After being forced to become a private tutor

Xie Mingyang paused, then looked back at He Shuan stiffly.

He Shuan was looking at him suspiciously.

A flash of panic flashed in Xie Mingyang's heart, he quickly adjusted his emotions, and said without changing his face: "Oh, last time the cleaning aunt broke the photo frame carelessly, and I asked the secretary to take it for repair."

As he spoke, he looked at the secretary in front of him and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The secretary reacted quickly and chimed in: "Yes, it should be almost repaired. I'll get it in the evening."

He Shu'an didn't think too much about it, but wouldn't it be more convenient to just replace the photo frame if it broke, since it would be a waste of time and effort to repair it.

There was an unspeakable weirdness in his heart, and he handed the pen to Xie Mingyang.

Xie Mingyang reached out to take it, quickly put his name on the document, then handed the document to the secretary, and sent: "You go out."

After the secretary left, Xie Mingyang held He Shuan's waist and said coquettishly, "Teacher, I really don't want to go to work."

He Shu'an rubbed Xie Mingyang's head, "Go to the meeting, I should go to class too."

Xie Mingyang's hand reached under He Shu'an's clothes, caressing his smooth waist restlessly, "Teacher, I'll let my assistant see you off."

He Shu'an smiled slightly, "No need, it's not far away, I'll just take a taxi and go."

The two got bored for a while, and Xie Mingyang let He Shuan go.

As soon as he left, Xie Mingyang came to the desk and took out the photo frame from the drawer.

For the sake of safety, it is better to put it in the future, so as not to reveal the truth again.

He Shu'an had an hour of tutoring lessons, and it was already evening after the end.

He saw that it was still early, so he went to a nearby supermarket to buy some food, planning to cook for Xie Mingyang at night.

Since the two officially lived together, he has cooked more meals than before. Every time Xie Mingyang said that no one is taking care of him, and that a child in his 20s is still in charge of such a company, he always feels distressed, so in life Try to meet his needs as much as possible.

He Shu'an spent nearly an hour cooking a table full of dishes, and sat at the table waiting for Xie Mingyang to come home.

It was eight o'clock in the evening.

Xie Mingyang had already come back at this time before, he was worried about what might happen, so he couldn't help calling Xie Mingyang.

The phone rang for a long time before it was picked up.

He Shu'an asked curiously: "Ming Yang, are you still off work?"

Xie Mingyang's side was a bit noisy, vaguely mixed with the sound of music, as if in a place like a bar, he raised his voice and said, "Teacher, I forgot to tell you, I have a party at night, so I won't go back to eat."

He Shu'an was a little disappointed, he glanced at the dishes on the table, it seemed that he could only eat it by himself.

Before He Shu'an reminded him to drink less, Xie Mingyang said "we'll talk when we go home" and hung up the phone.

He Shuan sighed, put the phone on the table, and started to eat.

The only sound in the huge villa is the clash of bowls and chopsticks.

During this period of time, the two were tired of being together every day, and Xie Mingyang was not there suddenly, and he was not used to it.

After dinner, He Shuan went to the kitchen to cook a bowl of hangover soup.

Xie Mingyang must have drunk a lot of wine for social gatherings. Although he doesn't participate in such occasions very much, but with the domestic atmosphere-most of the wine tables are full of alcohol, he can already imagine that Xie Mingyang will come back drunk tonight, At that time, the body must be very uncomfortable.

After cooking the hangover soup, He Shuan went to take a bath, then sat on the sofa and watched TV, waiting for Xie Mingyang to come back.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of a key opening the door sounded from the entrance.

He Shu'an turned his head and saw the door opened, Xie Mingyang walked in drunk, and could smell the strong smell of alcohol on him from afar.

He Shu'an went over to support him, and said helplessly, "Why do you drink so much wine?"

Xie Mingyang raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "It's the teacher."

The tone couldn't tell whether it was joy or disappointment.

He Shu'an didn't have time to think about it, and helped Xie Mingyang to lie down on the sofa, "Aren't you the president, someone poured you wine at the dinner table?"

Xie Mingyang frowned, inserted his fingers into the tie knot, and tugged irritably, "I have to discuss an important business tonight, so I can't drink."

Seeing Xie Mingyang's uncomfortable look, He Shu'an thought that being the president was not as good as he imagined.

But he didn't know that tonight Xie Mingyang didn't go out to socialize at all, but went to a nightclub to play. Zhou Shuo poured all the wine, just to make up for the last time he helped him trick He Shuan into bed.

He Shu'an brought hangover soup, helped Xie Mingyang up, and let him lean in his arms, "Come on, drink a little and it won't be so uncomfortable."

He patiently fed Xie Mingyang a whole bowl of hangover soup, Xie Mingyang finally felt better, and rubbed his head on He Shuan's chest, "Teacher, you are so kind."

No one has ever been so considerate to Xie Mingyang. A person like He Shuan can be said to be the most perfect partner. Not only is he outstanding in appearance, but also independent and capable. The hot item in the eyes of girls.

Xie Mingyang even thought that the two of them would live like this for the rest of their lives.

After rubbing against each other, the action changed, Xie Mingyang pressed He Shuan on the sofa, and took off his obstructive clothes in two or three strokes.

Xie Mingyang, who had been drinking, was a little irritable. After only a few minutes of foreplay, he couldn't wait to get in.

He Shu'an was in a bit of pain, tightly clutching the pillow under his body with both hands, struggling: "Ming Yang, slow down......"

"Teacher, I like you so much." Xie Mingyang kissed the back of his neck, breathing heavily on every inch of his skin, venting his beast-like physical strength continuously.

He Shu'an was both joyful and painful during this process, with the rough movements rising and falling in the tide, and he didn't even know when he passed out.

The next day when he woke up with a headache, he was already lying on the bed, and he turned his head to look, just in time to meet Xie Mingyang's deep gaze.

Xie Mingyang was still deeply impressed by what happened last night. The intense bed incident was really long enough for him to recall for a long time, but he pretended to admit his mistake: "Teacher, I didn't mean it."

He Shu'an originally thought that Xie Mingyang had forgotten, but he didn't expect him to remember all of them. Instantly, his ears felt hot, and he blamed: "Next time, don't drink so much wine."

The non-drunk Xie Mingyang is enough for him, let alone the drunk Xie Mingyang, his usual personality seems to be a little different, like a wild animal in captivity released its nature, which makes him inexplicably afraid.

Xie Mingyang leaned over and kissed the corner of his lips, and said seriously: "I promise."

Fortunately, those marks on his body were covered by clothes, and he couldn't see anything abnormal when he walked. He Shuan tidied up in a hurry, and went out to class.

This time Jiang Qiyi's parents happened to be at home, He Shuan communicated with them about yesterday's class, and then went to knock on the door of Jiang Qiyi's room.

There was no movement inside for a long time. Seeing that the door was ajar, He Shuan pushed the door and walked in.

Seeing him, Jiang Qiyi suddenly sat up from the bed with a strange expression on his face.

"I came in when the door was unlocked." He Shuan was worried that Jiang Qiyi would be unhappy, so he explained, and said, "It's time for class."

The two sat in front of the desk, He Shuan took out the tutoring questions from the briefcase, and opened the place explained yesterday.

Jiang Qiyi suddenly asked: "Are you gay?"

He Shu settled down and turned to look at him.

Jiang Qiyi's expression was unnatural, "I saw you getting into a man's car yesterday, and I saw you..."

He hesitated to speak, but He Shuan understood, and hummed lightly.

Jiang Qiyi originally thought why Shu'an would quibble, but he didn't expect to admit it so simply, he frowned, and said incomprehensibly, "You're so nice, why are you gay?"

The current society is not completely tolerant of homosexuality, especially the older generation who feel that homosexuality is to be struck by lightning, and people will poke the spine when walking on the road.

Moreover, He Shu'an was so good-looking, and he didn't worry about not getting a girlfriend, so he chose to embark on this path.

He Shu'an was very helpless with this question, and he didn't need to explain so much to Jiang Qiyi, he said indifferently: "This is a personal choice, I am only responsible for teaching you the knowledge in the textbook, and it has nothing to do with my sexual orientation."

Even though he said that, Jiang Qiyi still felt awkward, "You don't like me, do you?"

He Shu'an didn't know whether to laugh or be helpless, he said: "I have a lover, the man you saw yesterday is my boyfriend."

Jiang Qiyi didn't speak anymore, his mind was running fast, maybe he could just use this reason to cancel the make-up class.

After the cram school ended, He Shu'an talked with Jiang Qiyi's parents for a while, then left.

Jiang Qiyi was lying on the balcony, and sure enough, he saw He Shuan got into the car of the man from yesterday.

When the two returned home, He Shuan went to the kitchen to cook with the ingredients bought from the supermarket. Xie Mingyang stuck to him behind him, looking like he wanted to eat him again.

"Teacher, let's do it in the kitchen next time." Xie Mingyang rubbed his crotch lightly, and whispered in a magnetic voice: "You just wear an apron and let me do it."

He Shuan blushed, "Don't make trouble, get out quickly."

"I do not."

Just when the atmosphere was filled with a strong peachy smell, the cell phone in He Shuan's pocket suddenly rang.

He Shu'an said: "My hands are a little wet, please help me see who sent it."

Xie Mingyang squeezed his flexible and plump buttocks dissatisfiedly as a reward, took out the phone from He Shuan's coat pocket, and clicked on the text message.

When he saw the content of the text message, his face instantly became gloomy.