After Helping the Protagonist Escape From the Lunatic, I Was Targeted

Shen Luyang glanced at the timetable posted on the corner of the desk. Today, the English teacher was away from school, so he changed with them.

So it was him and Xie Weihan who answered questions at night.

Xie Weihan only returned to the office a few minutes before the evening self-study class.

Shen Luyang was leaning against the window to observe the students on the playground. He heard the movement and turned around quickly. The question he had prepared had passed through his mind at least eighty or ninety times, and he said it confidently.

"Mr. Xie, why did you go? I didn't come back for a long time."

There were only the two of them in the office. Xie Weihan loosened his tie with one hand. Hearing this, he laughed a little tiredly: "There is a meeting. There will be an open class after the November holiday, and the time is tight."

Shen Luyang turned around and watched him sit down, pretending to ask casually, "Where is the meeting?"

Xie Weihan didn't seem to notice anything wrong, and answered any questions: "Art Building."

Shen Luyang moved in his heart.

Duan Chen also drove out of the school directly after leaving the art building. The encounter between the two was actually accidental?

Originally, Teacher Xie didn't think about it, but Duan Chen unfortunately hit the gun.

Shen Luyang pressed his chest and was very moved.

Teacher Xie really values ​​his friend, so he can't let Teacher Xie down.

I don't know how long the chaos in the world line caused by Xie Weihan's heavy damage to Duan Chen will last. Whether the "favourite" plan is reliable or not, he has to observe carefully, watching Teacher Xie...

When the self-study bell rang in the evening, Shen Luyang went back to his seat and took an apple, kicked the table, and slid back the computer chair on Xie Weihan's table.

He stretched out his hand handsomely: "Don't thank the teacher for eating apples?"

Xie Weihan took off his tie and put it on the table. One of the lights in the office was broken, and the slightly dim light hit Chouli's lazy face, which was inexplicably soft. Unclear and sexy, no trace of temptation.

Shen Luyang's throat was a little dry.

Xie Weihan didn't seem to notice, took the apple, and hooked the corner of his mouth warmly and comfortably: "Thank you."

"No thanks," Shen Luyang's eyes swayed to the corner of his desk, pointed, and the topic changed 180 degrees, "These two pots of cactus look really good!"

Pressing the apple stalk lightly with his fingertips, Xie Weihan only glanced at him and then withdrew his gaze, his eyes fell on his face, and his voice was low and warm: "Like it?"

Shen Luyang nodded, recalling his past achievements: "But I can't keep plants alive, and the cactus cactus is in a mess. In the end, I can only give it away and let others save it."

Xie Weihan pondered for a moment, his eyes crossed Shen Luyang's annoyed face, and suddenly smiled: "Do you water it often?"

"Yes," Shen Luyang touched the thorn with his hand, and was shocked to hear that, "how do you know? The soil will dry in a day, I'm afraid it will die from drought... I don't think I watered it very often. Did it drown? "

Xie Weihan rested his chin with one hand, his shoulders relaxed, and looked at him with the corners of his mouth hooked, and said earnestly: "If you want to grow a plant well, you have to study what it likes and what it doesn't like. There will be unexpected surprises.”

Shen Luyang clenched his right fist on the palm of his left hand, and suddenly realized: "I'm going to buy a pot after get off work tomorrow, and this time I'll insist on pouring it once a week!"

Just as he was talking, the door was knocked twice.

Shen Luyang didn't move, leaning on Xie Weihan's table and turning his head: "Come in."

A small head came in outside the door, Zhan Jingmiao got in, and Wenwen said hello to Xie Weihan quietly: "Hello, Teacher Xie."

Xie Weihan nodded.

Then the people who squeezed in were beyond Shen Luyang's expectations - Xiang Lei, Peng Jun, Ding Yifan, Li Shenyu.

Shen Luyang gave a "hoo" and looked at them in surprise: "Is it for me or for you, Teacher Xie?"

Looking back, he said to Xie Weihan in a low voice, "Mr. Xie, if they all come to you, I will be sad."

Xie Weihan glanced at a few students lightly, laughed indulgently, and said in a low voice, "What if they all came to you?"

This is really an unimagined answer.

Shen Luyang thought for two seconds, then waved at Peng Jun with a bright smile: "Peng Jun, who are the four of you looking for?"

Peng Jun: "…"

Such an embarrassing question, why ask him!

Zhan Jingmiao looked around and bravely solved the problem for Teacher Shen.

"I'm looking for Teacher Xie," she said.

Shen Luyang raised his eyebrows and joked: "Don't let Mr. Shen's physics fall, my door is always open."

Then he continued to look behind her: "Peng Jun? How can you be distracted while standing?"

Peng Jun's face turned red, and he said, "I'm looking for you."

Shen Luyang couldn't hold back his joy: "You didn't try to comfort me, did you? I feel guilty for the humiliation on this face."

Peng Jun got angry and turned to leave.

Shen Luyang hurriedly shouted, "Hey, hey, the teacher is joking with you. Come here, do you have spicy noodles?"

Peng Jun paused and turned back in humiliation.

For the sake of spicy strips.

Shen Luyang: "Great harvest, thank you teacher!"

Xie Weihan took out a pen, the corners of his lips were raised, his eyes were deep: "Mr. Shen too."

The four of them had a lot of questions about Peng Jun, and the other three asked two questions and ran off to do other homework.

Shen Luyang looked at Peng Jun, who was sitting beside him with a struggling face, and stabbed him in the forehead with a pen.

Peng Jun immediately exploded and turned to stare at him: "What are you doing?"

Shen Luyang didn't care, and leaned forward to cover his mouth, but asked in a small voice, "Are you embarrassed to come alone and let them come over and accompany you to walk through the scene?"

Saying that, he pointed at Li Shenyu and the others with his chin.

Peng Jun exhausted his patience and face, looked down at the question in his pen, and said impatiently, "No, they love it or not, it has something to do with me."

"Hey, how do you say dirty words?" Shen Luyang wrote a few steps of the correct answer on a piece of paper, pushed it in front of him, and chatted, "Are you busy during the 11th holiday?"

Peng Jun looked at him vigilantly: "What are you doing?"

"What kind of eyes are you looking at," Shen Luyang said with a hurt expression, "The teacher wants to ask you, if you are not busy, you can come to my house, I will make it up for you, look at what you wrote, and follow me. Like a stray cat."

While Peng Jun was thinking about making up the class, he disliked Teacher Shen's bizarre metaphor.

"The cat is Sanhua," Shen Luyang explained to him very considerately, "it's like the hair of Sanhua."

Peng Jun: "…"

Hold!

Peng Jun squeezed the pen and frowned, "I don't have time."

"That's fine," Shen Luyang didn't insist, "but you really don't need to save me money and time. The teacher is very rich. I hoped that you would not embarrass me, a poor physics teacher. It's useless, I have a showdown, and I'm rich."

He looked at Peng Jun: "you can call me anytime you have time, don't be embarrassed."

The little emotion in Peng Jun's heart exploded for a while, and in just two weeks, he used up the patience he had saved in the first half of the year.

Now look, there are signs of overdraft!

At the end of the evening self-study, Shen Luyang asked, "Are your five homes far from the school?"

The four boys shook their heads, and Zhan Jingmiao said that she wanted to take a taxi back by herself.

"Is there no school bus?" Shen Luyang looked at her.

Zhan Jingmiao packed her schoolbag: "I'm the only student over there, and the school bus doesn't pick up."

Shen Luyang looked at her with a frown. For a mere little girl, he could faint at once: "Take a taxi by yourself so late every day?"

Zhan Jingmiao: "My dad picks me up most of the time. Today he has something to do. It's okay, Mr. Shen. I'll take a taxi and take the license plate number."

Shen Luyang put on his coat: "then come with me, I'll take you off, the little girl is not scary by taking a taxi alone in the middle of the night."

Zhan Jingmiao didn't refuse for a second, and looked at him with bright eyes: "I'm going to take a Porsche?"

"You're going to take a taxi," Shen Luyang said happily, "I didn't drive here."

"Let's go in my car," Xie Weihan stood behind him at some point, "drop by."

Adhering to the spirit of "our relationship is already in place", Shen Luyang called Zhan Jingmiao to rub Xie Weihan's car with him without any burden.

Shen Luyang sat in the co-pilot, and Zhan Jingmiao was behind.

Shen Luyang gently sniffed the faint aroma of red wine in the air—it was perfume, not the same as Xie Weihan's pheromone, but it still gave him a sense of intimacy.

Zhan Jingmiao was very obsessed with the 911: "Mr. Shen, why don't you drive?"

First, I had a fight with Duan Chen early in the morning, and then I learned that the world line was out of order. I worked overtime and went to self-study in the evening. Shen Luyang leaned on the back of the chair tiredly, and said lazily, "How tiring to drive, how comfortable it is to ride in a car. "

Xie Weihan sent Zhan Jingmiao first, watched her go upstairs, turned on the light, and waved on the balcony before leaving.

Turning his head again, Shen Luyang fell asleep at some point.

Sleeping face appeared defenselessly in front of an S-class Alpha, breathing evenly and sleeping soundly.

Xie Weihan raised the temperature inside the car and stopped at the red light smoothly.

He tilted his head, the warm smile that had been hanging on the corners of his lips gradually expanded, his lazy eyes narrowed slightly, and he reached out and pressed Shen Luyang's lips.

When he was sleeping soundly and was disturbed, Shen Luyang raised his hand and grabbed the culprit, sniffed and stopped.

The red light at the intersection was too long, Xie Weihan's eyes were dark, and his fingertips lightly rubbed his skin. The scent of red wine happily wrapped around the sleeping prey, hovering on the side of his neck, but he did not further infringe.

Gentleman, and dark.

When he was woken up, Shen Luyang thought it was morning, so he raised his hand and touched the source of the sound, wanting to "turn off the alarm clock".

But there was a soft touch.

He was stunned for two seconds, opened his eyes and adjusted for a while before he could see the person in front of him - there was no alarm clock, he touched Xie Weihan's lips.

He retracted his hand as if he had been electrocuted, Shen Luyang rolled his Adam's apple, and the fingertips that had caused trouble beside him unconsciously shoved him, his voice just woke up with a hoarse voice: "Teacher Xie?"

Xie Weihan's finger lightly pressed the place he touched, and the corner of his lips slightly hooked: "Here it is."

Shen Luyang looked out the window, it was his community.

When I went to Xie Weihan's house for dinner last time, the two exchanged addresses.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Shen Luyang felt that his throat was extremely dry, the tip of his tongue was itchy, and he licked the tips of his teeth.

thirsty for blood...

"I actually fell asleep." Trying to ignore the abnormality on his body, Shen Luyang glanced at Xie Weihan's Adam's apple under the alternating light and dark, and after a pause, he grabbed the car door and didn't dare to look into the other person's eyes, "Teacher Xie goes back and pays attention to safety. ."

Xie Weihan gave a light "um", and suddenly approached, slender and cold-white fingers slid across his neck, helping him straighten his collar.

When the two were closest to each other, they looked up at him with a smile: "Good night, Yang Yang."

…

Shen Luyang went home without stopping, threw off his schoolbag and jacket and went straight to the bathroom.

Is he crazy, actually looking at Teacher Xie's face...reacting.

In the bathroom, Shen Luyang rushed towards the cold water in embarrassment, his reason did not allow him to solve the problem in another way.

Because he is now full of Xie Weihan!

He didn't seem to have slept in the car, but a shot in the car.

Before going to bed, Shen Luyang comforted himself, maybe it was the red wine-scented perfume in the car, which reminded him of two overly pleasant experiences...