After being forced to become a private tutor

In the hospital, the smell of disinfectant filled the entire corridor.

Xie Mingyang was sitting on a chair, and the doctor was treating his wound.

Fortunately, the wound was not deep and no stitches were needed, but a long scar on the arm was shocking.

Seeing Xie Mingyang's pale face, He Shu'an's heart throbbed. He couldn't imagine how it would feel if the knife fell on him.

If Xie Mingyang hadn't appeared in time, he might be the one entering the hospital now.

He Shu'an's cold hand was suddenly held, Xie Mingyang was looking at him, forced a pale smile, "Teacher, I'm fine, don't worry."

He Shu'an looked at him struggling, and felt even more uncomfortable, "Does it still hurt?"

Xie Mingyang grinned, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

He Shuan's mood was extremely complicated.

Xie Mingyang's complexion changed suddenly, and with a "hiss", he unconsciously grasped He Shuan's arm with such force that He Shuan couldn't help frowning.

But compared to Xie Mingyang's injury, his pain is nothing.

He Shu'an hesitantly raised his hand, put it on Xie Mingyang's back, and stroked it back and forth, "Be patient, it will be fine soon."

Xie Mingyang tilted his body towards He Shuan, and said coquettishly: "Teacher, if you kiss me, I won't hurt anymore."

He Shuan glanced at the doctor in embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "Don't mess around."

Xie Mingyang lowered his eyelids in disappointment, like a poor abandoned stray dog.

He Shu'an suddenly felt that he was being too cruel.

After all, Xie Mingyang saved him.

The doctor treated the wound and explained: "Try not to touch the water these few days, and apply the ointment three times a day, there should be no major problems."

He Shu'an quickly stood up and said, "Thank you doctor."

After the doctor left, He Shu'an looked at the wound on Xie Mingyang's arm, unable to do anything.

Xie Mingyang saw He Shuan's hesitation, put his arms around his waist, buried his head in his chest, and said in a hoarse voice, "Teacher, luckily you are fine."

He Shu'an's body stiffened slightly, and the tip of his nose suddenly felt a little sore. He couldn't help but said, "Why are you so stupid to use your body to block it?"

Xie Mingyang raised his head and said in a muffled voice: "If only one person must be injured, I would rather be me."

He Shu'an felt a sore feeling in his chest, he had to admit that Xie Mingyang's action of blocking the knife for him moved him very much.

After all, since he was a child, no one except his mother has ever risked himself like this for him.

Even if this person once hurt him all over.

Xie Mingyang said suddenly: "Teacher, it's too dangerous for you to continue living there. Come and live with me."

He Shu'an was startled, Xie Mingyang stared into his eyes, and said seriously: "My house has security, your father and those creditors can't harass you anymore."

If it was changed to before, He Shu'an would refuse without hesitation, maybe Xie Mingyang blocked the knife for him today, maybe his father's actions made him fear, and he was actually a little shaken.

Xie Mingyang seemed to see He Shuan's thoughts, and said: "When this matter is over, you can move out whenever you want."

He Shu'an looked at Xie Mingyang's expectant eyes, and fell into a dilemma for a while.

If he doesn't move, his father will come back to take money from him at some point, and those creditors will come to harass him one by one.

And he really couldn't find a suitable house for a while now.

Xie Mingyang noticed that He Shuan's attitude was loose, and stepped up and said: "Teacher, I am thinking of you. Your father dared to use a knife to hurt people. He will not do anything next time. I don't want to see what happened today repeat the same mistakes. "

He Shu'an glanced at Xie Mingyang's injured arm, thinking of the scene where he blocked the knife for himself, his throat was a little hard.

After a long silence, he finally made an extremely difficult decision, "Okay."

The two knew what this meant, Xie Mingyang's expression became extremely agitated, his hot eyes flicked across his face, the two looked at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.

Xie Mingyang's chest rose and fell slightly, he suddenly grabbed He Shuan's neck, and blocked his lips eagerly.

He Shu'an still remembered that they were in the most crowded part of the hospital. He wanted to push Xie Mingyang away, but he was afraid of touching his wound, so he could only allow his teeth to be pried open. The two tongues entangled and demanded forcefully.

Soon, he was so kissed by Xie Mingyang that he couldn't think.

Xie Mingyang let go of him, and He Shuan regained his sight, only to realize that many people passing by were staring at them.

He Shuan's face was hot, and he gently pushed Xie Mingyang, "Okay, let's go."

Xie Mingyang hung on He Shuan like a clingy koala, making him helpless, and the two left the hospital together.

On the way, Xie Mingyang asked his assistant to drive the car to He Shuan's house to pack his luggage.

He Shu'an was dumbfounded, "Are you too anxious?"

Xie Mingyang said seriously: "Teacher, no one can say whether your dad will come back tonight. The sooner you move, the safer it will be."

He Shu'an always felt that Xie Mingyang's impatient attitude was a little strange, but it made sense on second thought, maybe his father was staring at him somewhere now, thinking about that feeling made his back chill.

Back in the community where He Shuan lived, the assistant accompanied He Shuan upstairs to pack his things. Xie Mingyang was injured and unable to move, so he waited for them in the car.

Thinking of He Shuan's imminent move to his house, Xie Mingyang's excitement gathered in his lower abdomen, and a certain desire couldn't be restrained and wanted to vent.

At this moment, the mobile phone in his pocket rang suddenly. It was an unremarked number, but he recognized it.

Xie Mingyang answered the phone almost without hesitation.

He Wende's chilling laughter came from the phone, "Mr. Xie, I wonder if you are satisfied with my acting skills?"

Xie Mingyang glanced at the wound on his arm, and snorted coldly, "If you cut deeper, my fucking hand will be useless."

He Wende laughed loudly, "Don't worry, Mr. Xie, I will act with discretion."

That day the assistant found He Wende and brought him to Xie Mingyang. Xie Mingyang asked He Wende to cooperate with him in a play, and he would be paid a lot of money when it was done.

And this play is the scene that was staged at He Shuan's house today.

Xie Mingyang knew He Shuan too well, as long as he blocked the knife, He Shuan would feel guilty for it, and obediently agreed to move to his house.

So far, the plan has been very successful.

Xie Mingyang came back to his senses, and sneered: "I have already asked my assistant to transfer the money to your card, enough for you to squander it for a while."

"Then thank you very much, Mr. He Wende." He Wende paused, and couldn't help asking: "But what is the relationship between Mr. Xie and my son?"

Xie Mingyang could hear the taste of temptation from his tone. Although he chose to cooperate with He Wende, he didn't intend to talk so much nonsense to leave excuses, and said coldly: "Don't worry about it, how far can you take your money? No matter how far you go, don't appear in front of us again in the future."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone, and Xie Mingyang's triumphant smile was reflected in the car window.