Professor, you got it wrong

Shang Luyan waited for Jian Bailian for 10 minutes in the parking lot.

During the period, I have nothing to do, just play with the red rope.

The rope is not long, it is wrapped around the wrist in a circle, the size is suitable.

He didn't doubt Gong Chuyang's words.

Because such a broken rope will not make the other party lie.

But he really had no recollection that he ever had this rope.

Just as he was thinking, Jian Bailian came.

Shang Luyan opened the co-pilot's door and got into the car, fastened his seat belt and said, "I thought you were going to a meeting, and you came down so late."

"Sorry," Jian Bailian leaned over and kissed his neck, "I didn't know you were waiting for me."

Shang Luyan's ears felt hot.

Then he cleared his throat and pretended to turn his head to look out the window.

Jian Bailian looked at his rearview mirror, and when she looked back, she paused on his wrist and asked, "This red rope?"

"Gong Chuyang gave it back to me," Shang Luyan flipped with his index finger, "He said it was mine."

Jian Bai stayed silent, and suddenly asked: "Do you still remember who gave it to you?"

who sent it?

Shang Luyan frowned slightly, and stared at the slightly old red rope for a while, but he really had no impression, "Forgot."

He shrugged, "Maybe it's my grandma, she believes in these more."

Jian Bailian didn't speak, pulled his hand out of the car window back, started the engine and started driving.

Samoyeds need to take a bath once a week.

Because Shang Luyan gave it milk last night, its hair was covered with milk foam.

As soon as Jian Bailian opened the door, Samoyed ran over to hug his leg.

Then Professor Jian smelled the smell of overnight milk, and immediately asked Shang Luyan to take it to the bathroom to take a bath.

Samoyed knew that he was rejected, and was so wronged that he barked.

It was the first time for Shang Luyan to bathe a dog. He had no experience, so he put a large tank of water in the bathtub and rubbed the Samoyed's tail.

"Come on, Jiuyang, let's take a bath."

The Samoyed was lying on the carpet, with the dog's head sticking out to see Jian Bailian who was cooking in the kitchen.

His eyes were sad and sad.

Obviously still brooding over the master's dislike.

Shang Luyan yelled a few times and it ignored him.

There was no other way, Shang Luyan had no choice but to half pick up the fat and strong silly dog ​​and put it in the bathtub.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the Samoyed touched the water, he immediately thumped like crazy.

"Wow woof woof..."

Shang Luyan was afraid that it would drown if it continued to thump, so he quickly let go of most of the water.

In the end, the dog was washed clean, and Shang Luyan's clothes were also useless.

Wet and dripping water, just like fished out of the water.

Shang Luyan took two towels, one for himself and the other for the dog, simultaneously.

Jian Bailian finished cooking and walked over to take a look, as if she had raised two puppies.

He pulled up the one he liked the most, took off Shang Luyan's wet and heavy coat, touched his wet hair and said, "Don't wipe it, go up and change."

Shang Luyan was too lazy, he didn't unpack the luggage he had packed before.

There is only one set of pajamas that I took out, and now I don't have to wear them at night.

"No more."

He tugged at the slightly wet sweater, trying to get away with it, "This one will dry quickly."

Jian Bailian didn't speak, and looked at him quietly with dark and cold eyes behind the lens.

Shang Luyan was so watched that the thorns all over his body could not stand up, so he finally surrendered and went upstairs.

All his luggage was packed in the guest bedroom, and every box was neatly stacked, including the things packed and sent from the merchant before.

Shang Luyan scanned a few courier boxes at random, and found that the receiving addresses above were all the current house.

That is to say, when Jian Bailian followed him back to the business, she had already made plans to bring him back to live together.

Professor Jane is really unpredictable.

Shang Luyan dug out a set of home clothes, and took out all the things he needed by the way.

He stood in the space behind the bookshelf and changed his clothes. When he turned his eyes, he realized that there was something strange about this guest bedroom.

There is another door ahead.

Because the color is almost integrated with the wall, the door looks very mysterious.

Shang Luyan walked over and touched the doorknob like a ghost.

There was dust on the doorknob, and it stuck a bit when turning, like it was rusted.

Due to the intrusion of outsiders, the dust flowing in the air was turbidly broken.

Shang Luyan's heart beat a little fast, and he plunged into it like an animal that couldn't wait to explore.

The room was empty, the light was very dim, and a stack of square boards was placed in the innermost corner.

Shang Luyan looked around and found a drawing board in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Because the room was too dark, he thought it was a few sticks at first glance.

Shang Luyan walked over and saw a sketch on the drawing board.

The color of the pencil is very pale and looks like it has aged.

The whole piece of paper was clean, except for a profile face drawn in the middle.

It is still a very rough profile of the painter.

Shang Luyan touched the yellowed drawing paper and looked carefully for a long time before he recognized who the profile face on the painting was.

is himself.

Or rather, my younger self.

Shang Luyan stretched out his hand and rubbed the small mole on the mandible of the man in the painting with his fingertips.

In a daze, he seemed to hear the person in the painting asking: Brother Jian, are you okay?

Shang Luyan's heart beat a little faster, his fingers didn't notice for a while, and he scratched the drawing paper too hard.

Just at this time, there was a barking sound from the Samoyed downstairs.

Shang Luyan seemed to wake up suddenly, stroked the drawing paper twice with his fingertips in a panic, then turned around and went downstairs immediately.

Downstairs, the hot meals are already on the table.

Jian Bailian noticed that Shang Luyan's fingers were dirty, held it up and looked at it, and guessed it without much effort.

"See the paintings in the guest bedroom studio?"

Shang Luyan didn't expect to be exposed so quickly, so he raised his eyes and looked carefully.

Seeing that Jian Bailian didn't seem angry, he nodded.

"Go and wash your hands." Jian Bailian patted his head.

Shang Luyan hesitated to speak, but finally couldn't help asking him: "Did I call you Brother Jian before?"

Brother Jane is too far away.

For a moment, Jian Bailian thought he was hallucinating.

Holding Shang Luyan's wrist in a daze for a long time, he finally regained his composure, restrained the strength of his fingertips, and asked softly, "You remember?"

"I am not sure......"

Fearing that Jian Bailian would be more hopeful and disappointed, Shang Luyan immediately explained: "I just vaguely feel this way."

"Professor, take me to see a psychiatrist."

Maybe it was the omega with rotten glands that I met today, or Xing Nan's guess that he was one of the test subjects earlier, Shang Luyan suddenly felt panicked.

Desperately, he wanted to remember something about his split.

Shang Luyan: "Let's go tomorrow, okay?"

It was rare that he was willing to take the initiative to treat him, so Jian Bailian would naturally not refuse.

"Okay," Jian Bailian promised him, "I'll take you there after class tomorrow."

"Ah."

After dinner, Shang Luyan asked Jian Bailian to borrow the study.

He hasn't touched the computer recently, and left behind a lot of designs.

Although Jian Bailian's computer does not have the design software he usually uses, it is better configured well.

After trying to reinstall it for a while, Shang Luyan quickly started working.

twelve o'clock in the evening.

It took nearly four hours to complete all the orders, and Shang Lu Yanbi sent emails one by one.

Seeing that it was getting late, he quickly took a shower, dried his hair and went back to the room.

Jian Bailian is an old man who takes care of his health and has to go to bed at eleven o'clock every night.

Shang Luyan was afraid of waking him up, but when the door opened, he saw Professor Jian sitting at the head of the bed, watching a video on an ipad with an earphone hanging.

Shang Luyan walked over, and asked casually when lifting the quilt: "Professor, what are you looking at?"

Jian Bai has gold-rimmed glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose, with a cold and indifferent expression, "Teaching video."

Shang Luyan remembered the documentaries he watched in class, and couldn't help curling his lips, "What's so interesting about that kind of stuff."

He climbed onto the bed, and before he lay down, an earphone was suddenly handed over to his eyes.

Jian Bailian said: "Sit down and watch together."

Shang Luyan blinked blankly, and then muttered reluctantly, "No need, I'll just watch it with my classmates tomorrow."

Unmoved, Jian Bailian raised her eyelids and looked at him quietly.

A few seconds later, Shang Luyan compromised.

"Okay, okay, can't I take the class seriously? Thank you Professor for your personal tutoring... I, what are you looking at?!"

As soon as the earphones were plugged into the ears, the intense panting immediately filled all Shang Luyan's sense of hearing.

It was only when the probe scanned the unrestrained actions of the two men in the video that Shang Luyan realized what the teaching video was.

"Jane Bailian, you can do it!"

Shang Luyan got a little excited, and took the initiative to lean over and watch together next to Jian Bailian.

Ten minutes later, Shang Luyan's face was red, and the roots of his ears were congested.

With his fingers softly picking at the strap of Jian Bailian's nightgown, he couldn't help raising his wet eyes, and asked unsteadily, "What kind of teaching video are you talking about?"

A hint of white peach oolong quietly merged into the air.

Jian Bai held the side of Shang Luyan's face, rubbing the sweat on his temples with his thumb, "AO breeding teaching video."

屮!

Shang Luyan's chest heaved violently, and the fine sweat on his forehead had soaked his temples.

However, the sound in the video was still hitting his eardrums through the earphones, rippling and grinding.

The white peach oolong in the air is getting stronger and stronger.

Shang Luyan licked his lips, feeling that he didn't hesitate when he came, he lifted the hem of his clothes and rolled it up to his chin, doing what he had promised Jian Bailian during the day.

Jian Bailian put down the tablet and watched all his movements intently.

It's like enjoying the most aesthetic art film in the world.

Occasionally, seeing Shang Luyan's teeth clenched too tightly, Jian Bailian leaned forward and drew out the other's panting while kissing.

The patch of moonlight pouring in through the window gradually became smaller and gradually became a point.

Shang Luyan was sweating profusely lying on the soft quilt, like a tired puppy, his body heaving violently.

Jian Bailian pulled him into his arms, touched his sweat-soaked back with his slightly cool palm, and said in a gentle tone as if coaxing a child, "This is the best fuck I've ever seen."

Shang Luyan wasn't embarrassed when he was messing around, but when he heard him speak, he wanted to find a way to find a way.

"It's almost... You still have to rate me, don't you? Pervert."

"Okay, don't say it."

Jian Bailian kissed his wet shoulder, then lifted him up and walked to the bathroom.

Shang Luyan struggled weakly all over, looking upside down at the stained marks on the quilt and the clothes and pants scattered at the foot of the bed, couldn't help but tugged at Jian Bailian's nightgown.

"Professor, don't you make the bed?"

He complained in a low voice, "I don't want to be covered with a quilt that smells like **."

"Not urgent."

Jian Bailian patted his white buttocks, "Take care of you first."

Shang Luyan: "..."

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