The little brat he looked at turned out to be the gong

Chapter 20 I Suffered Internal Injury

Ji Si supported the bathroom wall, letting the cold water hit his head directly from the shower, and then flow down his body.

No matter what kind of thinking he used, he couldn't understand why he would think about Mo Chenyang over and over again. Obviously that kid is only 17 years old, and he fights against him all day long. He is obviously so annoying, but his body can't control it. longing.

Ji Si has always been proud of his self-control, but now, his self-control is about the same as a sesame mung bean, not to mention that Mo Chenyang took off his clothes, it was that little kid who stuck out his tongue and licked his lips at him, He can get hard.

Ji Si turned his back against the wall and stood for a while, his body slid down the wall, the cold water splashed on his face, his limbs curled up, his body trembled slightly - all this was out of control The feeling frightened him.

Mo Chenyang had pure teacher-student feelings for him, but he actually had a different thought.

In order to prevent himself from lusting again, Ji Si decided to sleep on the sofa overnight, but when he opened the bathroom door, he heard a few muffled groans.

What are you yelling about, little brat?

The cold moonlight shined on the bed through the cracks in the curtains. When Ji Si got closer, he realized that Mo Chenyang was huddling into a ball, frowning and moaning. The boy seemed to be having a nightmare, and his white fingers were clutching the sheets.

Ji Si hesitated for a moment, raised his hand and patted Mo Chenyang's head, then held his hand, coaxing and softly said: "It's okay, it's okay, go to sleep..."

I don't know if the young man really calmed down after hearing his voice, but he grabbed Ji Si's hand with his backhand and said in a low voice, "Dad, don't go..."

Ji Si: "..."? ? ?

Ji Si's face was full of black lines, he twitched his hand, but the little brat was still holding it so tightly that he couldn't even pull it out.

As if feeling his struggle and resistance, Mo Chenyang became excited again. He put his arms around Ji Si's arms instead: "Dad, Dad, I was wrong, don't leave me..."

The little boy was so pitiful at this moment, two lines of tears flowed out of his closed eyes, Ji Si's heart throbbed suddenly, he sighed, gently wiped the tears off Mo Chenyang's face, gritted his teeth and bowed his head Kissed the little kid on the forehead: "I won't go."

Mo Chenyang's expression eased a bit, Ji Si heaved a sigh of relief, he lifted the quilt and lay down carefully.

As soon as he lay down, the two hands holding his arms quickly wrapped around his waist, as if afraid that he would run away, very hard.

At this moment, Ji Si's heart is twisted like twists and turns, the heart he just slammed in the bathroom was broken in an instant, and there was not even a piece of dregs left.

However, the person who caused him so much entanglement was sleeping soundly at the moment, and Ji Si suddenly felt a little regretful, why didn't he record it when the kid called him dad just now, what a mistake...

When Mo Chenyang woke up the next day, his head was in a daze, especially when he opened his eyes and saw Ji Si's magnified handsome face, a string in his head suddenly broke.

After waking up, he discovered a series of things that were enough to make his hair stand on his head—his legs and hands were wrapped around Ji Si.

Mo Chenyang pursed his lips, glanced at Ji Si who looked tired, carefully retracted his arms and legs, and moved his body back.

"Baby, don't make trouble, let me sleep a little longer." Ji Si frowned and muttered, wondering if his movement was too loud.

Mo Chenyang's breathing became easier as the distance between the two opened up.He looked at Ji Si, thinking of the "baby" just now, his face changed.

Does the teacher regard him as those men?

The sleeping Ji Si looked like a lazy cat, with a little less frivolity between her brows, her slender eyelashes cast a faint shadow under her eyelids, and her thin pink lips were slightly pursed.The orange sunlight shone on his side face, making him softer.

When Mo Chenyang came back to his senses, his hand was placed on Ji Si's side face, the skin under his hand was fair and smooth, not at all like someone in his 20s.

Mo Chenyang paused, rubbed his fingertips on Ji Si's face, and then squeezed it reflexively.

a little soft...

Pinch it again!

"Don't make trouble." Ji Si frowned in displeasure, and grabbed the troubled hand on his face and pulled it to his chest, so that he could not die, and pressed it to a certain place.

It was as if an atomic bomb had been thrown into Mo Chenyang's head, and he didn't react for a long time. The different touch on his fingertips and his skin made his hands tremble. for a moment.

Ji Si had actually woken up when he held Mo Chenyang's hand to his chest.

It was only later that he remembered the miserable appearance of the little brat last night, so the two of them slept together.

The hand on his chest belongs to a brat!

Ji Si didn't know how to react for a while, so he simply pretended to be asleep.

The sensitive place was suddenly pressed down, he felt like he had been fried two or three times by a frying pan, his whole body was crispy, and a current swished through his body indiscriminately, Ji Si jumped up directly, heavily fell to the ground.

"Hold!"

"Teacher," Mo Chenyang lifted the quilt, crawled out of the quilt, and leaned against the bed: "You, are you okay?!"

There was a bit of panic on the boy's face. He reached out to pull Jisi, but Jisi waved him away mercilessly.

"It's okay, I'm not disabled yet." Ji Si stood up on the ground, stretched his hands behind him, and touched his aching back.

It's not that no one has touched him before. As a prodigal son who likes flirtatious sluts, Ji Si's lovers are basically the ones who can get you erect in just one minute while sitting in your arms.

But the feeling that the blood was boiling and the desire was clamoring to express was far less real than when Mo Chenyang touched him just now.

Ji Si took the clothes on the hanger and went out with a sullen face - he attributed this phenomenon of being hard when touched to a normal impulse in the morning.

A gust of cool wind blew across his eyebrows, Ji Si put out the cigarette in his hand, rolled up his sleeves and walked to the kitchen.

When Mo Chenyang came out, it was rare that he didn't smell the sweetness of lotus seed porridge. He looked at the busy figure in the kitchen and walked over lightly, "Teacher, don't you want to eat lotus seed porridge today?"

The warm breath and the sudden sound in the ear startled Ji Si, and he reflexively elbowed him.

"Fuck!" Mo Chenyang bent over and covered his chest and took a few steps back, "My...chest."

Only then did Ji Si come to his senses, he put down the things in his hands, and went to support Mo Chenyang: "Are you okay?"

His question "Are you okay?" was a bit lacking in confidence, after all, people always exhausted their strength when subconsciously defending against it.

Mo Chenyang took a few breaths with difficulty: "Hiss~, I think I got an internal injury..."

Ji Si's beating is definitely more unbearable than the beating he received last night.

"Who told you to come here suddenly?" Ji Si helped him to sit on the sofa and poured him another glass of water: "I was shocked."