The teacher is a fish

"Qian Yangzun, it's so late and you still haven't rested. Could it be that you are waiting for me?" Shen Qingshu put down the book in his hand, and when he looked up, he saw a person sitting leisurely on the window with his legs swinging and his chin in hand.

Behind him is a bright moon and a vast expanse of red maple.

Hong Feng was behind him, whistling and floating, and her heroic voice was like a song like a song, like a raging flame, which made Shen Qingshu feel a little dazed: "...ask knowingly."

Hearing this, Jiang Shuyin raised his head proudly, his intoxicating eyes were like stars in the sky.His smile is very sincere, showing a row of white teeth all day long, like a child, his tone of voice has a slight coquettish feeling: "I know you care about me!"

Under the light of a bean, there is a person who is waiting for him no matter how late he is, thinking of him.

This feeling made Jiang Shuyin's heart warm and full.

Looking at the white and clean figure under the lamp, Jiang Shuyin tilted his head and stared at him carefully.It's hard to believe, but he's really back with him now.

Seeing his bright eyes, Shen Qingshu looked at him without blinking, and couldn't help asking: "What are you looking at?"

Jiang Shuyin pointed to the bright moon outside the window, and said in a joyful tone, "Hey, Lord Qianyang, you are the bright moon in my heart, just like it."

Shen Qingshu glanced at the bright moon: "Why is it the bright moon instead of the sun?"

Jiang Shuyin said: "Although the sun shines all over the earth, its light is warm and beautiful, but every time I look up, it hurts my eyes and makes people dare not look at it. But the bright moon is different, bright and gentle, tender like water, like a bright moon The snow-white sword light cuts through the boundless darkness and illuminates the road ahead for people."

"Although its light is hazy, it makes people feel at ease. It's not like sunlight. It's too cold if it's less, and it's too hot if it's more." As he spoke, he paused slightly: "So, you are the one in my heart." the moon."

Without waiting for Shen Qingshu to speak, Jiang Shuyin patted himself on the chest: "As for me, I am the stars all over the sky, following you and surrounding you every moment, appearing and ending at the same time."

Shen Qingshu smiled and commented: "Slick tongue."

Jiang Shu said with a smile: "So what if you are glib, as long as someone likes to listen."

Smiling and laughing, he suddenly put on a straight face, serious and troubled: "Qian Yang Zun, I'll ask you a question."

Shen Qingshu said: "What?"

Jiang Shuyin said: "Do you still remember the little fortune-teller we met in Qingming Temple? Well, how should I put it, I think the wedding night or something is a very important time in a person's life. I, I... Let me make an analogy, if you marry me, I just mean if, will you, will you kick me off?"

This time Shen Qingshu was silent for a long time, and those clear and bright eyes stared at him quietly, making Jiang Shuyin's heart flutter, and some cold sweat slowly oozes from his forehead.

"Uh," Jiang Shuyin was embarrassed, staggered his eyes, and didn't dare to look at him: "If you really don't want to answer, it doesn't matter, just pretend that I didn't say anything..."

Shen Qingshu still didn't speak, and couldn't help but make Jiang Shuyin feel uneasy.

At this moment, Shen Qingshu smiled lightly, pursed his lips and said, "I just thought about it, this question depends on the situation."

Jiang Shuyin raised his eyes: "Look at the situation?"

Shen Qingshu nodded and raised his eyebrows: "Yes, it depends on the situation."

"Then, under what circumstances would you kick me?" Jiang Shuyin pricked up his ears.

Shen Qingshu said quietly: "I don't know either, it depends on your mood."

"Look, look at your mood..." Jiang Shuyin murmured, sitting on the window and staring blankly for a long, long time.

Shen Qingshu only lit a small candlestick, the candle flame flickered faintly, flickering on and off, he put both hands on the table, and gently tucked into his snow-white sleeves.Compared with Jiang Shuyin, Shen Qingshu's hands are slightly smaller. People always say that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. In this respect, even Jiang Shuyin is not exempt - those hands are quite beautiful no matter how you look at them.

After staring for a while, Shen Qingshu seemed to notice his gaze, and his slender hands couldn't help shrinking slightly.

So, Jiang Shuyin's eyes turned to his moist lips again, with a serious and serious expression, staring closely.

Uncomfortable being watched by him, Shen Qingshu lowered his eyebrows and turned his head: "What are you looking at?"

Jiang Shuyin was silent for a long time, so long that Shen Qingshu thought that he would not answer, so he said softly in a hoarse voice: "Qianyang Zun."

Shen Qingshu trembled a little when he heard his voice, and when he turned around, he saw that his dark eyes were a little moist.

Jiang Shuyin opened his mouth, fell silent a few times, and then said dully: "You hug me."

Shen Qingshu slightly moved his hand tucked into his sleeve, and let out a long sigh.

From then on when he was young, Shen Qingshu could not refuse his request.

But now that they have been separated for a hundred years, it is not only unexpected for him to meet him, but also Shen Qingshu.

Looking at his inexplicably red eyes on the wooden window, Shen Qingshu felt a pain in his heart, slowly got up from the stool, and walked towards him slowly.Jiang Shuyin looked up at him, who was close at hand, and watched him stretch out a hand, gently stroking a strand of hair from the side of his face.

In the end, she bent down and gently embraced him in her arms...

Buried in his arms, Jiang Shuyin took a deep breath of the faint fragrance of peach blossoms on his body, and finally turned his back on him, locking him firmly in his arms!

Shen Qingshu was hugged in his arms, he was strangled a little out of breath, but before he could say anything, the man suddenly picked him up by the waist and rushed straight to the inner room.

The windows of the back room were blown open by the wind, and a faint ray of moon flowed into the room, and the red curtains all over the bed fluttered vividly, like a festive bridal chamber during a big wedding.

Jiang Shuyin hugged Shen Qingshu and carefully placed him in the red tent.

Shen Qingshu was lying on his back on the bed, his eyelashes were curled, and the faint moonlight poured on his peaceful face, making him more and more graceful.

He pondered and remained silent, the flawless snow suit was also like a ray of soft and unparalleled moonlight, the red cinnabar between his brows was dazzling, elegant and gentle.

Jiang Shuyin looked at him, holding the wooden bed under him with one hand, and slowly pressed down.The other hand couldn't help wrapping around his waist, saying incoherently: "I, I... I, I..." I think, I like you.No, not right!

--is love!I think, I love you.

Shen Qingshu's brows were a little helpless, his pupils were like scissors, those quiet eyes looked at him silently, suddenly stretched out three thin white fingers, covered his thin and cool lips, and said softly: "Shhh .”

Jiang Shuyin was really stunned.

Looking at his ignorant eyes, Shen Qingshu's hand covering his lips changed to pinch his chin, and gently pressed it down.Finally got up, like a dragonfly in the water, and put a gentle kiss on his cool lips.

As soon as the kiss fell and before he left, Shen Qingshu obviously felt Jiang Shuyin's whole body startled.

Then, as if extremely surprised, her beautiful eyes widened.

Shen Qingshu: "..."

In the end, Jiang Shuyin returned to his residence, although he didn't know how he got back.

After returning, he helped himself take off his clothes and boots in a daze, and lay down on the bed under the quilt as usual—afterwards, he stared all night.

In the early morning of the next day, everyone found that the famous leader of the West Pole was a little strange.

In the morning, when Xie Lixin sent someone to bring rice porridge for dessert, Jiang Shuyin sat at the table just like everyone else, even though Xiao Yu was lying beside him and waving a small hand in front of his eyes, he didn't care.

When it was time to eat, he was distracted... No, he didn't come back to his senses, picked up a small spoon to scoop up the porridge, but fed it into his nose, causing Xiao Yu, who was sitting opposite him, to spray Yu Sirun all over.

It even attracted Shen Zijun's sideways glances at the other end.

And then staring, obediently sitting in the hall without moving for a whole day.

Seeing this, Xiao Yu doubted, "Xie Lixin, tell me the truth, what did you guys talk about last night to make him look like this?"

Even Yu Sirun, who has always been indifferent and cherishes words like gold, couldn't help but said: "What did you do to him? It's better to stop making trouble and let him return to normal."

"I swear, I didn't do anything!" Xie Lixin was quite depressed. They didn't say anything yesterday. Instead, he asked him to thoroughly investigate what happened back then, and asked him to personally remove his unhealed scars, which were hard and bloody. Torn apart, he didn't get a good rest after a troubled night.

How come the next day, it's him who seemed to have nothing wrong with him last night?

Could it be... Xie Lixin lowered his head and thought: Could it be that his generosity yesterday was just pretending, but he is the one whose scars are not healed?

Shen Zijun on the other side clasped his arms and glanced at the stupefied Jiang Shuyin, and said to Shen Qingshu quite satisfied: "I think it's pretty good that he's like this."

"..." Shen Qingshu turned his face away calmly.

At last it was evening.

Jiang Shuyin was still in a daze, but when Shen Zijun walked past him, he suddenly jumped up, picked up Shen Zijun and threw it a few times, cheering ecstatically.

Then she firmly caught the falling Shen Zijun, hugged him vigorously, kissed him on the face for a while, then put him on the ground, took his hand and circled happily in the hall.

In the end, under the terrified eyes of everyone, he walked out of the hall laughing and jumping, happily muttering: "Qianyang Zun~Qianyang Zun~Qianyang Zun~"

Shen Qingshu: "..."

Shen Zijun: "..."

Xie Lixin: "..."

Lin Huaijun: "..."

Yu Sirun: "..."

Xiao Yu: "..."

Seeing his stalwart back disappear before everyone's eyes, Xiao Yu turned his head tremblingly, and tremblingly said: "Qian, Qianyang Zun, you... What did you do to him?"

Shen Zijun also stiffened her neck, covered her face with one hand, and said with a slight twitch at the corner of her mouth, "Master, what did you do to him?"

Seeing everyone's eyes on him, Shen Qingshu was silent for a while, and said flatly: "I was wronged."