Mr. Shen's little boyfriend

Shen Chao's sudden sentence, "be handsomer than me?" Confused He Qiutong, "Huh? What's so handsome?"

"You're not handsome and you still stare at him for so long? You're really disobedient."

He Qiutong was stunned for half a second, following Shen Chao's line of sight and seeing the male waiter leading the way, he realized that Shen Chao was jealous, and couldn't help laughing:

"How can I be disobedient? Teacher Shen said that I would never dare to go west if I go east! Shen Chao is the most handsome man in the world!" Although the waiter is really good-looking.

"You can be poor-mouthed." The furry head was ravaged and messed up, and Shen Chao tidied it up carefully.

The waiter leading the way and pretending to be deaf: "..." I don't want to be the victim of the young couple flirting, run away!

It wasn't until they sat down and started looking through the menu that He Qiutong realized something was wrong.

Why is this gorgeous fairy tale book-like menu with gold hazel and silver outlines full of porridge?

Shen Chao said he would take him to a restaurant, but he thought Shen Chao would take him to eat a man-han feast!

The plates in these pictures are exquisitely arranged and have all kinds of colors... Liwan Tingzi porridge, Tingzi porridge, preserved egg and lean meat porridge, water crab porridge, bonito and peanut porridge...

He Qiutong suddenly looked up at the man who was ordering slowly beside him, and said angrily:

"Didn't you tell me to take me to a restaurant!? What do you call eating porridge!"

No human rights!It's fine to eat lightly at home, but porridge is still served in restaurants.

"This restaurant is delicious, you'll know after eating it." Shen Chao put down the menu, and glanced at him lightly with raised eyebrows, "Besides, you can't eat greasy food these days."

He Qiutong, who was tightly grasped: "...!"

"It's not because of you...I'm too miserable." He Qiutong raised his eyebrows, his ears were still a little red, and he muttered softly while looking at the menu.

Who knows that Shen Chao suddenly approached, "What are you talking about? Did you say something bad about me?"

Then the index finger curled up and scratched the boy's upturned nose, "Okay, in a few days, Mr. Shen will cook you a delicious meal as compensation, okay?"

"It's almost there."

The meal was light, but apart from this, the taste of this gorgeously decorated porridge shop, which does not look like a porridge shop, is indeed beyond reproach, it is extremely delicious.

He Qiutong was still thinking about the big fish and meat in the next few days, so he took Shen Chao to a nearby supermarket to buy some favorite ingredients, and also picked out some nutritious canned meat for the dumplings.

On the way back, Shen Chao revealed to He Qiutong some internal news about the school:

"The school is going to hold a sports meeting. Your counselors haven't notified you yet, have you?"

"Huh? True or false? Lao Liu didn't say anything?"

"I only informed you during today's meeting. It's normal that Lao Liu didn't say anything. Does Tongtong have any projects that you want to participate in?"

"Emmm...running? Running with you every morning should have some effect, right?" He Qiutong propped his chin and thought for a while, "Will there be a basketball game in sports? I'm sure I can do it."

Shen Chao paused, and suddenly laughed, "Do you still remember the basketball court when we met for the first time? At that time, I didn't know who was being bullied."

He Qiutong stalked for a moment, and said stiffly: "At that time, it wasn't because I was in a bad mood! Those yellow hairs couldn't play basketball as well as I did, not only basketball, but fighting as well!"

"Pfft, is it reasonable for you to fight well? But I am proud of you."

-

Before going to bed at night, He Qiutong wiped Shen Chao's hair with an absorbent towel, and the water droplets fell on the back of his hand, making it feel cool.

"It's almost winter, and you still don't like to rub your hair, and you'll get migraines when you get old."

What responded to He Qiutong was a burst of deep laughter and the man's shaking shoulders, which made him angry:

"Don't listen to me!" He Qiutong threw the towel directly on Shen Chao's lap, making a gesture to get out of bed: "I don't care if your hair is wet or not in the future!"

Shen Chao didn't let him jump out of the bed, and with his long arms, he pulled the boy back into his arms:

"Hey, hey - Tongtong wipes my hair, why don't I want it?" After speaking, he folded the towel and handed it to He Qiutong.

"Do you think you are a little housekeeper?" Shen Chao smiled and rubbed the side of the boy's face with his semi-wet hair.

He Qiutong's face was wiped wet by him, and his face was wet. He was very dissatisfied with the title of 'little housekeeper', and just about to refute, the man kissed the corner of his mouth when he raised his head.

The roots of his ears turned red immediately, and he lost most of his momentum. Shen Chao came over and pinched the back of the young man's neck again, and He Qiutong lost his temper instantly.

There was trouble, but in the end Shen Chao obediently lowered his head and asked him to dry his hair.

He Qiutong originally wanted to go to the bathroom to wipe his face first, but Shen Chao hugged him and buckled it down. The man used his fingertips instead of a tissue to wipe off all the water stains on his face.

Shen Chao held He Qiutong's face and pinched it, making sure that the skin under his fingertips had changed from wet to dry, so he turned off the bedside lamp and lay down.

In the darkness, He Qiutong turned sideways to stare at Shen Chao's face, and after a while, he rubbed into Shen Chao's arms like a kitten.

"Mr. Shen—do you have sore arms when you wake up in the morning?"

"Come on, you, sleep on my arm for so long before you remember my arm?"

"Ah, then I'd better sleep on the pillow?"

Just as He Qiutong was about to move his head down, Shen Chao grabbed the back of his head and held it in place, pressing back on his curvy and smooth arms.

"It's cheap to be a good boy, go to sleep!"

He Qiutong curled his lips in the dark night, "Mr. Shen, I can't sleep." He waited for a while before Shen Chao's response, and then he said unwillingly, "Don't you ask me?"

This time Shen Chao responded: "What do you ask?"

"It's about why I keep going to the hospital. I thought you would ask me last night. But you didn't."

"I know about that matter. I was afraid that you would be in a bad mood when I mentioned it, so I didn't say it."

He Qiutong was surprised that Shen Chao knew about the fact that the Li family had kept it a good secret, and asked incredulously, "You really know? What is it about? Could it be that we two have misunderstood things?"

It turned out that Shen Chao really knew what happened to Xiaohang.

Due to the deliberate protection of the Li family, this matter has not been fermented on the Internet, and ordinary people like them know little about it.

However, Shen Chao is a professor at Nancheng Higher Education Institute, so he always understands the scandals related to education more quickly.

"Then, Mr. Shen, what do you think the punishment for that scum of being a teacher in vain will be? Can he be sentenced to life imprisonment? It's better not to come out to cause harm to the world!"

But the truth is not as simple as He Qiutong imagined.

The junior high school math teacher who molested Xiaohang was named Wang Yu. In fact, Xiaohang was not the first little boy he attacked. Among his previous students, there were also those who transferred early or were admitted to the hospital...

But instead of being ordered to resign, this Wang Yu became more and more rampant. If it weren't for the serious injury of Xiaohang this time, and the fact that the Li family is not without background, it is not certain that Wang Yu is still in prison.

The Li family is a well-known family business in Nancheng, and Wang Yu is said to have a close relationship with the principal of Nancheng Junior High School...After the incident, business and politics were involved, so it was destined that this matter would not end so easily.

Shen Chao did not give him a definite answer to the question of what punishment Wang Yu would be sentenced to.

After listening to Shen Chao's twists and turns, He Qiutong didn't clamor for life imprisonment for scum, and he himself knew that if this matter was obstructed by many parties, it would probably not be possible.

"Mr. Shen, this matter is really..."

Shen Chao interrupted him, "Tongtong, go to sleep. Don't think so much."

One arm of the man was pressed under his cheek, and the other free arm was around him, patting the boy's back gently and rhythmically, like a mother coaxing a baby to sleep when he was a child.

He Qiutong sighed, knowing that Teacher Shen didn't want to continue this topic, and plunged into Shen Chao's arms as if complaining.

"Humph—go to sleep!"

"Well, good night, Tongtong."

-

At the next class rally, Lao Liu really talked about the sports meeting next week. There are many boys in their chemistry school, and it is relatively easy to meet the requirements for how many items must be registered for the sports meeting. Unlike the liberal arts school, which has many girls, every The second time is to catch the ducks on the shelves.

He Qiutong decisively chatted privately with the sports committee of the class and decided on his basketball project.

How handsome I am playing basketball, but I haven't shown Mr. Shen yet, so I have to play handsome this time.

The sports committee was quite surprised to see him come to have a private chat. After all, last semester, this master was unwilling to come even if he took the initiative to invite him to participate in the sports meeting.

Sports Committee: How did you take the initiative to sign up this time?

He Qiutong hadn't chatted with the sports committee before, and the chat records from a year ago can be seen with a swipe——

Sports committee: Student He, the basketball team in our college is still on the mend, do you want to come?

He Qiutong only replied with a cold 'no'.

Even looking at him now, he can still recall his decadent and exhausted appearance when he was a freshman, but it's different now...

He Qiutong typed a few words in front of the screen and sent them.

He Qiutong: Class honor, you and I are obliged! [The soy bean villain with a red ribbon on his forehead JPG.]

Sports Committee: [Soybean villain wipes sweat JPG.]

Basketball is different from other individual sports, it requires the tacit understanding and cooperation of the team, so after confirming the basketball team of the School of Chemistry, they pulled a group and started planning training.

Except for going to the basketball court from time to time in the first semester, He Qiutong devoted almost all of his thoughts to his studies this semester, and he hasn't touched basketball for a long time.

There are quite a few people on the basketball team who know each other, so he is a bit awkward as a 'newcomer', and He Qiutong is not a person who likes to take the initiative to socialize, so in the first day, he was a bit withdrawn in the eyes of others Motorcycle cool guy.

It wasn't until two or three days of practice that He Qiutong gradually regained his touch when playing basketball——

There were already a circle of students watching them play, including boys and girls, and bursts of cheers broke out from the crowd from time to time.