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He was right, I had indeed never beaten him before.
Even if he made the most serious mistake at that time, I never took action.
I had a dream at night. I dreamed that when I was in Beijing ten years ago, in a dark room, only the bedside lamp was turned on. The person underneath was a very thin and pale young man, with a trembling voice and a cry. Yin murmured: "You lied to me You are so bad"
The young man on top of him had a slender figure. While kissing him eagerly, he coaxed: "Teacher, wait a moment. You won't feel any pain after a moment."
It was the night of his sixteenth birthday. I made him a cake and skipped class to celebrate his birthday. I thought my gift was the best, but Zheng Yehuzhi said proudly that he guaranteed that Xiaozhe had never received such a good gift in his life.
¡°Then I was poured a few glasses of wine by Zheng Yehu. When I woke up, I was already lying in the bedroom with Li Zhurong, who had just grown up, pressed against me. For a long time after that, I thought my lack of energy that night was due to drinking. Later, I learned from Luo Qin that it was Zheng Yehu who gave me a drug that is usually used in nightclubs in the United States.
Even then, I never hit him.
Probably because, at that time, I was not as desperate as I am now-
When he woke up from his dream for the second time, he was lying down.
He is a person who does not take into account other people's habits. No matter how many years have passed, he will always be like this.
I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep, when he put his arm around my shoulders, pulled me over, and pulled me into his arms. At this time every night, I will helplessly discover that he has grown into a strong young man. The muscles on his body are not exaggerated but very hard. Even if he lies quietly, he looks like a lazy leopard, carrying his body with all his strength. The uneasy aggressiveness of people.
¡°Maybe it¡¯s my misunderstanding, I always feel that his body temperature is hotter than mine. I often woke up from the heat in the middle of the night and found myself wrapped in a quilt by him, sweating profusely. He often puts his arms around my waist and cannot pull me hard. He is highly alert and wakes up as soon as I pull. I could only carefully stretch my hands and feet out of the quilt and sleep in a "C" shape.
But I didn¡¯t wake up hot tonight.
I vaguely heard someone talking and barely slept for a while, but my consciousness became more and more clear. I opened my eyes a little and found him standing on the all-glass balcony making a phone call. There is already a faint morning light outside.
"You don't have to worry about these things. You are old. Take good care of yourself and don't worry about these things." It was rare for him to show his unique warmth.
The person calling him was obviously Mr. Li, who got up early. Of course, it might be me who makes Mr. Li sleepless and uneasy.
Mr. Li told me back then, he said: "Don't say you are a man, even a woman who can give birth to a son cannot enter my house."
Li Zhurong is the successor he taught and the head of his Li family, so he naturally deserves the best. A person like me, according to the values ????of the Li family, is a poor scholar. Definitely not worthy of his Li Zhurong.
Mr. Li seemed to be roaring over there, because Li Zhurong moved his phone away. He seemed a little absent-minded. He took out a cigarette case from his pants and poured himself a cigarette. He didn't even light it, just held it in his hand. Play.
Their phone call continued for a few more minutes, then Li Zhurong hung up and called Zheng Yehu.
I can tell the tone of his conversation with Zheng Yehu right away.
"Hey, are you dead?"
Zheng Yehu is probably complaining about something over there.
"Get out of here, you have business, don't be like a woman." Li Zhurong said unceremoniously, lit a cigarette, and closed the balcony door probably because he didn't want the smell of smoke to come in.
I could barely hear what they were discussing, and after a while, they fell asleep again-
Although I knew that Li Zhurong was a man of his word, I couldn¡¯t believe that he actually wanted to go back with me.
On March 12, we had another quarrel. After the quarrel, he asked Yuan Hai to bring a coat and asked me to go out with him.
Spring in Beijing has indeed arrived, and the sandstorm outside is a good proof. Li Zhurong's car had military plates. As he drove all the way from Beihai to the Li family's old house, there was a lot of dust in the air outside. But it's not as serious as reported. The old house of the Li family is full of lush plants, and the air quality is quite good.
I am instinctively afraid of this place.
The old housekeeper named Wu was followingThe Li family came from the south, and he obeyed Mr. Li's advice. Zheng Yehu told me that probably because of his mixed race, Li Zhurong was pretty when he was a child, and was prettier than all the children from aristocratic families. When he was a child, Mr. Li made him stand in the study room hungry and was not allowed to eat dinner. The servants who supervised him often couldn't help but get him food, but Butler Wu was the only one who was so cruel that he wanted to starve him.
Although it was not his birthday yet, the Li family had gathered many people who came from far away to celebrate his birthday. Butler Wu went out to greet Li Zhurong and said that Mr. Li was playing chess with his uncle.
Li Zhurong¡¯s face was cold and he didn¡¯t say anything. He just asked them to carry the things they brought in.
I thought he would lock me in the bedroom directly, but he actually took me to see Mr. Li.
Although it is spring, the heating in the living room is still turned on very high, and all the relatives of the Li family are in the living room. His amazing cousins, his cowardly but playful eldest brother, and his mother, who was kind and filial to him in front of others, were all sitting around the sofa, watching Mr. Li play chess.
Before we went in, Butler Wu first went to Mr. Li and said something in his ear. The people next to him also heard it and looked up at the door.
Mr. Li¡¯s face sank the moment he saw me.
Yuan Hai walked up with a smile, holding many gifts in his hand. He went up and distributed the gifts lively for a while, and received many responses, which was very lively. Li Zhurong took the opportunity to drag me in.
He even confidently introduced to his cousins: "This is Xu Xu."
I was almost sifted by all kinds of looks. Mr. Li¡¯s eyes circled around his hand around my waist. He coughed and his voice became quiet.
¡°This is my birthday and I¡¯m not planning a grand event. Just a few family members will get together. I don¡¯t like letting irrelevant outsiders interfere¡¡±
This is no longer a sarcasm, this is obvious.
The arms around my waist suddenly tightened. Li Zhurong raised his eyebrows, pulled me into his arms, and said coldly: "Teacher is my family member, not an outsider." (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com