After being forced to become a private tutor

The first thing Xie Mingyang did when he got home was to find a part-time worker to move He Shuan's things to his room.

He Shuan felt a little too anxious.

However, the reason given by Xie Mingyang is very sufficient, "Teacher, which couple have you ever met who still sleep in separate rooms?"

He Shu'an was speechless at this sentence.

Xie Mingyang noticed his loose attitude, hugged his waist, and said coquettishly: "Teacher, I want to see your face every day when I wake up."

He Shu'an sighed, they've already slept in, and it will be a matter of time before they share a room, it would be too pretentious to care about these things, so they didn't say anything else.

In this way, their cohabitation life officially began.

After the part-time workers left, He Shu'an cooked the meals himself, all of which were Xie Mingyang's favorite dishes.

The two had a sweet dinner.

After dinner, He Shuan took the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen to wash. He was wearing an apron, Xie Mingyang's crotch was so hard that it hurt, he strode over and pressed He Shuan on the cooking table from behind, and turned his face, the tip of his tongue was domineering Prying open the teeth freely, asking for it.

Feeling that Xie Mingyang was pressing against him somewhere, He Shuan pressed his hands against his strong chest, and said in a panic: "No...it can't be done."

Since leaving school, he hasn't done it again. The venting last night was too much for him. If it happens again tonight, his body will definitely not be able to bear it.

Xie Mingyang stopped the car abruptly, bit the back of He Shuan's neck as if venting his dissatisfaction, and gave in reluctantly: "I'll just check it for the teacher, and don't do anything."

He Shu'an gritted his teeth and refused to let out a sound, but his cheeks were burned by his gradually deepening movements, so red that he could bleed.

Until he was sweating profusely and his legs were so weak that he had to rely on supports to stand still, the evil hand finally left his pants.

Xie Mingyang's heavy steam sprayed against his ears, with a wicked smile: "Teacher, don't worry, it's still so tight."

He Shu'an wished he could bite him.

It was late at night, and the two embraced each other to sleep. The scent of the shower gel on He Shuan was like a seductive poppy flower, imperceptibly encouraging Xie Mingyang to commit a crime.

Although Xie Mingyang wanted to do it very much, but they had just confirmed their relationship, so they couldn't be in a hurry.

If he spoils He Shuan so soon, where will he have such a delicious body to taste in the future.

He Shu'an didn't know Xie Mingyang's thoughts at this time, and leaned on his arms relaxedly, and was soon overwhelmed by the drowsiness flooding in.

It was already morning when I opened my eyes again.

He Shu'an looked at this strange room, and Xie Mingyang beside him, and had the illusion of being in a dream.

He was actually with Xie Mingyang.

In a daze, a powerful arm brought him back to his side, Xie Mingyang's hoarse voice was deep and magnetic, "Teacher, are you awake?"

He Shuan hummed lightly.

Seeing that he didn't wake up, Xie Mingyang felt itchy in his heart, turned over and pressed on He Shuan, and kissed him.

The two were out of breath, and seeing that their guns were about to go off, He Shuan stopped Xie Mingyang in time to avoid what should not have happened.

After a simple breakfast, the two went out together.

Xie Mingyang drove He Shuan to the gate of the training institution. He unbuckled his seat belt, pressed the back of He Shuan's head, and gave him a passionate and long kiss.

Every time he kisses, he is rude and domineering like a hungry wolf, and He Shu'an always has the illusion that he will be swallowed by him.

He Shu'an pushed Xie Mingyang. After all, it is the place where he works. When his colleagues saw that the influence was not good, he said awkwardly: "I'm leaving."

Xie Mingyang hooked his little finger, "Teacher, I'll pick you up tonight, let's go to a good place to eat."

He Shuan couldn't hide the smile in his eyes, "Okay."

After Xie Mingyang left, he entered the institution, and the little girl at the front desk joked: "Mr. He, you seem a little different today."

"Really?" He Shuan couldn't help but raised his hand and touched his face.

Does being in love really make a difference?

He returned to the office area, put down his briefcase, and was about to check today's class schedule when his cell phone rang.

It was a text message from Xie Mingyang. There were only a few words in it, but He Shuan's face was burning hot: Teacher, I really want to eat you.

He Shu'an's ears were hot, and he replied: Drive well, don't play with your phone, and pay attention to safety.

Xie Mingyang replied almost immediately: Follow orders.

He Shuan unconsciously showed a happy smile.

At this time, someone knocked on his desk, He Shuan raised his head, and saw a colleague standing in front of him: "Mr. He, there is a student who wants to consult, please welcome me."

He Shu'an put down the phone, "Okay."

When he came to the reception room, he saw a middle-aged woman dressed in a famous brand, followed by a high school boy, who was playing with his mobile phone with his head down.

He Shu'an showed a kind smile, and took the initiative to say: "Hello, my name is He, what is your name?"

The middle-aged woman smiled and said, "My surname is Zhong, and this is my son."

As she spoke, she patted the boy's head, "It's really rude, please say hello to Mr. He."

The boy raised his head, put down his phone helplessly, and said angrily, "My name is Jiang Qiyi."

He Shu'an's first impression was that this kid had a bad temper, but he didn't take it to heart. In this business, he was used to seeing all kinds of customers.

And Xie Mingyang's temper was dozens of times worse than his back then.

As soon as this idea came up, He Shu'an was a little distressed, how could he suddenly think of Xie Mingyang at this time.

He shook his head lightly, squeezed out thoughts that shouldn't have, and began to ask about Jiang Qiyi's subjects and progress.

The more he got to know him, the more he felt that Jiang Qiyi was like Xie Mingyang back then, and he probably was a headache for the teachers at school.

He Shu'an smiled and said, "When do you want to have class?"

"The sooner the better." Ms. Zhong glanced at her incompetent son, "It's best to start making up lessons tomorrow."

Jiang Qiyi let out a dissatisfied snort from his nose, and even became disgusted with He Shuan in front of him.

He Shu'an pretended not to see it, and maintained his integrity and said, "Okay, then I will arrange a time for you."

After about an hour, the door of the reception room opened, and He Shuan sent the mother and son out.

Before leaving, Jiang Qiyi even gave him a gouged look, which made He Shuan really helpless, and he could already foresee how difficult it would be in class.

The depressed mood only lasted until the evening, and disappeared the moment Xie Mingyang appeared.

After getting in the car, Xie Mingyang touched He Shuan's face, "What's the matter, did someone make you unhappy?"

He Shu'an didn't want to bring his work mood into his life, so he smiled and said, "It's okay, I just picked up a new student today, so I'm a little tired."

Xie Mingyang said casually, "I'll quit when I'm tired. I'll take care of you."

He Shu'an felt warm in his heart, and didn't answer the question, "Let's go eat, I'm a little hungry."

Xie Mingyang raised the corners of his lips, quickly pecked He Shuan's lips, started the car and drove towards the destination.

The two came to a restaurant on the Bund. The location by the window showed the prosperity of the whole city. The dim lights against the dancing candles, combined with the melodious and soft violin music, created an indescribably romantic atmosphere.

Xie Mingyang looked at him with his chin propped up, "Teacher, do you like this place?"

He Shu'an smiled from the bottom of his heart: "I like it."

He hadn't been to this kind of place for a long time, firstly because the consumption was too high, and secondly because there was no suitable person to accompany him, so it was meaningless to come here.

But it is different now.

Xie Mingyang smiled but didn't laugh.

He knew that scholars like He Shu'an liked these stylish places the most, otherwise he wouldn't bother to bring him here for consumption.

The waiter delivered the hot steak, Xie Mingyang held a knife and fork, and cut it unhurriedly. At this time, he was full of confidence in his gestures, and he seemed to have a contradictory mature temperament in peacetime.

He forked a piece of steak and brought it to He Shuan's mouth, "Teacher, open your mouth."

He Shu'an's face was a little hot, he looked around and found that no one was paying attention to them, so he opened his mouth to swallow them.

Xie Mingyang retracted the fork, and intentionally licked the place where He Shuan had bitten.

That affectionate and seductive look made He Shu'an's ears turn red.

Just as they were having a sweet meal, a sudden voice interrupted their conversation, "Mr. Xie!"

Xie Mingyang looked back, his face suddenly changed.

The person who came was the little model who had been neglected by him for several days.