Seductive every day

After all, Fu Qing did not dare to cross the dangerous minefield. After a long and delicate kiss, he got up from Wen Qian. , Pulled the young man into the bathroom, stuffed him with the shirt and shorts he had rushed to, closed the door, and went back to clean up the two halves of watermelon and a piece of sweet potato juice scattered on the floor.

Wen Qian washed up and came out. The two of them were separated by a distance of one meter. After finishing the stock market analysis, they said good night to each other. They each entered a room and turned off the lights to sleep. , After that, for a while, Fu Qing didn't dare to ask Wen Qian to come to his house to watch the market, and Wen Qian also sat in the last corner of the classroom during his class.

Both were calming down, clearing themselves from the subtle urges of the night.

The turning point of the matter appeared in the summer vacation project. , N University is known for its strictness, and college students actually have summer homework!It is not something as simple as an internship report, but a real research topic.

The economics group that Fu Qing was in charge of was obviously Wen Qian's strength, but he hadn't received Wen Qian's opening report for a long time, and Fu Qing thought of the reason. f The kid was too shy to report to his group. , The other teacher is in charge of political science, a subject that Wen Qian doesn't like very much, and he is not very good at it. [-]. Research topics will affect grade grades. Wen Qian, a person who lives on a scholarship, is reluctant to do something he is not good at, and it will only affect his own actual interests in the end.

After thinking about it, Fu Qing had to talk to Wen Qian. , He can't go directly to the student dormitory to find someone, so he can only ask the monitor to call Wen Qian to the office. , Wen Qian dawdled, it took a long time to come, and when he came, he stood at the door with his head down, refusing to come in and sit down. , Fu Qing told him to close the door and sit on the chair opposite his desk. At that time, Fu Qing was an associate professor at a young age, and he used an independent office. , As soon as the door was closed, the room became a room with only the two of them.

He looked at the young man in front of him. Wen Qian went to school early and was admitted to university a year earlier than others. Now he is a sophomore and only 18 years old.

He is still very young, like a sprouting sapling, and his immature youth still has infinite possibilities.

Fu Qing didn't want to hurt him, and said seriously: "Give me the opening report earlier, and I'm sorry that night, I hope you can forgive the teacher's prank."

Wen Qian opened his eyes wide and stared at him blankly for a long time, then nodded slowly, "I see."

From entering the door until now, Wen Qian only said these four words. , Fu Qing saw that he was not as nervous as before, but for some reason, he was listless and a little bit lost. , He looked at Wen Qian's face so thin that it was only the size of a palm, and couldn't help asking: "What have you been up to recently? Are you working off-campus?"

Wen Qian shook his head and did not answer his question directly. , Fu Qing inexplicably felt agitated, "Don't shake your head, talk, I don't understand what you mean by shaking your head."

"I don't have a part-time job, teacher. I'm going back to write the opening report." He bowed and turned to leave, but Fu Qing called him: "Wait a minute, I haven't finished talking, why are you in a hurry? Sit down!"

Wen Qian turned back dejectedly and sat at his desk. , Fu Qing asked: "Is there something wrong with your body? Why are you so lethargic? You have lost a lot of weight."

Wen Qian shook his head again, heard Fu Qing's irritated sigh, and quickly replied: "I'm fine, I just haven't had a good rest recently."

"What's wrong? Why can't you rest well at such a young age?"

Wen Qian didn't say a word, bit his lip, and murmured for a while: "It's okay, I was thinking wildly, thank you teacher for your concern, I'm going back to write the report, and I'll hand it in to you tomorrow."

Fu Qing felt that he was extremely anxious to escape today, so she got up and walked around the desk, grabbed his arm, and raised his drooping face, only to find that his eyes were red, the tip of his nose was also red, and he looked wronged .

"What happened? Your classmates bullied you?"

He is the youngest in the dormitory, and Fu Qing is worried that he will be bullied. , Wen Qian bit his lip, and shook his head in response. , "What's the matter with you? Can't you just talk? What happened?"

Wen Qian was so wronged that he couldn't speak, choked up, and finally choked out a sentence: "Teacher, why did you play such a prank on me?"

Fu Qing was stunned, and suddenly figured out that his insomnia, worry, and nervousness were all because of thinking about the inexplicable kiss that night. , "Have you been thinking about this?"

Wen Qian closed his eyes and nodded. , "Am I bothering you?

The eyeballs rolled under the red eyelids, and after a long time, he nodded again.

Fu Qing's heart suddenly softened, very sore, tormented back and forth. : "Xiaoqian, I am the same as you. I have been suffering from insomnia because of what happened that night. Xiaoqian, I don't know how to face you. Even though I am your teacher, I did such a disrespectful thing to you." I'm sorry for embarrassing you."

Wen Qian didn't speak, but pursed his lips firmly, his closed eyes leaked moisture, and the young man's thin chest heaved and heaved because of shame and humiliation. , "Teacher, your prank is too much, you shouldn't be like this."

Fu Qing was flustered immediately, and hurriedly explained: "Xiaoqian, that wasn't a prank. I just thought you were avoiding me recently, and I was afraid that my behavior would make you feel uncomfortable, so I deliberately said it was a prank. In fact, it was really not a prank. , I" Wen Qian slowly opened his eyes, looking at him with watery eyes, Fu Qing's heart was clenched tightly, his dexterous tongue seemed to be paralyzed, unable to speak. 0 He looked at Wen Qian's red eyes because of the word "prank", and the huge heartache made him regretful.

How could he use "pranks" to insult the tacit throb between himself and Wen Qian. "I'm sorry." Fu Qing held the young man's face and leaned over to press his lips. , After this kiss, many things began to deteriorate. , Wen Qian joined his research group and submitted a proposal to apply for the summer vacation. Wen Qian, who no longer asked his adoptive parents for money, had to save money for his tuition for the new semester. After all, Ningcheng had more job opportunities than his hometown. The school has applied for not leaving school during the summer vacation. , Ningcheng's summer was tough, the dormitory had power cuts, Wen Qian suffered from heatstroke, and was left unattended, so Fu Qing moved him to a house next to the school.

They lived together again and saw each other day and night. They already had a heart for each other, and it was only a matter of time before they crossed that red line.

The frequency of kissing became more and more intensive, from green and shallow kisses to gradually deepening.

The young man accepted it passively, gradually grabbed his clothes hem carefully, then hugged his waist loosely, and finally mustered up his courage, hugged his body tightly, and buried him in his arms.

He tentatively approached, and when he accidentally hit and pushed Wen Qian down on the bed, the young man blushed and did not stop. , Fu Qing looked at him, the two of them were deadlocked for more than ten seconds, Wen Qian closed his eyes, and raised his chin slightly.

Fu Qing unbuttoned his shirt and removed the barrier that hadn't peeled off for a long time.