After being forced to become a private tutor

He Shuan moved into Xie Mingyang's house.

He checked into the guest room, and it was early morning after packing his luggage, and his assistant had also left work, so there were only the two of them left in the huge house.

He Shu'an found that the other rooms were empty, he asked curiously, "Is everyone else off work?"

Xie Mingyang said lightly: "I quit."

He Shu'an was stunned, "Why?"

Xie Mingyang showed a sly smile, "Because I don't want them to disturb the two-person world between me and my teacher."

He Shu'an looked away embarrassingly, unable to tell whether he was telling the truth or a lie, he changed the subject and said, "It's late, you should go back to sleep quickly."

Xie Mingyang smiled, "No, I want to sleep with the teacher."

He deliberately shook his injured arm, sure that He Shuan would not be able to drive him away, and lay down on the bed like a rascal, covering the same quilt with He Shuan.

He Shu'an was a little helpless, wanted to pull Xie Mingyang away, but was afraid of touching his wound, so he could only give up resistance, lifted the other end of the quilt and got on the bed.

Xie Mingyang immediately came over, hugged He Shuan's waist from behind, felt the person in his arms stiffen slightly, buried his head in He Shuan's back, sniffed the smell on the shirt greedily, and said in a hoarse voice: "Teacher, I seem to be It's like dreaming."

And why not He Shu'an.

He never thought that he could still lie on the same bed with Xie Mingyang.

The two of them slept together in this rather intimate position.

Xie Mingyang stared at He Shuan's fair neck in the dark, endured the restlessness in his lower abdomen, and hugged the person in his arms tightly.

Soon he will be able to eat He Shuan into his stomach.

He Shu'an opened his eyes when he heard the sound of even breathing behind him. His heartbeat was a little chaotic due to the hot chest of the person behind him, jumping up and down.

That night, He Shuan suffered from insomnia.

The next morning, Xie Mingyang woke up from the bed, and his side was empty.

He walked out of the room and smelled a tempting fragrance at the stairs.

He Shu'an is wearing an apron and cooking breakfast in the kitchen. His thin and flat waistline is outlined by a slim-fitting shirt and extends all the way to his slightly warped buttocks, which makes people fantasize about it.

Xie Mingyang leaned on the handrail of the stairs, watching the scene in front of him, his heart fluctuated slightly.

He has never had any concept of family, and at his young age, the entanglement with He Shuan is only a sexual impulse, not love.

Even if there is, at best it is a little liking born during that time in school.

But for a moment just now, he actually had the idea that He Shu'an would be his wife. Every morning he could have a hot breakfast, and in the evening he had a perfect hot body to do whatever he wanted.

He Shuan didn't notice the eye-catching people behind him at all. Just as he was about to put his breakfast on a plate, his waist suddenly tightened, and Xie Mingyang's hoarse voice came from beside his ear: "Teacher, are you making breakfast for me?"

He Shu'an turned his head back, and met a pair of deep and affectionate eyes unprepared. He felt a little flustered in his heart, and said awkwardly: "The egg is about to burn, please let me go."

"I won't let it go." Said Xie Mingyang and licked his fair neck.

He Shu'an trembled all over, he almost couldn't even hold the spatula steady, he subconsciously struggled, but suddenly saw Xie Mingyang frowning.

It was only then that He Shu'an remembered that Xie Mingyang had an injury on his hand, and said helplessly, "I'll let you take care of it."

When he got up in the morning and saw the empty house, he believed that what Xie Mingyang said was true. After all, it was impossible for the hire to wake up later than the employer. The only possibility was that Xie Mingyang fired all these people.

Xie Mingyang bit his ear and said, "Who made the teacher so attractive in an apron? I really want to strip you off and put you on the cooking table."

Warm breath poured into his ears, He Shuan's legs were a little weak, and he gently pushed him away, "Okay, stop making trouble, let's have breakfast."

Xie Mingyang reluctantly let go of his hand.

The two sat around the dining table and began to eat breakfast.

There are soy milk fritters and shrimp porridge on the table. A simple breakfast is full of fireworks.

Xie Mingyang is like someone who hasn't eaten good food for a long time. He ate three bowls of porridge before giving up.

After breakfast, Xie Mingyang wanted to send He Shuan to the training institution.

When He Shu'an thought about how his colleagues in the agency gossiped about his relationship with Xie Mingyang last time, he said unnaturally: "I can go by myself."

Xie Mingyang said seriously: "Teacher, your dad hasn't been caught yet. I don't worry about you going out alone. I must personally send you to work."

Xie Mingyang wanted to send him off whatever he said, but He Shuan couldn't resist, so he had to get into his car, but a warm feeling surged in his heart.

Along the way, the two chatted without a word, and the barrier between them disappeared at some point, even He Shuan himself didn't notice it.

At the gate of the institution, just as the car stopped, Xie Mingyang suddenly grabbed He Shuan's waist, moved his lips to kiss him, and said contentedly, "Teacher, goodbye."

He Shu'an's ears were burning hot, he unfastened his seat belt, and walked quickly into the training institution.

Xie Mingyang's gaze followed He Shuan and disappeared before restarting the car and driving away.

Not long after He Shuan arrived at the institution, the supervisor called him into the office.

The supervisor asked tentatively: "Mr. He, I heard Mr. Xie is not continuing the class?"

He Shu'an nodded. Originally, he wanted to say that with Xie Mingyang's grades, he didn't need make-up lessons at all, but he changed his words, "Mr. Xie's foundation is not bad, and the previous lessons are enough."

The supervisor sighed regretfully, "It's not easy for us to get such a big order. If you do more work, try to make Mr. Xie continue a few more classes."

He Shu'an had no way to tell the truth, so he could only respond casually.

After coming out of the office, He Shu'an went to class. There happened to be a bank where he had a salary card near the home of the student he was visiting for tutoring. After class, he went to the bank counter specifically to ask about reporting the loss.

Although his bank card was taken away by his father, without the password, his father should not be able to get it out.

He Shuan asked the staff to check, and sure enough, the tens of thousands of yuan inside were still there, not a single cent moved.

He breathed a sigh of relief, feeling grateful and happy, and quickly asked the staff to re-issue a new card for him, so that the money can be transferred in later.

After settling the bank matter, He Shu'an took a taxi back to the institution.

When he got out of the car, he noticed a luxury car parked in front of the institution, which looked a little familiar, and when he got closer, it turned out to be Xie Mingyang.

Xie Mingyang was leaning in front of the car door in a suit and leather shoes, his long legs wrapped under his suit pants overlapped. Seeing He Shuan appearing, he smiled at him in the afterglow of the setting sun.

He Shuan's heart skipped a beat.

Xie Mingyang glanced at his watch, with a faint smile on his lips, "Teacher, are you off work?"

He Shuan glanced in the direction of the front desk in embarrassment, and found that the little girl at the front desk was staring at them with glowing eyes. He asked in a low voice, "Why are you here?"

Xie Mingyang frowned slightly, "I promised to pick up the teacher to and from get off work in the next few days."

He Shu'an originally thought that Xie Mingyang was just talking casually, but he didn't expect that he really cared about it, and he came to pick him up so punctually, and there was a throbbing in that moment.

Worried about being misunderstood by colleagues in the organization, He Shuan took the initiative to get into the car, and Xie Mingyang politely smiled at the little girl at the front desk, which aroused the little girl's love, and she wished she could marry her immediately.

On the road, Xie Mingyang drove with one hand, and his driving skills did not affect his stability at all. Looking at his injured arm, He Shuan felt very uncomfortable.

Because of He Wende's matter, Xie Mingyang directly asked his assistant to pack the food outside and send it home, and the two simply dismissed the dinner.

After dinner, a difficult problem was placed in front of them.

Xie Mingyang's hand was injured. The doctor told him not to touch the water, but Xie Mingyang has a cleanliness habit, and he has to take a bath no matter what.

He Shuan sighed, "Your hands are like this, how do you wash them?"

Xie Mingyang looked at him with his chin propped up, "Yes, what should I do?"

He Shuan's throat rolled down, and he subconsciously avoided Xie Mingyang's fiery gaze, "Let's wash it after the injury is healed."

Xie Mingyang suddenly pinched He Shuan's chin, forcing him to turn his head to look at him, and said with a half-smile: "Teacher, or you can help me take a bath."