Mr. Lu is a Chinese teacher, and he has done more reading comprehension questions than any senior high school student.
He has always been decisive when analyzing the topic without any hesitation.
—The same is true for this provocation.
He didn't speak, just got up and took the plate and left, walking steadily.
Pei Zhuo also ate very little, took the yogurt and left after drinking the soup, and stopped to tease the stray cats on the way.
After this meeting, they returned to a plain and simple state of getting along.
Not only are there fewer conversations, but there are also fewer private exchanges.
Pei Zhuo remained calm, but gradually began to wonder if he made a wrong move.
Does this irritate him
Chief Lu is still estranged and indifferent in front of people, and he has lost his warmth behind people. The relationship between the two seems to have returned to the original point.
In the past, when they were standing in the class at the same time, Lu Lin would watch him quietly, with bright and gentle eyes.
But now these eyes have also disappeared, not staying on him for half an inch.
Pei Zhuo waited for a few more days, and the sense of uncertainty began to deepen.
... did I say the wrong thing
Is he angry, or has he just given up on it
Pei Zhuo wanted to talk to him several times, or asked him through WeChat, but he didn't do it in the end.
If you rashly send WeChat to ask such a question, the other party will refuse to reply, and you will be at a disadvantage.
Can only wait.
But the weekend and the Lantern Festival arrived in a flash.
They hadn't seen each other for a whole week, not even a good night.
During the holiday, Pei Zhuo waited from Friday to Monday, and took Huo Lu out to watch movies for four nights.
Huo Lu didn't know the situation at first, but after listening to him explain a few words, he felt a little curious: "Brother Lu doesn't seem to be angry?"
"It doesn't look like it?"
"Our language group has meetings every day recently, and I sit opposite him," Huo Lu recalled: "He seems to be in a good mood recently, and occasionally smiles when talking to us. This man really looks good when he smiles."
Pei Zhuo lay on the coffee table and said sullenly, "He hasn't taken the initiative to talk to me for a long time."
It's been a long time since you looked at me and smiled.
"Wait a little longer." Huo Lu pressed his shoulder: "General Pei, the morale of the army must not be disturbed."
"I want to open up that boring wood..." Pei Zhuo rubbed his forehead: "Headache."
No matter what, Pei Zhuoming pretended to be very good, without showing any care.
But when the Lantern Festival is over, he is the first to arrive at school.
There was a white mist this morning, the office was damp, and the air was a bit cold.
Pei Zhuo wiped the table as usual, and began to sort out the scattered test papers and pages, taking paper clips and sorting them out one by one.
The office door opened suddenly.
Lu Lin walked in with a bag in his hand. The dark gray windbreaker was cut to perfection, and the wind was under his feet.
Pei Zhuo paused, looked up at him when he heard footsteps, and then narrowed his pupils.
Like prey that smells of predators.
The man had already walked in front of him, opened his briefcase and took out a document, speaking in a leisurely manner: "Mr. Pei, good morning."
When Pei Zhuo came back to his senses, he found that he was completely enveloped by his smell.
It was Lord Staghead of Penhaligon.
One of the most classic British perfumes.
He looked up at him in a daze, half a beat behind when he spoke.
"… Good morning."
The man leaned over and put the document in front of him: "This is a document from the Academic Affairs Office, and you need to sign it."
Cognac, Sandalwood, Tonka.
There is also an amber that is exactly the same as him.
The melancholic and lingering aroma blends and touches, like a hunter silently opening his cage, waiting for his self to throw himself into the net.
Pei Zhuo sniffed again uncontrollably, and hastily bent down to sign, without even reading the contents of the document.
"It's signed." He said quickly.
"Don't worry." Lu Lin turned another page, put one hand on his left shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Teacher Pei... and here."
The palm of his hand is not warm through the jacket, but this movement has already wrapped Pei Zhuo in his arms, leaving him nowhere to escape.
The man had a broad chest and beautiful shoulders.
This action makes him look like a predator.
If it was before, Pei Zhuo would not be in a mess. But he hadn't interacted with Lu Lin for ten days, and now the distance suddenly shrunk to the shortest.
The mellow aroma of brandy was faintly visible nearby, making his fingers tremble a little.
"I see." Pei Zhuo didn't dare to look up at him, like a wild beast pretending to be tame: "Get out of the way, I'll sign."
"Why?" Lu Lin wrapped him in his arms with one hand, leaning his lips against his ear, with a slight smile in his words: "What is Teacher Pei worried about?"
"Think I'm going to kiss you?"
Pei Zhuo was stunned, took a breath but was captured by his breath even more deeply.
"Ms. Lu...it's inappropriate."
Although it was still early, there could be people outside the office at any time, and the curtains were completely pulled back by me just now, nothing could stop it.
This distance is too close to be possible.
His hand gripping the pen began to tremble.
"What? Aren't we an ordinary colleague relationship?" Lu Lin was puzzled, but in the words, his lips seemed to kiss his ears lightly, and the light breath ignited his nerve endings.
"Or, have you been waiting for a long time?"
Even the low laughter seems to be stained with Lingxiang.
Pei Zhuo instinctively turned his right ear sideways, but because of this action, he got closer to him.
He looked at the pair of deep black eyes, and suddenly felt like a prey that had been pinched by the back of his neck.
Just a little closer... just a little closer...
Lu Lin's smile deepened, and he lowered his head slowly.
Their breaths intertwined again, and the distance was getting closer.
Pei Zhuo had already subconsciously closed his eyes, but was lightly touched the tip of his nose.
"Actually, there is nothing on this page."
The man took away the paper and sat sideways back at the desk.
"Thank you, Teacher Pei."
Pei Zhuo opened his eyes again, maintaining a suppressed posture for a while, his cheeks flushed.
Lu Lin directly opened the notebook to write the teaching diary, the pen writing was smooth and beautiful, as if nothing happened in the morning.
"What's Teacher Pei thinking?" He raised his eyes, as if he was a head teacher who cared about his colleagues: "Are you feeling unwell?"
Pei Zhuo hurriedly sat back, turned his back to him and refused to speak any more.
If a person is often accompanied by perfume, seductive and elegant will be just like everyday.
Lu Lin always had a restrained and dull look, but suddenly one day he was touched by the Lord Deer Head with male hormones, but his lethality was stronger than anything else.
Pei Zhuo's mind went blank during the few seconds when he approached, and he didn't completely break away from the state just now after other colleagues entered the office one after another.
That faint smell... like a hunter's bait.
The office became lively, Pei Zhuo didn't hear what they were talking about, and was still distracted by the computer screen.
He didn't know whether to regret or be grateful for the provocative sentence in the cafeteria before, the side of his ear that was touched was still slightly hot at the moment.
It turns out that Teacher Lu still has such a side.
If I hugged him and asked for kisses just now, would I have tasted more
Lu Lin was sitting right behind him, still the serious head teacher.
At the same time, he is also a very aggressive man.
In the morning, there are two math and two English classes. The students laugh and ask him to assign less homework, and feel the difference between the two teachers.
The children like English class very much now, none of them are in a daze during get out of class, and they pester him to ask questions and chat after class.
"Ms. Pei, it would be great if Mr. Lu loved to laugh like you."
Pei Zhuo was assigning homework in the corner of the blackboard with his back to them, and remembered that low laugh in the morning.
He retracted his hand, and suddenly forgot what to write on the next line.
The students suddenly fell silent, folded the snack bags and hid them in their pockets and sleeves in two or three strokes, and quickly sat back in their seats.
It was obviously lunch break, but the atmosphere was suddenly the same as in class.
Pei Zhuo was still thinking about which page of the text he asked them to recite, and it took a few seconds before he remembered to look back.
Lu Lin was standing beside him, still arranging the order of the school cleaning for the students on Thursday.
"The first group goes to the southwest corner of the playground."
"The second group goes to the uneven bars, and the other groups remain unchanged."
"Zuo Xiaoye, report today's situation."
Pei Zhuo hurriedly finished the last two lines of homework, picked up the lesson plan and was about to leave.
In the next second, he was grabbed by the wrist and pulled back.
"Teacher Pei, wait a minute." Lu Lin kept holding his wrist, and the pen in his right hand was still writing the name reported by the monitor.
He pulled Pei Zhuo back to his side and found that all the students were looking at the two of them.
"In addition, Liu Yuanyuan and Chen Yu didn't hand in their English homework today." The monitor finished reading the notebook, thought for a while and said, "However, the discipline in class is pretty good, and no one talks."
Lu Lin stood on the podium, with one hand on Pei Zhuo's right shoulder, his movements were so natural that there was nothing ambiguous about them.
But the protruding knuckles were leaning against his neck, and the inadvertent touch made him almost shudder.
"Teacher Pei is usually serious and responsible in get out of class, and is always answering questions for everyone after class." Lu Lin taught unhurriedly: "I hope everyone can respect the teacher's dedication and every class of Teacher Pei."
Dozens of students looked at them and said hello in unison.
Pei Zhuo responded in a low voice, and thanked Mr. Lu.
As soon as Lu Lin let go of his hand, he quickly walked out of the classroom with the back of his clothes raised.
Lu Lin glanced at Pei Zhuo's back, smiling softly.
Pei Zhuo almost fled back to the office, and suddenly realized that this was also Lu Lin's office, and he had no other place to hide.
After finishing cleaning the office, he turned sideways and wiped the fine sweat on his neck, and suddenly he smelled the familiar aroma again.
Brandy, Amber, Sandalwood.
It's as if I've been marked, and I've already smelled him.
Pei Zhuo stood with his back against the wall for a long time, holding the cabinet next to him with one hand.
The words he provoked him at the beginning were because he felt that the relationship was too plain and gentle, and he could add a fire appropriately.
But he originally thought that the fire was just burning like a morning star. After ten days of silent brewing, it turned into a raging fire that was completely out of control.
Lu Lin is not dull and boring, not clumsy and dull.
He put away all desire and aggression just because of that love.
Everything is just a gentle disguise.
Pei Zhuo took a deep breath, trying to wipe off the perfume on his neck, but the next second he heard another sound of the office door.
When Lu Lin entered the door, he loosened the tie knot and glanced at him not far away.
"Have you eaten, Teacher Pei?"
Pei Zhuo withdrew his hand and said briefly, "I've eaten."
"What did you eat?"
"..."
Lu Lin couldn't help laughing: "That's not it."
He approached him, bowed his head and kissed his cheek again.
"Come on, come with me out."
Anyway, there is no class in the afternoon.