"Senior Qi Yan!"
A familiar schoolgirl's call came from afar. Qi Yan stopped and turned around to wait for her to catch up.
"Huh, Senior Qi Yan, I've found you." The cute girl panted for a while and said, "Senior, where are you going?"
"Go to class." Qi Yan shouted nonchalantly: "What are you calling me for?"
"Um... I want to go to class with you." The girl lowered her head in embarrassment.
Qi Yan looked at her for a long time, then suddenly laughed: "What class are you taking with me? The grades are different. You should go back to class obediently and always follow me. Can you make money in the future?"
After saying that, Qi Yan patted the girl on the head with the book in his hand, then turned and left.
This kind of action seems particularly ambiguous to others.
And Qi Yan... I just showed it to a certain psychology professor [laughs].
In Qi Yan's third year of college, a psychology professor came to his school. He was said to be a golden bachelor. He was handsome, wealthy and talented. He was the Prince Charming in the eyes of all unmarried female teachers and female students.
Speaking of Prince Charming, Qi Yan suddenly had a bad feeling...
Sure enough, when he saw the so-called psychology professor, Qi Yan called him... Professor Jing.
Oh oh oh, he gave up that perfect aristocratic school with a system of high school and university, and chose to use scores like ordinary people. He was admitted to the best university, stayed clean for three years, and worked as the most ideal student for three years. After having a boyfriend on campus, everything was ruined by Professor Jing... It’s a familiar scene, right? Once upon a time, when Professor Jing went to pick him up from high school, he must have been in the same situation, and he had been fascinated by that woman Zeng Xinrou for a long time.
"Professor Jing, today's class is still very boring." Qi Yan sneered unceremoniously: "Your degree is really in vain."
Jing Ranxiu put down his book and glanced at him: "They don't listen to the class and just look at me. What can I do. Don't be jealous, eh?"
"Go away, who are you jealous?!" Qi Yan's ears turned red when his thoughts were exposed, and he shouted loudly.
Jing Ranxiu shook his head and smiled, but said no more.
Jing Ranxiu's temperament has become much better in the past few years. Perhaps it's because Qi Yan is far away in other cities in the province and no one touches his bottom line, so he can't arouse the dark side in his heart.
However, I miss him so much when I can't see him.
Jing Ranxiu gave up the medical clinic he built from scratch and chose to study quickly and became a psychology professor. He rejected offers from so many famous schools and chose Qi Yan's school, hoping to surprise him.
Because Qi Yan had said a long time ago that because he could not see him, he chose psychology courses as elective courses to cultivate his sentiments and miss his 'brother' who was far away in other cities.
When Jing Ranxiu stood on the podium and looked at Qi Yan's dumbfounded face with a smile, he felt extremely happy.
Brother, I brought a small wooden box.
In Qi Yan's words, Jing Ranxiu is a pervert! How could something like that be brought to school? What would happen if other teachers saw it
By the way, Qi Yan was very curious about the contents of the small wooden box. Although he knew it was not a good thing, he had never seen it once. It would be a lie to say he was not curious about it.
So, by chance, Qi Yan sneaked into the apartment arranged by the school for Jing Ranxiu, and found the small wooden box that frightened him in the drawer of his desk.
Well, success or failure depends on this, no matter what is inside, you should have a good idea.
Taking a deep breath, Qi Yan slowly lowered his eyes, gently opened the small hook, and opened the lid with breathless concentration. The small things inside gradually fell into view.
…
A tube of ointment, a candle, and a few clamps... There are no weird things like handcuffs and vibration [beep-].
It really doesn’t look like something SM-esque... rather, it’s like a folk remedy to treat a disease? Especially the tube of ointment, it really steals the show!
Qi Yan breathed an inexplicable sigh of relief, feeling reassured that there was no need to be afraid that Jing Ranxiu would use this death-defying box to threaten him again in the future!
So, under Jing Ranxiu's threat again, Qi Yan broke out. He quarreled with Jing Ranxiu like a rogue. Even if the other party brought out something as seemingly harmless as a small wooden box, Qi Yan was not afraid anymore.
"You think I don't know? Isn't there just a broken tube of ointment and a clamp inside? Do you have hemorrhoids and are you looking for a home remedy?"
Qi Yan's mocking tone cracked Jing Ranxiu's perfect image. He took a few deep breaths and dealt with Qi Yan, who he thought was safe, that night...
In the teacher's apartment, Qi Yan was lying naked on the bed, with traces of red candles on his body, and delicate little clips on the two red fruits. His face was abnormally flushed, and he was looking at Jing Ranxiu longingly.
Ointments are lubricants, candles are side dishes, tongs are desserts...
He looked so horny after being teased to the limit.
"Want it?"
"Well, I want to..."
"Get whatever you want."
The usual look of a fox pretending to be a tiger has turned into this soft look, which actually makes people feel a different kind of inner pleasure.
He grabbed the waist of the man who crawled over, lifted him upright, placed him on his lap, and kissed him deeply with his lips.
[Sm meat will be released tonight, the first meat welfare will be released during the New Year.]
…
The next day, after waking up, Qi Yan realized how stupid he was for daring to provoke a psychiatrist with a wicked heart.
I really don’t know how he became a psychiatrist. He obviously has psychological problems...
But perhaps it was precisely because Jing Ranxiu knew that he was a psychiatrist that he concealed his truest side so well.
This side... He only showed it to Qi Yan, even though the price was that Qi Yan couldn't get out of bed for three days.
"Zeng Xinrou is chasing me." Qi Yan said in a low voice, "Don't she like you?"
He came all the way back from abroad and said some irrelevant things to Qi Yan. Later, I learned that Zeng Yang was planning to marry her to a foreign boss—a balding middle-aged man in his thirties—in order to expand the company internationally.
"Ignore her." Jing Ranxiu looked at the magazine in his hand, hiding the dark light in his eyes.
Qi Yan stopped talking about this topic. After waiting for a while, he asked again: "When can we be together openly?"
Jing Ran Xiu opened the book for a moment, then sighed: "To me, we are always aboveboard."
No matter who discovers it, it is enough for me not to panic.
Qi Yan shrugged and gave up on the topic.
There is nothing that can be done about it, but the lives of the two of them now are obviously much better than after they were made public.
Qi Yan is easily satisfied. Although Jing Ranxiu is not easily satisfied, he has no fear in this matter.
—What if it is discovered one day
He will not give up on him, nor will he give up on him.
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[The extra chapter of When the Psychiatrist Male Protagonist Was Bidded]