When Ting Shuang woke up, he was the only one in the bedroom.
When he got up and opened the curtains, the extremely bright sunlight eroded in for a moment, his pupils shrank, and it took him a long time to adapt.
The eyes are white and warm.
Bai Changyi was sitting on the side of the balcony, with a folder and some papers on the wooden table in front of him, as if he was working.
Ting Shuang leaned against the door of the bedroom and balcony quite comfortably, her crotch with her shorts hanging loosely against the door frame, the front of her shorts was pushed up a bit, and the morning wood had not disappeared.
"Morning." He looked at Bai Changyi and said.
The voice is a little hoarse.
No way, I scolded people for too long last night.
Bai Changyi glanced at his watch and said, "Well, early."
Ting Shuang said, "What time is it?"
Bai Changyi said, "Two o'clock in the afternoon."
"No wonder." Ting Shuang walked behind Bai Changyi and put his arms around the latter's neck, "I'm starving to death. My chest is on my back. Boss Bai, cook for me."
"What do you want to eat?" Bai Changyi began to collect the papers on the table.
Ting Shuang said, "braised chicken legs. Is there any steak like last night?"
Bai Changyi said, "Yes."
When he answered, he turned his head, and Ting Shuang put his lips together, and put his arms around his neck and kissed gently.
Just after the kiss, Ting Shuang raised his eyes, just glanced at the paper in Bai Changyi's hand, and felt that the content on it was familiar: "What is this?"
Bai Changyi said: "Tomorrow's speech."
"Speech?" Ting Shuang heard the words and picked up the top piece of paper. This is...
Prof. Bai's speech…
Lecture transcript of Prof. Bai who banned video and audio recording in class…
Robotik lecture notes that students never take full notes…
Robotik's speech with a 90% failure rate...
The blood and tears of countless students...
The dark years of countless students…
Ting Shuang suddenly felt like he had a treasure map.
Whoever owns the speech owns the world...
He remembered that Bai Changyi said the night before, "Just tell me what you want to see in the future", so he said in a negotiating tone: "Boss Bai, this script of your speech... or... lend me a look?"
Bai Changyi said, "Listen directly in class tomorrow."
Ting Shuang said: "I also want to listen directly... But it's not like you don't know, I can't fully understand it by listening directly in class... "
Having said that, Ting Shuang was ready to be rejected by Bai Changyi. Unexpectedly, Bai Changyi nodded and said, "Then take a copy. The copier is in the study."
"Really?!" Ting Shuang looked surprised.
Bai Changyi pulled Ting Shuang onto his lap and sat, then casually stroked Ting Shuang's waist and crotch, and said, "Well."
The touching was very provocative. Ting Shuang felt that his morning tree should not disappear for a while. He hooked Bai Changyi's neck and kissed, and said, "Do you remember where you threw the condom yesterday?"
Bai Changyi said, "downstairs."
Ting Shuang was about to go on and take it, but suddenly he felt something, he hesitated a little, the kiss stopped, and the movements on his hands also stopped.
Bai Changyi said, "What's wrong."
Ting Shuang thought for a while, then hesitated: "As soon as you promised me to copy the speech, just do it with me... Why do I have a... um... how to say... the feeling of a deal?"
Bai Changyi said: "The feeling of trading."
Ting Shuang said, "Well... it just feels weird... I'm not feeling well... "
Bai Changyi said, "You are not feeling well."
Who was the guy who counted out forty euros from his wallet with a cigarette in his mouth
Who is it that you put a glass jar on the bedside and plan to pay for prostitution on a regular basis
Ting Shuang thought about it and said, "... Besides, isn't it fair to your other students?"
He was silent for a while, before continuing to say to Bai Changyi: "Forget it, I still don't make copies, I don't want to make our relationship like that, as if I was dating you just to pass an exam... I wanted to AA with you before. Also, I don't want to complicate the relationship so much..." His voice dropped, almost inaudible, "... Well, a relationship is a relationship, right. It's nothing to do with anything else."
Bai Changyi heard this, turned his eyes to the glass tank by the bedside in the bedroom, and sighed inwardly.
Like prostitution is like prostitution.
If a child wants to be independent and have a pure love relationship, can he stop him
He brushed off Ting Shuang's hair and said, "Well, I see."
After dinner, the two went out for a walk, passed a dessert shop, and Ting Shuang went in and ate a 2.5 Euro ice cream. He didn't bring a wallet, it was paid by Bai Changyi.
In the evening, after finishing the work, Ting Shuang saw the glass jar by Boss Bai's bed and remembered the ice cream, so he threw two coins into it.
One for 2 euros and one for 50 cents.
The coins tinkled against the glass jar.
Bai Changyi slowly looked at the glass jar, and his glasses reflected a cold light.
"Boss Bai, are you going to sleep? We have to get up early for class tomorrow." Ting Shuang, who had washed up, was still lazy afterwards.
Bai Changyi stroked Ting Shuang's back and said, "No hurry."
"Huh? No hurry?" Ting Shuang's spine was numb for a while.
"Well, no hurry." Bai Changyi pressed Ting Shuang's legs to his shoulders and went in directly.
"Hmm!" Ting Shuang gasped and scolded, "Fuck, again... um! Go straight in again! Umm... um... "
Seven o'clock the next morning.
Bai Changyi stood at the door of the bedroom and said to Ting Shuang, "Get up and have breakfast."
Ting Shuang was woken up, her body moved a little, but she only felt pain in her waist and butt, and there was no strength in her body. He struggled in bed for a while, but still failed to get out of bed, so he muttered and pleaded, "Let me sleep for a while... Another hour... Yesterday... I struggled until midnight... I really can't get up..."
Bai Changyi said, "You have a class at 8:15."
Ting Shuang turned over, covered her head with a quilt, and said in a daze: "Well, is there a class... Climb up... I'm not going to class... "
Bai Changyi walked to the bed and said in German, "Ting, which class do you take at 8:15?"
A muffled voice came from the quilt: "Um... let me think... it's Ro... bo... "
The sound stopped abruptly.
The quilt moved a bit, and then immediately became motionless again.
Five seconds later, two hands reached out from under the quilt and grabbed the edge of the quilt.
The quilt is pulled down.
A little bit of hair came out.
forehead.
Then there are the eyebrows.
After a long time, his eyes finally came out.
Four eyes facing each other.
Ting Shuang, who was completely sober, waved stiffly at Bai Changyi, who was looking down at him, and said, "...Good morning, Professor."