continue, continue..."

Started tutoring, President An automatically brought into the role, and said with a low smile: "Come on, Teacher An will teach you."

An Yichu explained the five questions carefully to Li Qing step by step, for fear that he might not understand something.

"Do you understand?" An Yichu tapped the pen on the table: "What else do you not understand?"

"No more." An Yichu spoke in such detail, Li Qing felt that if he didn't understand, then he might really be a fool: "Understood."

"Okay, do it yourself."

An Yichu covered the steps he wrote with the test paper and asked Li Qing to do it again.

In a few minutes, Li Qing finished it with clear steps, just like what An Yichu taught him.

"Very good." Teacher An was very satisfied.

Li Qing turned his head to look at him, his eyes sparkled: "Teacher An, is there any reward?"

"Yes!" An Yichu nodded: "There must be!"

Under Li Qing's expectant eyes, An Yichu clicked on the test paper: "I reward you for doing a few more questions."

Li Qing: "..."

"Do it quickly." An Yichu rubbed his hair, ignored his resentful eyes, and said, "After finishing this test paper, we'll go out to watch a movie."

"Can't we do it tomorrow?" Li Qing tried to discuss.

"No." An Yichu directly refused: "There is still homework for tomorrow."

"..." Li Qingsheng had nothing to love: "You vicious capitalist!"

The author has something to say

-Xiaoqing: Kneel down!

Mr. An: OK!

So Mr. An knelt between Li Qing's legs all night.

- Love Mud Meng (//V//)