Ascension has been very troubled recently.

Ever since Wei Huan became the practical instructor of Fuyao Academy, a huge lightbulb has arisen between him and Jing Yun that cannot be driven away.

During the meal, Wei Huan happily carried the dinner plate to their table, along with a large iceberg that could feel the chill ten meters away.

During the tour of the college, Wei Huan also followed the dean, Yang Sheng, in the name of a faculty member. It was hard for Yang Sheng to talk too much to the students, but he kept chattering.

Even though it was a holiday, he finally found his own world with two people. When he asked Jingyun, he said, "Ah? Ah Heng invited me to play~ shall we go together?"

"Today Ah Heng said that I would go to his house and he would prepare delicious food for me! Let's go together!"

Now he is frightened when he hears these two words together.

In addition, Jing Yun is still a student and is just a child in his eyes. In order to protect Jing Yun, the relationship between them cannot be made public like Wei Huan and Yun Yong Zhou did. They can only hide it and become the dean.

Even more so than other teachers, they have heavier responsibilities. Yang Sheng, who had been on a business trip for nearly a week, finally waited until it was time to return to school, but he had a headache when he thought of Wei Huan's light bulb.

Even the new assistant who followed him could see his depression, "Dean, what's wrong with you? You keep frowning?"

Yang Sheng finally found someone to complain about, "Why do you think I don't have any personal space at all?"

The assistant didn't know what he was worried about. He rolled his eyes and looked at Yang Sheng again, "Really? But I think your office is already very private."

His words simply woke up the dreamer. The smile on Yang Sheng's face couldn't stop, and he patted the assistant's shoulder several times, "You are awesome, really awesome." After saying this, he climaxed.

I walked forward happily, all the worries from before were gone.

The assistant looked at her boss's back in confusion, muttering in her heart.

This little dean is good in every way, he is handsome, has a good personality and is very capable, but sometimes he is weird.

He shook his head and heard the little dean calling him from the front, "Xiao Qi, help me get a more comfortable bed. It must be comfortable and small!"

It's really strange.

One afternoon, after dinner, Jingyun said goodbye to Wei Huan and walked back to the student dormitory. The weather has cooled down recently, the air is cold, and it smells cool, which is indescribable. He

He pushed his eyes down from the bridge of his nose, retracted his hands into the sleeves of his uniform, and swung the long cuffs as he walked.

There was a gust of wind, and the leaves that failed to gain a firm foothold on the tree were like a large group of sick yellow butterflies, unable to fly. They had to be swept down by the wind, brushing against his shoulders and falling to his feet.

Suddenly, a small purple wind group flew in front of him together with these fallen leaves.

Jing Yun was surprised and familiar. He stretched out his hand to hold the small wind ball in his palm. Suddenly, a purple barrier circle appeared in front of him. He recognized this evil spirit at once, so he did not hesitate and stepped directly into it.

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Unexpectedly, when he walked out of the enchantment circle, he found himself in a small room with simple furnishings. The floor-to-ceiling windows were covered by white gauze curtains. The light came in and became fluffy, illuminating a small beige room.

On the left side of the bed is a large cabinet with various books placed on it.

Where is this? Jing Yun held the small wind ball in his hand blankly, and suddenly a warm wind blew up behind him. He turned around and saw Yang Sheng leaning against the door frame, and couldn't help but laugh. Even though they all looked young,

However, Jing Yun’s appearance is very different from Wei Huan’s. Wei Huan’s facial features are exquisite, black and white are distinct, and he naturally has a sense of fearlessness.

Arrogant and proud, his smile is confident, free and easy, very contagious. Jingyun is much softer, rather than juvenile, it is better to describe it as childish, with a fair and clean little face, light facial features, and a pair of simple droopy eyes.

His eyes were covered by silver-rimmed glasses, making him even more student-like. When he smiled, his eyes formed two crescent moons, like a cute little dog.

His movements were similar. As soon as he saw Yang Sheng, he ran over and threw himself into his arms. But his strength was too great. The first time he rushed forward like this, he directly knocked Yang Sheng into the wall and knocked the wall out.

Cracks. The poor Yangsheng waist almost fell apart. If it weren't for the monster's strong healing power, dating Jingyun would have been a third-level disability at the beginning.

So later on, Jing Yun learned the lesson, and every time he pounced, he would stop when there was only a little distance left, then gently hug Yang Sheng's waist, looking up at him with a silly smile.

"Brother Sheng, it turns out this is your room."

He is nearly a head shorter than Yang Sheng, and you can just lean your head on his neck when hugging. So in real terms, the place where Jing Yun kisses the most is not the mouth, but the Bi Fang demon pattern on the side of Yang Sheng's neck.

"My office." Yang Sheng ruffled his hair and pulled him to the bedside to sit down. "You can take your lunch breaks here from now on."

Jingyun looked a little embarrassed, "Really? This is the bed you use for your lunch break, right?"

Yang Sheng shrugged and said in a teasing tone, "I bought it specially for you. This is the first time he has been slept with."

"Ah?" Jing Yun felt even more embarrassed when he heard this, but Yang Sheng didn't even wait for him to speak before he opened the quilt and said, "Go in and lie down. Do you feel comfortable?"

Jingyun made a silly noise. He didn't know why his head always felt dizzy every time he was with Yang Sheng. After being dazed for a moment, Yang Sheng squatted in front of him, burying his head.

He untied his shoelaces and muttered, "Is there a lot of content in today's class? Is there anything you don't understand? Your little mind is always easy to get distracted. If you don't understand something, tell me and I can help you.

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As he spoke, he had already helped Jingyun take off his shoes, held his legs and tucked him into the quilt. He covered him with the quilt like a child to sleep, and stood by the bed with his hands on his hips, "How are you, soft?"

Not soft? I specifically told the assistant to make it soft."

They had never been together in such a situation. Jingyun's heart was beating fast, as if he had an overly lively little rabbit in his arms. He was completely at a loss and could only purse his lips and nod to Yangsheng.

"Then go to bed quickly." Yang Sheng bent down, lifted Jingyun's hair and kissed his forehead, straightened up as if ready to leave. Jingyun finally couldn't help it anymore, "What about you?"

Yang Sheng said calmly, "I'm going out. I'm in the office outside. If you need anything, just call me." With a gentle smile on his face, he saw Jing Yun's hand reaching out from the quilt to hold his finger.

Jian, whispered, "Is there a bed outside?"

Yang Sheng smiled, "Of course not, don't you go there often?"

Jing Yun frowned, "Then you won't take a nap?"

"My lord, I don't take a nap." Yang Sheng deliberately teased him, but he quickly changed his tone and deliberately pretended to be aggrieved, "I'll just lie down on my desk for a while, at most when I get up.

My arms are sore and my head hurts, it's okay, my chair is still very comfortable, but the angle of the backrest is not right, it makes my neck uncomfortable..." He said while observing the changes in Jing Yun's expression.

The more Jing Yun listened, the more his eyebrows wrinkled, and finally he couldn't help but finally spoke. His thin ears were extremely red, and finally he couldn't help but finally spoke.

"Can't you sleep with me?"

He blushed even more when he said that they had never slept together.

Yang Sheng tried his best to hold back his laughter, "You want me to sleep with you?"

Jing Yun started to stutter, "No, no, I was afraid that you would be uncomfortable. You, didn't you just say that your neck would hurt? You already have injuries. If, I... I think this bed

It's very good, just, it's just a little small, but I'm very thin, I won't squeeze you, I can go in..." He stammered and said the reason, and he shrank in until he almost turned into a wall.

The size of a small sticker.

Seeing him like this, Yang Sheng became more and more aggressive, "Then you won't do anything to me, right?"

"Me!" Jing Yun's face was so red that it was about to smoke. He couldn't help but clenched his fist and hit Yang Sheng on the shoulder. Unexpectedly, Yang Sheng immediately pretended to be in pain, curled up and cried out sadly.

He said, "It hurts so much. It's over. My shoulder is broken. It's over."

"Are you okay? I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Jingyun then remembered his huge power buff.

The pain was really painful. Yang Sheng didn't expect Jing Yun to really dare to strike. His forehead was sweating, but this little pain was nothing. He reached out and grabbed Jing Yun's hand that was touching him.

, kissed his wrist, "It's okay, don't be afraid."

"I have had this realization for a long time." Yang Sheng continued with a smile, "You haven't answered my question just now."

Jingyun suddenly became embarrassed again. He was very embarrassed, but he didn't know what to say. He stumbled and said, "I won't do anything to you... I'll turn around and carry you on my back. Isn't that okay?"

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So cute, so cute... There is a subtitle that is constantly looping in Yangsheng's heart, and it is the kind with enlarged and bold fonts and special effects of love.

"Then I'm not afraid anymore." Yang Sheng pretended to be calm and took off his shoes, lifted the quilt and lay down on it. The bed was really small, and even though Jingyun was smaller than two boys, it was still difficult for him to sleep on it.

Jing Yun felt that the other half of the bed was sinking, his chest was thumping as if he was sick, and his cheeks were so hot that he had to stick to the wall to cool down. He felt that Yang Sheng was really not touching his back at all, and he felt relieved.

Somehow, I felt a strange sense of loss, so I mustered up the courage to speak again, "...you, are you about to fall?"

"One thing," Yang Sheng tried hard to control his expression and pretended, "otherwise I'd better go outside."

Jing Yun panicked and turned over suddenly, "Don't." But it was obvious that he was even more panicked after turning over.

The distance between them was so close that as long as he moved forward a little further, he could touch the tip of Yang Sheng's nose. So he forgot all the rest of his words and his mind went blank.

Yang Sheng raised his eyebrows, as if waiting for him to speak.

"Well, we can squeeze in a little more. It's better than lying down." Jing Yun didn't dare to look at him, but just grabbed his clothes and pulled him in.

"But," Yang Shengxue was as innocent as anyone, "It's really small. We can't sleep even if we stick together."

Jing Yun swallowed, and after being forced to this extent, he finally said those words, "Then hug me, and then you can sleep."

After hearing these words, Yang Sheng was finally satisfied. He looked at Yang Sheng's red face. He was so stuffy in the quilt that his glasses were covered with a thin layer of fog. He gently took off his glasses, put them next to the pillow, and then leaned over

She went over and kissed his hot cheek, "Why are you so good? Huh?"

Jing Yun didn't dare to say anything. After saying the words of invitation, he didn't even know how to move.

What's more, Yang Sheng didn't hug him directly. Instead, he asked with concern, "Why don't you take off your uniform and jacket before going to bed? You seem to be very hot." After saying that, he reached out his hand and carefully unbuttoned his fingertips.

Jing Yun could hardly breathe. It seemed as if Yang Sheng was not taking off his coat for him. It was as if he was a small peanut that had been shelled. Now Yang Sheng was slowly peeling off the last layer of red skin and white flowers.

I am so fragile that I have nowhere to hide.

"Okay." Yang Sheng took off his coat in a very gentlemanly manner, then opened his arms, "Would you like to sleep?"

All the proactive actions were done by Jing Yun himself. Yes, he and his anxious little heart still took the initiative to get into Yang Sheng's arms.

"Go to sleep, kid." Yang Sheng hugged him and rested his chin on the top of his hair. His voice was very gentle, "You will have the strength to train only when you wake up."
To be continued...