little beast

Xiao Lu has always spoken straightforwardly, but he seldom holds ill will towards others, and it is the same when facing Liang Shao. He is not sarcastic or intentional, he simply stated what he believes to be the truth.

"I have an intuition—no, I just know that he must like men." Xiaolu recalled Sheng Shuangxu's flushed face in the night, and said, "It's just that he doesn't know it."

Liang Shao: ...

Xiao Lu curled up his legs and threw the core into the trash can with precision. He took out a tissue and wiped the apple juice on his face and between his fingers. He turned his dark eyes and faced Shang Liangshao's gaze.

Xiaolu rolled up the tissue in his hand and threw it into the trash can.

He turned to a kneeling posture, supported the sofa cushion with one hand, and leaned towards Liang Shao's direction.

Xiao Lu's other hand opened the hem of Liang Shao's thin sweater, and his slender and cold fingers gently pressed against the muscles of his lower abdomen. Liang Shao's body temperature was very hot, making Xiao Lu's fingertips itchy.

The deer got closer and closer, its slender eyelashes swept over Liang Shao's cheeks, and he could even clearly feel Liang Shao's skin trembling slightly due to tension.

Xiao Lu said softly, "You like Sheng Shuang Xu."

Liang Shao grabbed his wrist violently, forcefully opened his hand that was slowly moving downstream.

Xiao Lu let out an "ahhh" in pain, and said aggrievedly, "Why are you always so fierce?"

Liang Shao swallowed, his Adam's apple was throbbing up and down, he turned his face away, and didn't say anything.

Liang Shao's strength was so great that he seemed to be able to crush the deer just by looking at his body size. He did accidentally hit harder, which made the deer's wrist turn red. The deer kneaded his sore wrist joints, and dared not to hurt the deer again. Liang Shao started to move his hands and feet, and he muttered, "No wonder Teacher Sheng doesn't like you, it hurts me to death."

Liang Shao swept his long and narrow eyes, and said in a deep voice, "...show me your hands."

"I don't want it." Xiao Lu stared at him angrily as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and ran back a few steps, squatting down to the armrest of the sofa, his white instep stretched into a beautiful curve.

Suddenly, Liang Shaotan grabbed his ankle.

As soon as the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, Liang Shaocai took his hand back abruptly. After a while, Sheng Shuangxu wiped his hair and came out of the bathroom. He was only wrapped in a towel, and his eyes were covered with water droplets, which flowed down the ends of his hair. Drop by drop, a small depression formed at the collarbone.

All the people who lived with him were men, Xiaolu was just a half-grown child in his eyes, Sheng Shuangxu felt that being naked was no big deal, Liang Shao only took one look at him, then sat up straight, and moved his eyes to the coffee table On the magazine that I don't know when it was spread out.

Because of the hot bath, Sheng Shuangxu's skin was still slightly pink. He put the towel on his shoulders and said, "What are you doing?"

Xiaolu said: "Mr. Sheng, you'd better wear more clothes at home."

"A satyr likes to peek."

Liang Shao: ...

Fawn rarely had thorns in his words, but Sheng Shuangxu couldn't catch it.

Sheng Shuangxu thought he was joking, and thought that it would be fine as long as Xiaolu himself didn't come here because of his illness, so he ignored it and said, "Stop making trouble, and go to bed early."

"I have to go to work tomorrow."

Sheng Shuangxu's place of work is in the city center, and he hasn't found a house with a good price/performance ratio. Fortunately, he doesn't need it urgently, so it dragged on until spring. After the winter vacation, in order to take care of the students, the working hours were changed to working days. Evenings and weekends, cross-scheduling with other teachers.

Although there are inevitably some small flaws, Sheng Shuangxu's work in the institution is quite smooth. He has a good temper and gentle speech. Except for being a little wordy, the children like him very much and are willing to take his class.

After his life deviated step by step, it seemed that he had finally gradually entered the right track.

On a Saturday at the end of March, Sheng Shuangxu had only scheduled classes for the entire morning. During the break, he was surrounded by students talking. "Teacher Sheng, someone is looking for you!"

Sheng Shuangxu followed the front desk for a few steps, wondering who it was, the next moment, he bumped into Shen Chengan head-on.

Shen Chengan was wearing a long brown windbreaker with a thin turtleneck sweater inside, making his figure tall and slender. He always looked very mature in suits and leather shoes, and this outfit had the temperament that young people should have.

With his arms folded across his chest, he was chatting with Gu Xiaoman calmly.

The receptionist turned his head and said to the dazed Sheng Shuangxu, "Teacher Sheng, what's the matter?"

Sheng Shuangxu couldn't listen to anything. At that moment, he only felt his heart fly out of his chest, and there was only one word left in his mind - "run".

When he faced Shen Chengan last time, he was able to negotiate with him out of a sense of responsibility and for Xiaolu's sake. Now the situation is very different, he really doesn't want to meet Shen Chengan in this kind of place, where he works seriously.

Sheng Shuangxu didn't even think about it, turned around and was about to leave, before he could go back to the classroom, he heard Gu Xiaoman asking worriedly from behind: "Mr. Sheng, what's wrong with you?"

Sheng Shuangxu didn't want others to see his collapse, so he paused, then forced himself to say: "It's nothing, I'll go to class later when I think about it."

The front desk said: "There are still 9 minutes, it's okay."

Sheng Shuangxu turned his head, Shen Chengan had no expression on his face, those green eyes were tightly glued to his body, even if others didn't notice, Sheng Shuangxu had already felt a strong sense of discomfort - Shen Chengan's gaze was too naked and hot, as if To eat him alive.

Shen Chengan said: "Teacher, we need to have a good chat."

Under the eyes of Gu Xiaoman and the front desk, Sheng Shuangxu had to turn back stiffly.

They needed a place to talk quietly, and Sheng Shuangxu didn't want to act too weird, so he couldn't get away.

"We have nothing to talk about."

He led Shen Chengan into the bathroom of the teaching staff, and only dared to speak when he saw that there was no one there.

"I have to go to class later, Shen Chengan."

"There are still 8 minutes." Sheng Shuangxu pretended to be calm, his lips could not stop trembling, and said, "I have to go back to the classroom 2 minutes early, and there are only 5 minutes. If you have anything to say, hurry up."

Shen Chengan realized that patience would only cause the wound to fester and rot, and the pain would not be alleviated with his suppression. He desperately wanted to see Sheng Shuangxu, so he couldn't wait any longer. He spent a lot of effort before finally finding Sheng Shuangxu's job The place.

Shen Chengan stared at Sheng Shuangxu in silence, he could no longer care about his original illusory arrogance at this moment, although he got his wish and met his teacher, but the desire in his heart was like a bottomless pit, he simply looked at Sheng Shuangxu, There is no way to make up for his greed.

Seeing Shen Chengan staring at him without speaking, Sheng Shuangxu felt creepy, so he repeated again: "Shen Chengan, if you have something to say, hurry up."

Shen Chengan didn't know what he was going to say, the conversation was just an excuse for him, he wanted to see Sheng Shuangxu, he was going crazy, there was no reason to miss it, let alone come to see Sheng Shuangxu.

It took Shen Chengan a while to hold back a sentence: "Sheng Shuangxu, our contract is not over yet."

"...you come with me now."