What if you don't want to fall in love with the school bully?

After Jiang Qixiao and Yang Shaoqing reconciled, they didn't get over the shadow of breaking up and Yang's mother's death for a long time.

Jiang Qixiao knew in his heart that Yang Shaoqing was very concerned about him leaving alone, and also knew that Yang Shaoqing's trust in him had been lost by more than a little bit, but this kind of wound cannot be healed by just saying a few words, he can only Careful care took care of Yang Shaoqing's emotions, carefully observing his various changes.

In the beginning, Yang Shaoqing would always wake up from nightmares in the middle of the night, pinch Jiang Qixiao's neck with a ferocious expression, gritted his teeth and ask him why he left, and would use the most vicious movements to vent his dissatisfaction intuitively on the bed.

Jiang Qixiao suffered a lot, and he endured it silently. This is what he owes to Yang Shaoqing.

This low pressure situation lasted for several months before the gloom in Yang Shaoqing's eyes faded a lot. Although the suffocating oppressive feeling still existed when he was not speaking, Jiang Qixiao was very happy to see a little improvement It's also good.

Father Yang returned to his hometown with Mother Yang's ashes. He told Yang Shaoqing that he respected Mother Yang's decision. They had owned Yang Shaoqing for more than 20 years. Now that their biological mother had appeared, they should go back to her and spend more time with her. , Occasionally, I am very happy to go back to my hometown to see him during the New Year's festival.

Qiu Rou didn't object when she learned about Jiang Qixiao and Yang Shaoqing's relationship, she was supportive and wanted to get closer to Yang Shaoqing. Carry things to their rental house, cook and clean everything.

Yang Shaoqing has changed a lot compared to before. Now he is taciturn, and he is used to telling others what he thinks in his heart with his eyes. His words are pitifully short, let alone jokes and small talk, things that don't exist at all.

Jiang Qixiao looked very distressed, and took the guilt of Yang Shaoqing's refusal to open up again on himself, thinking in his heart that he would give Yang Shaoqing a sense of absolute security.

One month after the end of the summer vacation, Jiang Qixiao was suddenly very busy. He told Yang Shaoqing that he had found a new job and needed to investigate, so he would not see anyone for a while.

Yang Shaoqing didn't believe it, and took advantage of Jiang Qixiao's going out one day to sneak behind him, and found that Jiang Qixiao had actually entered a high school, and there were special people coming out to greet him, so he was relieved, and he still There are a lot of things to deal with, no longer entangled in this matter.

Yang Shaoqing went back to the rental house, put on a mask, a hat, and glasses, and checked out the door when everyone got off work.

If his attire was in the daytime, it would definitely attract a lot of attention. After all, it was still a hot day. No normal person would have nothing to do like this. Fortunately, the sky is relatively dark now, and the place he went is a bit remote. to several people.

Yang Shaoqing stopped at the gate of a suburban factory. After carefully observing the location of the nearby cameras, he hid under a tree behind an abandoned vehicle, put on gloves and dug out a small shovel with his bare hands. .

The shovel was very thick and rusted. He compared it in his hand and weighed it. The eyes behind the sunglasses flickered, and he returned to the abandoned car and waited for the opportunity.

Not long after, a well-dressed and timid man walked out of the factory.

It's Lin Ze.

Yang Shaoqing clenched the shovel in his hand, and the corner of his mouth curved into a cold arc. He has been following this person for more than a month, and he has been looking for opportunities to strike.

He's not stupid, he pried out the truth from Yang's mother when he was in the hospital. If Lin Ze hadn't led them to follow him and Jiang Qixiao, they wouldn't have found out so quickly, and everything wouldn't have happened so unexpectedly.

Maybe it's because the gods can't stand Lin Ze's actions. Yang Shaoqing found out that Lin Ze had done some shady things behind his back when he followed him. He would always go in and out of this factory alone. People have no interest, just want to beat people up in the most straightforward way.

Yang Shaoqing slowly approached Lin Ze from behind with light steps, and knocked on Lin Ze a second before Lin Ze could react.

Lin Ze let out a scream, and the severe pain in his head made him suddenly kneel down on the ground, wanting to turn around to see who it was, but before he could move, he was punched and lay down on the other side of the ground.

"Who! Fuck! Don't...don't hit!" The fists fell on Lin Ze one after another, making him powerless to fight back.

After all, Yang Shaoqing is a person who has played professionally, and knows how to give people the greatest pain. After beating Lin Ze mercilessly until he almost fainted, he picked up the shovel again, sneered, and slapped Lin Ze's leg hard. Smash it up.

Lin Ze let out a muffled snort. He had already fainted from the beating, and he didn't have much consciousness.

Yang Shaoqing let him lie on the ground like a dead dog, and left without any reaction.

He disposed of the gloves and murder weapon on the way, changed his clothes before returning to the rental house, and Jiang Qixiao happened to be cooking in the kitchen when he returned.

Jiang Qixiao has been learning to cook for a little over a month, and the effect is not very good. He often messes up the kitchen in a hurry while cooking, but he didn't give up, and still stubbornly wanted to help Yang Shaoqing share some of the burden.

"Are you back?" Jiang Qixiao frowned several times with a spatula and stir-fried in the pot, pouted and said, "Go take a bath and have a big dinner tonight!"

Yang Shaoqing hummed lightly, went to the bathroom to take a shower, and didn't have any hope for tonight's 'big meal'. It's lucky that Jiang Qixiao's cooking skills can be imported.

When he came out, Jiang Qixiao's last dish was just on the table. He looked at the table, four dishes and one soup, green pepper and potato shreds, fried pork, cold cucumber, braised eggplant and boiled vegetables.

Quite rich.

Yang Shaoqing pursed his lips, and was pushed to a chair by Jiang Qixiao to sit down.

"Try it!" Jiang Qixiao couldn't wait to hand him the chopsticks, "Jiang Zirui made it for a friendly phone call today, hurry up and try the delicious food."

Yang Shaoqing took a piece of fried meat with the chopsticks and put it in his mouth. It was cooked and moderately salty. He nodded and spat out a two-word evaluation: "Delicious."

Jiang Qixiao didn't mind, sat down opposite Yang Shaoqing and looked at him with a smile, "Eat quickly, I'll take you to a place after eating."

"Where?" Yang Shaoqing lowered his head to eat, and answered very briefly.

"Secret." Jiang Qixiao picked up the chopsticks, "Eat, eat! You'll know after eating!"

Yang Shaoqing thought for a while, but said nothing.

After eating, Yang Shaoqing consciously went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. Recently, Jiang Qixiao was not the only one learning new things, he was also learning to do some simple housework.

Jiang Qixiao hid in the bedroom and secretly made a phone call. When he saw Yang Shaoqing came out after washing the dishes, he ran over excitedly and wiped Yang Shaoqing's hands with paper, and pulled him outside, "Let's go! I'll take you there a place!"

Yang Shaoqing let Jiang Qixiao pull him downstairs, and found that Jiang Zirui was driving her car parked at the gate of the community. He greeted Jiang Zirui expressionlessly, "Sister Zirui."

"Get in the car," Jiang Zirui chewed gum, hung sunglasses on his forehead, and beckoned to them handsomely, "I'm a driver today."

Jiang Qixiao opened the door of the back seat and pushed Yang Shaoqing in. After he squeezed in, he took out a black belt from somewhere and put it in front of Yang Shaoqing, "This is a surprise! Put it on first, baby." How about it? Keep it a little mysterious."

Yang Shaoqing frowned slightly, and began to wonder in his heart, what the hell are the two sisters Jiang Qixiao doing?Where are you taking him?And make it so mysterious.

He didn't nod or shake his head, acquiescing to Jiang Qixiao's actions.

Jiang Qixiao smiled slightly and covered Yang Shaoqing's eyes.

The car drove very fast and smoothly, without traffic jams. Jiang Qixiao was afraid that Yang Shaoqing would be bored, so he never stopped talking along the way. He kept looking for topics, but Yang Shaoqing's answers were very short.After driving for about four to ten minutes before stopping, Jiang Zirui waved at Jiang Qixiao, "Turn around, you two call a car to go home, my sister is on a date."

"Okay," Jiang Qixiao carefully helped Yang Shaoqing out of the car door, "Be careful that the blind date is not a good person."

"Fart! What a kiss! This is really a date! Someone asked me out!" Jiang Zirui snorted softly, "Let's go, let's have fun." After she finished speaking, she drove away from here.

The surrounding area is very quiet, and if the eyes cannot see other senses, they will be much more sensitive than usual. Yang Shao tilted his head and listened carefully to the movement here. He recalled the map of City A in his mind, calculated the speed and distance of the car, and estimated that this is A certain villa area in the suburbs.

Jiang Qixiao gently grabbed Yang Shaoqing's hand, shook his fingers, pursed his lips and smiled, and said nervously: "Here... this is where I want to bring you. Now, you can take off the Blindfolded."

Yang Shaoqing was silent for a while, and then slowly raised his hand to take off his blindfold.

What caught my eye was a very beautifully decorated villa. There was a yard at the entrance, planted with green grass. There were two gravel roads at the end, one leading to the gate of the villa, and the other leading to the fish pond in the yard. Very clear, no fish.

Yang Shaoqing was stunned.

Jiang Qixiao pushed open the big iron gate, took him by the hand and walked around the yard, then walked to the door, opened it with his fingerprints, looked at Yang Shaoqing with a smile, and said softly, "Go and have a look."

From Yang Shaoqing's angle, he could see the furniture placed in the huge living room. His eyes were shining, his throat trembled slightly, and he walked in.

The space here is very large. In addition to the necessities such as sofas, coffee tables, and cabinets, there is a grand piano in the center, and an antique display rack is placed closest to the floor-to-ceiling windows. There are several rooms upstairs, and from memory, he turned on one of them.

Bookshelves, slippers, pillows, pet houses, arrangement, design, arrangement, everything is so familiar.

It is exactly the same as the villa model he gave Jiang Qixiao when he was 18 years old.

Yang Shaoqing's breathing became heavier unconsciously, and he frowned and closed his eyes.

He knew that what happened during that time had a great impact on him, and Jiang Qixiao was always worried. He knew Jiang Qixiao was sad, and he knew that Jiang Qixiao felt guilty and wanted to give him enough sense of security. Consciously restraining some impulses in my heart, I want to change back to the original appearance.

What is Jiang Qixiao doing?

Is... nostalgic for the past?

"The swimming pool has been changed to a fish pond," Jiang Qixiao walked up from behind him, and gently hugged his back from behind, "The fish pond is more in line with the overall decoration... Now that's all right, I owe Jiang Zirui a lot It’s a sum of money, and I’m no longer a rich Teacher Jiang.”

Jiang Qixiao bought this villa?

Yang Shaoqing's fingertips trembled slightly.

"I bought this for you, baby, do you remember... You said you wanted to give me a home, you said you would work hard to make money, and you would build me a big villa according to that model..." Jiang Qi Xiao paused, "I did something wrong, please forgive me, and let me give you a home, okay?"

Back then, Yang Shaoqing's stammering and swearing words lingered in Jiang Qixiao's ears.

That night when he thinks about it, his nose gets sore, and the picture of Yang Shaoqing getting injured doing manual work, those gains made him moved and wronged.

"I'm a pauper now, you can support me from now on... okay?" Jiang Qixiao took a deep breath and rubbed his head against Yang Shaoqing's back.

Yang Shaoqing suddenly struggled away from his hug and pushed him to the wall, staring at him with a very complicated and somewhat fierce look, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.

Jiang Qixiao smiled, and raised his hand to touch the face that made his heart flutter countless times, "There is one more thing on the bedside table, you can go and see it."

Yang Shaoqing picked up Jiang Qixiao and threw him on the bed. He sat on him, glanced at the English certificates on the bedside table, but remained silent.

"That's... my sister helped us get a residence permit abroad. Now you should know why I owe her a lot of money. I think, when you have time, we will go abroad and I will take you Registration... um..." Before Jiang Qixiao could finish his sentence, Yang Shaoqing blocked his lips.

Yang Shaoqing's actions were very rough, kissing is more suitable to be described as biting, as if he was eager to eat Jiang Qixiao into his stomach immediately.

Jiang Qixiao actually asked sister Zirui to apply for a residence permit abroad!

Yang Shaoqing's heart gradually became hot, and his breathing was heavy.

"Hmm...don't hmm..." Jiang Qixiao put his hands on his chest, and pushed Yang Shaoqing with some resistance.

Yang Shaoqing ignored him at all, and stepped up his hands to walk around Jiang Qixiao's sensitive spots, and began to wantonly set fire on Jiang Qixiao.

"Ah..." When Yang Shaoqing held Jiang Qixiao's thing in his hand, Jiang Qixiao couldn't help but let out a comfortable moan, raised his hips and offered it to his hand.

Yang Shaoqing pursed his lips and moved up and down twice, spread his legs and folded him up, took off his pants with a splash, forced his buttocks up, and completely exposed him to Yang Shaoqing's eyes.

"Don't... ah... don't, don't, don't!" Jiang Qixiao resisted this posture, feeling bad being pressed in half, and wanted to reach out to block that private place, but was pulled away by Yang Shaoqing.

Yang Shaoqing's fingers lingered on his acupuncture point, rubbed it a few times, and then tentatively probed in. Jiang Qixiao's skin is very good, delicate and smooth, and it looks more erotic under the warm light, which makes Yang Shaoqing's eyes glow A little deeper.

"Want to marry me?" Yang Shaoqing asked in a deep voice.

Jiang Qixiao's acupoint shrank to bear his invasion. He wanted to answer seriously. Suddenly, Yang Shaoqing poked the numb bulge connected to the root of his flesh, which made his waist twist twice unbearably: " Ah...ah...don't..."

"Answer me!" Yang Shaoqing's tone was very strong, and he rubbed that place maliciously twice.

"Think... think! Ah... ah... want to marry Shaoqing..." Jiang Qixiao bit his lip and begged softly, "Give me...give me..."

Yang Shaoqing snorted coldly, "I promised to marry you?"

Having said that, he retracted his fingers, pulled down his trousers, fixed Jiang Qixiao's buttocks and pushed them in inch by inch.

"Ah...want...want to marry you! Shaoqing...love you...I love you..." Jiang Qixiao felt that his intestines were full, and couldn't help touching himself His penis was masturbated.

Yang Shaoqing stopped talking, and began to push vigorously, harder and faster each time, Jiang Qixiao's whole body was shaking from being pushed.

The crackling sound filled the whole room, Yang Shaoqing just pumped it crazily, and soon his legs went limp against Jiang Qixiao, his sensitive area felt numb, and he climbed up his spine, making his scalp numb.

"Change...change your posture!" Jiang Qixiao said in a discussing tone, "Tired..."

Yang Shaoqing raised his eyebrows, turned him over, let him kneel down on the bed, aimed at the flesh hole and inserted it again.

"Ah! Ah..." Jiang Qixiao was hit in the middle of the heart, his thighs were trembling, his chest was being bullied and rubbed, his flesh was so hard that it dripped, and he moaned , enduring Yang Shaoqing's thrusting.

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