After helping the protagonist escape from the lunatic, I was targeted [Through the Book]

Shen Luyang glanced at the timetable posted on the corner of the table. Today, the English teacher is not at school due to business, so he switched teams with them.

So in the evening, he and Xie Weihan answered questions.

Xie Weihan returned to the office a few minutes before the evening self-study class.

Shen Luyang was leaning against the window and looking at the mountains and small places to observe the students on the playground. When he heard the movement, he turned around quickly. He had gone through the prepared question at least eighty or ninety times in his mind, and he spoke with confidence.

"Mr. Xie, why did you go? I haven't come back for most of the day."

There were only the two of them in the office, Xie Weihan loosened his tie with one hand, and laughed a little tiredly when he heard the words: "We have a meeting, there will be an open class after the November holiday, and the time is tight."

Shen Luyang turned around and watched him sit down, pretending to casually ask: "Where is the meeting?"

Xie Weihan didn't seem to notice something was wrong, he answered every question: "Art building."

Shen Luyang's heart skipped a beat.

Duan Chen also drove out of the school directly after leaving the art building. The meeting of those two people was actually a coincidence?

Originally, Mr. Xie didn't think about it, but Duan Chen accidentally hit the gun.

Shen Luyang pressed his chest and was extremely moved.

Teacher Xie really values ​​him as a friend, so he can't let Teacher Xie down.

I don't know how long the world line disorder caused by Xie Weihan's severe injury to Duan Chen will last. Whether the "competition for favor" plan is reliable or not, he himself has to observe carefully, watching Mr. Xie...

The evening study bell rang, Shen Luyang returned to his seat and took an apple, kicked the desk, the computer chair slid back and leaned against Xie Weihan's desk.

He stretched out his hand handsomely: "Don't thank the teacher for eating apples?"

Xie Weihan untied his tie and put it on the table. One of the lights in the office was broken, and the slightly dim light shone on Choli's lazy face, which was inexplicably soft. Unexplainable sexy, unobtrusive temptation.

Shen Luyang's throat was a little dry.

Xie Weihan didn't seem to notice, took the apple, and hooked the corner of his mouth in a gentle and comfortable way: "Thank you."

"You're welcome," Shen Luyang glanced at the corner of his table, pointed, and changed the subject 180 degrees, "These two pots of prickly pear grow really well!"

Gently pressing the apple stalk with his fingertips, Xie Weihan only glanced at it before looking away, his eyes fell on his face, and his voice was low and warm: "Like it?"

Shen Luyang nodded, recalling his previous achievements: "But I can't keep the plants alive, and the cactus and prickly pears are also in a mess. In the end, I can only give it away and let others save it."

Xie Weihan pondered for a moment, his eyes flicked across Shen Luyang's annoyed face, and he suddenly smiled: "Do you often water it?"

"Yes," Shen Luyang touched the thorn with his hand, and was shocked when he heard the words, "How do you know? The soil dried up within a day, and I was afraid it would die of drought...I don't think I watered it very often, it drowned ?”

Xie Weihan propped his chin with one hand, relaxed his shoulders, and looked at him with his mouth hooked, earnestly and kindly: "If you want to raise a plant well, you have to study what it likes and what it doesn't like, and sometimes, make it 'short of water' appropriately, There will be unexpected surprises."

Shen Luyang clenched his right fist and tapped on the palm of his left, suddenly realized: "I'm going to buy a pot after get off work tomorrow, this time I insist on watering it once a week!"

Just as he was talking, there were two knocks on the door.

Shen Luyang didn't move, leaned against Xie Weihan's table and turned his head: "Come in."

A small head came in from outside the door, and Zhan Jingmiao came in, Xian Wenwen said hello to Xie Weihan quietly: "Hello, Teacher Xie."

Xie Weihan nodded.

Then the people who squeezed in were beyond Shen Luyang's expectations - Xiang Lei, Peng Jun, Ding Yifan, Li Shenyu.

Shen Luyang let out a "huh" and looked at them in surprise: "Are you looking for me or for your teacher Xie?"

Looking back while talking, he whispered to Xie Weihan not at all softly: "Mr. Xie, if they all come to you, I will be sad."

Xie Weihan glanced at a few students indifferently, laughed indulgently, and said in a low voice, "Then what if they all came to look for you?"

This is really an answer that had never been imagined.

Shen Luyang thought for two seconds, and waved to Peng Jun with a bright smile: "Peng Jun, who are you four looking for?"

Peng Jun: "..."

Such an embarrassing question, why ask him!

Zhan Jingmiao looked around and bravely solved the problem for Teacher Shen.

"I'm looking for Teacher Xie." She said.

Shen Luyang raised his eyebrows, and joked: "Don't let Teacher Shen's physics go, my door is always open."

Then continue to look behind her: "Peng Jun? How can you be distracted while standing?"

Peng Jun's face turned red, and he finally said, "Looking for you."

Shen Luyang couldn't hold back his joy: "You didn't want to comfort me, did you? I feel guilty for bearing the humiliation on this face."

Peng Jun lost his temper and turned to leave.

Shen Luyang hurriedly shouted: "Hey hey hey, the teacher is joking with you, come here, do you have spicy strips?"

Peng Jun paused and turned back in humiliation.

For the sake of spicy strips.

Shen Luyang: "Great harvest, thank you for your hard work!"

Xie Weihan took out a pen, the corners of his lips curled up, and his eyes were deep: "Mr. Shen is too."

The four of them had a lot of questions about Peng Jun, and the remaining three asked two questions before running away to do other homework.

Shen Luyang looked at Peng Jun who was sitting beside him struggling, and poked him on the forehead with a pen.

Peng Jun exploded immediately, and turned to stare at him: "What are you doing?"

Shen Luyang didn't care, and leaned forward to cover his mouth, but asked in a serious voice: "Are you embarrassed to come alone, let them come and accompany you for a cutscene?"

He pointed to Li Shenyu and the others with his chin.

Peng Jun exhausted his patience and shame, looked down at the questions written by his pen, and said impatiently: "No, whether they like to come or not has something to do with me."

"Hey, how do you say swear words?" Shen Luyang wrote a few steps of the correct answer on the paper, pushed it in front of him, and chatted: "Are you busy during the eleventh holiday?"

Peng Jun looked at him vigilantly: "What are you doing?"

"What kind of eyes are you looking at?" Shen Luyang clicked with a hurt expression, "The teacher wants to ask you, if you are not busy, you can come to my house, I will make up for you, you read what you wrote, and talk to me Like a stray cat."

While thinking about making up lessons, Peng Jun disliked Mr. Shen's bizarre metaphor.

"The cat is Sanhua," Shen Luyang explained to him thoughtfully, "the strokes here and there are like Sanhua's hair."

Peng Jun: "..."

Fuck!

Peng Jun squeezed the pen, and frowned: "I don't have time."

"Forget it," Shen Luyang didn't force it, "but you really don't have to save me money and time. The teacher is very rich. I sold it badly before hoping that you wouldn't embarrass me, a weak and poor physics teacher. It's useless, I have a showdown, I'm rich."

He looked at Peng Jun: "You can call me anytime you have time, don't be shy."

The little emotions in Peng Jun's heart suddenly exploded, and the patience accumulated in the first half of the year was exhausted in just two weeks.

Now look, there are signs of overdraft!

After the evening self-study ended, Shen Luyang asked, "Are your five families far from the school?"

The four boys shook their heads, and Zhan Jingmiao said that she wanted to take a taxi back alone.

"Is there no school bus?" Shen Luyang looked at her.

Zhan Jingmiao packed her schoolbag: "I'm the only student at my house, and the school bus doesn't pick it up."

Shen Luyang looked at her with a frown. Just a little girl, he would be knocked out at once: "Take a taxi by yourself so late every day?"

Zhan Jingmiao: "Most of the time my dad picks me up, but today he has something to do and can't come. It's okay, Mr. Shen. I'll take a taxi and take a picture of the license plate number."

Shen Luyang put on his coat: "Then you come with me, I'll see you off, isn't it scary for a little girl to take a taxi in the middle of the night?"

Zhan Jingmiao didn't refuse for a second, and looked at him with bright eyes: "I'm going to take a Porsche?"

"You want to take a taxi," Shen Luyang said happily, "I didn't come by car."

"Let's go in my car," Xie Weihan stood behind him at some point, "By the way."

Adhering to the spirit of "our relationship is already in place", Shen Luyang called Zhan Jingmiao to rub Xie Weihan's car together without any burden.

Shen Luyang sat in the co-pilot, Zhan Jingmiao was behind.

Shen Luyang gently sniffed the faint scent of red wine in the air—it was perfume, which was different from Xie Weihan's pheromone, but it still gave him a sense of intimacy.

Zhan Jingmiao was very obsessed with that 911: "Mr. Shen, why don't you drive?"

First, he had a fight with Duan Chen early in the morning, and then he learned that the world line was out of order, so he worked overtime for an evening self-study, Shen Luyang leaned tiredly on the back of his chair, and lazily said: "It's so tiring to drive, and the car is so comfortable. "

Xie Weihan sent Zhan Jingmiao off first, watched her go upstairs, turned on the lights, waved his hand on the balcony, and then left.

Turning his head again, Shen Luyang did not know when, leaning against him and fell asleep.

The sleeping face was displayed in front of an S-class Alpha defenselessly, breathing evenly and sleeping soundly.

Xie Weihan turned up the temperature inside the car and stopped in front of the red light smoothly.

Tilting his head, the warm smile that had been hanging on the corner of his lips gradually expanded, his lazy eyes narrowed slightly, and he reached out and pressed Shen Luyang's lips.

Sleeping soundly was disturbed, Shen Luyang raised his hand and grabbed the culprit, sniffed, and did not move.

The red light at the intersection was too long, Xie Weihan's eyes were dark, his fingertips were gently rubbing against his skin, the scent of red wine pleasantly entangled the sleeping prey, lingered on the side of the neck, but did not invade further.

Gentleman, and dark.

When he was woken up, Shen Luyang thought it was morning, and raised his hand to touch the source of the sound in a daze, wanting to "turn off the alarm clock".

But it touched a soft spot.

He froze for two seconds, opened his eyes and got used to it for a while before he saw the person in front of him clearly—there was no alarm clock, what he touched was Xie Weihan's lips.

Withdrawing his hand as if electrocuted, Shen Luyang's Adam's apple rolled, and the fingertips hidden by his side that caused trouble unconsciously pushed away, and his voice was a little hoarse when he just woke up: "Mr. Xie?"

Xie Weihan lightly pressed his fingers on the place he touched, and the corners of his lips slightly curled up: "It's here."

Shen Luyang looked out the window, it was his community.

When we went to eat at Xie Weihan's house last time, the two exchanged addresses.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Shen Luyang felt that his throat was extremely dry, and the tip of his tongue was itchy, and he licked the tip of his teeth.

thirsty for blood...

"I actually fell asleep." Trying to ignore the abnormality in his body, Shen Luyang glanced over Xie Weihan's Adam's apple under the alternation of light and dark. After a pause, he grabbed the car door and didn't dare to look into the other person's eyes, "Teacher Xie, go back and pay attention to safety." .”

Xie Weihan gave a soft "um", and approached suddenly, his slender and cold fingers slid across his neck, helping him straighten his collar.

When the two were closest to each other, they raised their eyes to look into his eyes, smiling: "Good night, Yangyang."

……

Shen Luyang returned home non-stop, threw away his schoolbag and coat, and went straight to the bathroom.

Is he crazy, actually looked at Teacher Xie's face... and reacted.

In the bathroom, Shen Luyang flushed cold water in embarrassment, his reason did not allow him to solve the problem in another way.

Because now his mind is full of Xie Weihan!

He didn't seem to have slept in the car, but had a blast in the car.

Before going to bed, Shen Luyang comforted himself, maybe it was the red wine-scented perfume on the car, which reminded him of two overly pleasant experiences...