Mozun just wants to steal the teacher

Chapter 25

spring dream traces

"Why are you blushing?"

Tang Juan's eyes were deep, and although he was drunk, he was unexpectedly focused.

Yan Huiqing's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly doubted whether he was really drunk.

The moonlight moistened Tang Juan's brows and eyes, adding a touch of tenderness to his rich face. He lowered his eyes and looked over, as if facing a lover.

Intimate and sticky.

"Little wood?"

Tang Juan blinked his eyes, but was not sober. Under the stimulation of the wine, he only captured sporadic key words.

Yan Huiqing figured it out, hooked his earlobe with his fingertips, and pinched the silver ring on it: "You don't want me to call you that?"

The mumbled murmurs were inaudible, Tang Juan lowered his head and rubbed against his chest, and lay still on his stomach.

Yan Huiqing slid his hands from his ears to his waist, and patted down: "Why are you so clingy when you're drunk?"

The clingy little wood didn't move, lying firmly on its stomach, not paying any attention to the messy hands between its waist and thighs.

After a while, Yan Huiqing finally confirmed that he had fallen asleep.

The wine is okay, although it is a bit sticky, but it is not noisy, and it is obedient when sleeping.

With the warm and soft jade in his arms, Yan Huiqing was a little reluctant to let go. He lay hugging the person for a while, then sat up, and carried the drunk Xiaomu back to the room.

The room has not changed much from before, and nothing new has been added since Tang Juan moved in, and there are not many traces of life.

Yan Huiqing was well aware of this mentality. Tang Juan didn't regard this place as a long-term residence, and he was ready to leave at any time.

There is the fragrance of the spirit flower in the breath, which is fragrant and fragrant, and it makes people feel distracted when they smell it.

Yan Huiqing rubbed the center of his eyebrows, and said softly, "Tongzi, are you there?"

The system responded: "Host, I am here."

Yan Huiqing breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, it's good that you are here."

system:"?"

"In front of outsiders, I can't act like a hooligan. With you here, I can be restrained."

"Uh..." The system really wants to say that it can't bear such a big responsibility, the host has long been clear about your temperament.

Confirming the presence of outsiders, Yan Huiqing was very reserved and restrained. He only treated Tang Juan as a human-shaped wooden pillow, hugged and rubbed it, and then left.

A very honest gentleman... What a ghost!

The system almost wanted to close its visual connection with Yan Huiqing. Looking at Tang Juan's face up close, the impact was too strong.

Of course, the most important thing is that it's just a single system, and it doesn't want to show affection!

Perhaps the plot has collapsed, knowing that the system hides many secrets, Yan Huiqing is much more presumptuous than before.

At the beginning, he would cover up a few words, but now he can secretly kiss Tang Juan in front of the system, mouth after mouth.

"As expected, you already knew what I thought about him." Yan Huiqing, who was satisfied with the kiss, concluded.

The system hates itself for not being able to roll its eyes: "Host, you never thought of covering it up, okay?"

Yan Huiqing admitted it openly: "Indeed, I don't want to hide it, but don't you also want to pretend to be deaf and dumb?"

In the beginning, it was the system that found reasons for his actions and rationalized his thoughts on Tang Juan.

"Tong, we didn't just know each other for a day or two. Why are you hiding so many things from me?"

Yan Huiqing was very dissatisfied: "You can act better than me. You can talk nonsense in a serious manner even though you have a clear heart."

The system was silent for a while, and asked softly, "Is the host angry at me for pretending to be deaf and dumb, or angry at me for hiding it from you?"

Yan Huiqing sneered: "Am I such a stingy person? I'm angry that you are better at acting than me."

system:"……"

After making a joke, the estrangement originally caused by the system's concealment disappeared completely.

Yan Huiqing didn't forget to cover Tang Juan with a quilt this time, close the doors and windows, and tidy up everything before he left, chatting with the system as he walked.

Quiet returned to the room.

After a long time, a faint red light flashed across the bed, and the person lying on the bed frowned and rolled over and over twice.

I don't know whether it was drunk or other factors, but Tang Juan never opened his eyes, and fell into a deep dream.

This is a shameful dream, not only for Tang Juan, but also for most people.

The claustrophobic room was airtight, and the strong aroma made people dizzy and unconscious.

There was no strength in his body, as if he had been thrown into a fire, his limbs were roasted, limp and weak.

He curled up in the corner of the bed, raised his head, there was nothing in front of him, only the sound of heavy breathing could be heard not far away.

There is another person in this room.

Consciousness can't keep up with the body, Tang Juan's tranquility seems to be out of the whole state, and he can only be forced to "stand by", listening to what he says and what he does.

He felt himself getting off the bed and staggering towards the direction of the other person.

Panting was mixed in the voice, and it fell into the ear wetly: "What should I do?"

"Yan Huiqing, teach me what to do."

After saying these words, Tang Juan froze.

The sound of the teacup shattering did not wake up the stunned person. It was not until the familiar voice came with the embrace that Tang Juan suddenly woke up and figured out the current situation.

It's Yan Huiqing...

The other person in the room is Yan Huiqing.

His body was very hot, and the place where Yan Huiqing's skin touched had a brief coolness. It was like drinking poison to quench thirst, which made him reluctant to leave.

"Again, do you really want to?"

The hoarse voice was scorching hot, falling behind the ears and neck, arousing a small sense of trembling.

Tang Juan was fascinated, stretched out his hand, and made a move that he couldn't even believe.

He learned everything he experienced in the inn, and returned it to Yan Huiqing with his actions.

The lukewarm liquid fell on his hand, he twisted it subconsciously, and lifted it up: "It's your turn to help me."

The feeling was stronger than when he was in the inn. Tang Juan's back trembled, and his whole body trembled slightly.

Before he regained consciousness, he was suddenly pulled up.

Yan Huiqing's voice was distorted, and it fell into his ears mistyly, as if separated by a layer of water.

The slightly cool water wrapped his whole body, and suddenly, a wave of heat joined in.

Tang Juan suddenly woke up, his eyes widened in disbelief.

The back of his neck and shoulder blades were crushed, and he was lying on the table, his legs were sore and sore.

The dream was weird and difficult, and for Tang Juan, the next few seconds seemed like years.

What is stronger than feeling is shame, and what is more unacceptable than shame is the faint excitement and pleasure that emerge from the bottom of my heart.

Tang Juan almost cried.

In the dream, he did cry aloud, extremely shameless, begging for mercy in a hoarse tone.

Until he woke up from the dream, he still couldn't calm down for a long time.

The sun shines in from the window, and the bright golden color through the window paper is not dazzling, warm and soft.

The smell of alcohol has not dissipated, and after a night, there is a little decadence.

Tang Juan scratched his hair, buried his head on the bed, and pulled the quilt to cover himself tightly.

The physical reaction couldn't be deceiving, Tang Juan nestled under the quilt, and stretched out his hand resignedly.

His head was hot, and when he was about to erupt, he bit the corner of the quilt, and fiercely spit out the name that upset him.

At that moment, he knew that he was not normal.

After drinking and having a good night's sleep, Yan Huiqing yawned and put on his mask before the sound of footsteps approaching.

Tang Juan didn't seem to expect him to be here, he was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly took a few steps back.

Yan Huiqing raised his eyebrows: "Why are you blushing?"

The author says:

Unexpectedly, this party has not passed yet!

From six o'clock in the morning to seven o'clock in the evening by car, there is not too much time code, and it will start tomorrow on Saturday +, this book is not long, and it will be completed at the beginning of next month at the latest.

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!