Yellow plums are sweeter than green plums

In addition to being a biology teacher, Duan Qiuming also served as the school's track and field coach because he was a sports student before.The last two classes in the afternoon are routine training time. I changed into short-sleeved shorts and did the same high-intensity training with my classmates. Each of them looked more and more like green plums.

Just play and roll and roll, endlessly, just play it in front of your eyes in a loop.

Annoyed, Mr. Duan always showed a look of wanting to go home today. After the training, he immediately changed his clothes and stepped out of the lounge. When he was about to leave the school, he was caught by Mr. Huang from the same office blocked.Teacher Huang, who is in his fifties, is always smiling. Recently, he has been listening to his own brother complaining that his niece needs to find a partner. After looking around, he focuses on this Duan who is always missed by the unmarried female teachers in the school. Teacher, you can't just be preempted like this.

Good looking, good figure, stable job and housing savings, he is really the ideal candidate.

Because Duan Qiuming had helped the old teacher a lot before, she kept trying to invite him to dinner.Before the Ching Ming Festival, it seemed that I couldn't push it, so I agreed, but I didn't expect the teacher to say it, it was tomorrow night.

Tomorrow night will be tomorrow night. Duan Qiuming, who didn't want to waste time, nodded and agreed immediately when he thought of the little guy at home.

I don't know if he's hungry or not, but just thinking about it, he unconsciously picked up his pace.

When he couldn't wait to push the door open, there was no change in the room that made Duan Qiuming uneasy, except that the chattering TV turned off when he left. Walking in the back room, looking for where his cohabitant who was not on the sofa went, in fact he didn't go anywhere, just lying quietly on the balcony.

The window was wide open, with half of his body leaning out, he didn't seem to notice the man approaching behind him, thinking that he might be watching and waiting for him to go home, Duan Qiuming's heart was soft, and he walked over lightly as if to scare him, but It turned out to be different from what he thought.The young man was holding the window with one hand, and the hand that stretched out was holding the glass that Duan Qiuming washed yesterday. The broken hair on his forehead was trembling in the wind from the upper floors, but it didn't affect the focused young man at all. Staring at the eyes upstairs.

As if something was about to fall, the young man who held his breath went out a little more, Duan Qiuming, who was standing behind him, was terrified, and with a dark face, he took a step forward and took the young man who was doing dangerous movements from his waist. It was brought back.Being so frightened by the man, his hands trembled, and the thing that had been waiting for a long time slipped down the side of the cup smoothly, and the negligence disappeared from sight.

The expression of surprise flashed by, his face wrinkled unconsciously, and he turned his head to stare at Duan Qiuming resentfully, as if he had done something superfluous.The atmosphere between the two was a bit awkward for a while, originally thought he would be angry with him, but he didn't expect that the young man just picked the empty glass in his hand, after sighing, he suddenly changed his expression and stretched out his arms to wrap around Duan Qiuming .

"I was waiting for you to come, and I forgot when I was waiting..."

"I thought you weren't coming back."

These words sounded so sour, as if someone's wife was scolding her late husband, but it was very useful in Duan Qiuming's ears. He rubbed his hair casually, and there was a tenderness and apology in his movements that he didn't realize .

Curious about what distracted Duan Qingtian's attention, she poked her head out of the window to look upstairs, only to see a green radish fixed outside the window, full of greenness, nothing special about it.Originally, he didn't want Duan Qingtian to follow him into the kitchen, but when he came back, he seemed to have turned into a tail, and he could only let him scurry around during the time when he was cooking.

Duan Qiuming has always been a carnivore, but when he went to the supermarket to buy, he thought of the meat-stuffed green balls thrown away by Duan Qingtian as if he disliked them, and the obvious resistance when he mentioned meat, so he still threw them into the shopping basket. The good steak and crucian carp were put back into the freezer.On the table was an unprecedented all-vegetarian banquet, eating sweets with relish, but Duan Qiuming could already smell hunger.

It's only been a day, but he has already quickly adapted to life with pets.

After eating, even when he was washing the pot, he had to hug himself from behind, his thin white index fingers hooked together, forming a small lock on Duan Qiuming's abdomen, which made Duan Qiuming angry and funny.After finishing packing, he took out some clothes from his bag during his lunch break and went to a shopping mall near the school to buy him. The light texture and simple design are very suitable for the spring in the north.

The rule that humans, as advanced animals, do not expose their bodies at will seems to be beyond the scope of Duan Qiuming's consideration. He just imitates some things, and it is obviously superfluous to understand their profound connotations.Except for completely exposing the white body to Duan Qiuming's eyes without any concealment, causing the latter's heartbeat to fluctuate very irregularly, the process of trying on clothes was very smooth.

Duan Qiuming, who didn't know whether he should look away or stare openly, felt an unprecedented entanglement in his heart.But from another perspective, he likes Duan Qingtian's unreserved attitude towards him.The size estimated by Duan Qiuming was unexpectedly suitable. The boy who put on the new clothes still looks immature, and the appearance of pulling the new clothes with a smile is also more beautiful than when he was in the village.

He looked about the same age as the kids in his class, but he was completely different from the kids in his class.

But he didn't expect that the young man who turned around a few times stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly leaned over with a blushing face, leaned over and pecked lightly on his lips.It was obviously an action that had been planned for a long time, but he seemed so nervous that he didn't know what to do.

"Well...tomorrow...don't leave me alone at home tomorrow, okay?"