Fake marriages don't need to be so spoiled

Song Jiqing realized that what he learned online was not trustworthy.

During the whole breakfast, Song Jiqing didn't dare to raise his head. His ears were so red as if he had been in a dye vat. Suddenly he felt something rubbing against his calf. Song Jiqing suddenly raised his head, looked at Cheng Mu, blushed half the sky, and said, "You Stop rubbing me."

Song Jiqing looked aggrieved, blinked his eyes slightly, Cheng Mu didn't understand for a while, bowed his head slightly, understood, and said with great interest, "What did I do to you?"

Song Jiqing frowned and said, "Leg...calf."

Cheng Mu looked at him and just smiled.

Still rubbing, still rubbing!

Song Jiqing's calf moved a little, bumped back lightly, and said angrily, "I told you not to rub."

As a result, a startled meow came from under the table. Song Jiqing hurriedly lowered his head, only to see the cat's big resentful eyes, and his voice split, "Shame...shame? Why are you under the table."

Meowing at him shyly, Song Jiqing immediately softened when he received the cat's accusation, "I was wrong, I was wrong, don't be angry, shy."

"Do you still want to rub, rub it as you like, okay?" Song Jiqing took the initiative to push his calf up, "Come on, shy, let's continue, be good."

Glancing at him shyly and indifferently, he slipped away with his hips up. Song Jiqing retracted his legs embarrassingly, and took a big bite of the sandwich.

As a result, the little one didn't coax well, and the big one made trouble again.

Cheng Mu finished his breakfast, wiped his fingers slowly with a paper towel, glanced at him lightly, and said, "Civil."

Song Jiqing almost choked, and asked, "Where am I biased?"

"It's fine for the cat to rub against you." Cheng Mu looked at him, "I can't touch it."

Song Jiqing was stunned for half a second, opened his mouth, and said, "Are you at the same level?"

Cheng Mu stared at him, and said in a clear voice, "You still compare me with cats, and they treat you better than me."

Song Jiqing didn't catch his breath, choked again, and said angrily, "Then I'll just sleep in the cat's bed tonight."

Cheng Mu looked at him without saying a word.

Song Jiqing went on to say: "Didn't you say that Shaxi's treatment is better than yours, then you can change it, you go to enjoy the good treatment, it's okay."

"No," Cheng Mu said, "My wife, I was wrong."

"You learn from me." Song Jiqing raised the corner of his mouth to express his dissatisfaction, "This sentence is nothing new, it doesn't count."

"Kiss my wife, I was wrong." Cheng Mu continued without changing his expression, "I can do whatever you want, and I promise I won't resist."

"Really?" Song Jiqing was excited, but still pretended to be calm.

"Really, I'm not lying." Cheng Mu focused his eyes on Song Jiqing, with a smile on his lips.

"That's fine," Song Jiqing coughed, "You beat my back first and rub my shoulders."

The smile on the corner of Cheng Mu's mouth widened a little, he stood up without hesitation, and said, "Okay."

Song Jiqing watched Cheng Mu stand up, which was as tall as a mountain, almost blocking the sunlight in front of him. An inexplicable bad feeling came up in his heart, and his voice trembled, "Take it easy."

Cheng Mu walked to the back of Song Jiqing's chair and put his big hands on his shoulders, "Don't worry, I have my measure."

Cheng Mu's palm was wide, as if it covered half of his shoulders at once, and there was an illusion that there was no way to hide for a moment, and the thin sweater didn't help, and the heat from Cheng Mu's palm was transmitted to the skin without any cover .

Song Jiqing's little heart trembled, and he said, "You start."

Cheng Mu looked at the thin white back of the neck, his Adam's apple moved up and down, "Okay."

The delicate flesh became hot under his hands, Song Jiqing was very shy, sometimes on the cheeks, sometimes on the pinnae, sometimes on the neck, and less often on the chest, back and back.

Cheng Mu was very happy to see such a scene, it was like watching a beautiful sunset.

The massage lasted less than a minute, and Song Jiqing waved his hands again and again, "It's fine, it's fine, don't press it for me."

"What's wrong?" Cheng Muhang stared at his earlobe, "I'm not good at technique, so you're not satisfied?"

Song Jiqing was hot all over, and he just wanted to stand outside to blow the air, "I'm satisfied, I'm satisfied, don't I still have to go to work, let's do that for today."

Cheng Mu said coolly: "That's right, I'm nothing."

Song Jiqing's expression froze, "How can it be, what I said this morning was all angry, don't take it seriously."

"I will satisfy you tonight," Cheng Mu bent down and leaned closer to his ear, "Ji Qing."

The hot air lightly sprinkled on the side of the ear, which made Song Jiqing tear up, and now he simply regrets it, he still understands the difference in strength.

Song Jiqing said with a bitter face, "Don't worry, I don't have to be so satisfied, it's just fine."

Cheng Mu raised his hand to brush Song Jiqing's soft chin, gently hooked his chin, and said, "You have no chance to go back on your word."

After class, Song Jiqing was about to go to the principal's office when he ran into an acquaintance coming out of the principal's office.

"Mr. Song?" Chen Qingzi spoke out first and smiled.

Song Jiqing hugged the textbook and smiled at her, "Qing Zi."

Chen Qingzi took the initiative to explain, "The principal is my friend."

Song Jiqing nodded, "Are you leaving?"

"I heard something happened with your ex-boyfriend?" Chen Qingzi didn't intend to leave, she stood in front of Song Jiqing, and asked again, "There was a car accident?"

The scar was uncovered like this, Song Jiqing didn't know how to reply for a while, so he nodded silently.

"Cheng Mu was seriously injured to protect you, right?" Chen Qingzi asked.

Song Jiqing had nothing to defend, and said, "Yes."

Chen Qingzi smiled at him, "I don't mean anything else. After all, Cheng Mu and I have been friends for many years. It's just a matter of caring. I think Mr. Song won't mind, right?"

Song Jiqing's throat was sluggish, and he said, "No."

"That's good," Chen Qingzi smiled, "Although I don't know the specific reason why Cheng Mu is willing to marry you, but since we are married, Mr. Song must have his own advantages, right?"

Song Jiqing felt strong hostility, but he was not born eloquent enough in this regard, so he could only say: "Marriage is a matter of mutual gratification, and it has nothing to do with whether I have means or not. I would like to ask Miss Chen to help me." clear."

Chen Qingzi's complexion changed, she straightened her chin and said, "I have other things to do today, so I won't talk to you any more."

"Okay," Song Jiqing said softly, "Miss Chen, go slowly."

Principal room.

"Teacher Song, why are you here?" The headmaster held a white porcelain teacup and squinted at him through thick glasses, "It's hard to see."

Song Jiqing nodded slightly, and sat down on the chair opposite, "Principal, I would like to ask for a day off tomorrow, can you approve it?"

The principal sighed, and said: "Xiao Song, last time there was an accident at your home, you have been interrupted for more than a month. Why do you have to ask for leave this time? The students will not be able to keep up with their studies."

Song Jiqing grinned, tightened the back of his hands, and said, "I'm really sorry, but there are indeed special circumstances. I've already found a substitute teacher for me. Please don't worry."

The headmaster picked up the teacup and took a sip of the cold tea slowly, "Why don't you just rest at home for a while."

"It just so happened that Qingzi recommended me an art teacher who came back from studying abroad, and I don't need you here for the time being." The principal put down the teacup, folded his palms and put the backs of his hands flat on the table, "It's been hard for you these days. I will compensate you in your wages in time."

Song Jiqing turned pale for a moment, "Principal..."

The principal looked at him and said: "There is no need to say anything else. I have no choice but to do so. Give me a copy of your resignation when you have time."

When Song Jiqing came out of the office with his belongings in his arms, he was still in a daze.

It just ended like this.

He hasn't said goodbye to his classmates yet.

Song Jiqing stared blankly at the tender green leaves on the tree.

Will He Wan's little crying bag cry secretly?

Song Jiqing didn't know, but he didn't dare to imagine himself standing on the podium and saying goodbye to those students. He was afraid that he would also lose control of his tears.

There is indeed a reason for asking for leave this time, otherwise he would not have the cheek to ask for the leave again.

Tomorrow is the anniversary of his mother Qiuxi's death, so he must go back.

It's just that I didn't expect that Miss Chen's hostility towards him would be so great...

At night, no matter how Cheng Mu touched him, Song Jiqing didn't say a word.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Mu hugged him from behind, "Does it hurt?"

Song Jiqing pressed against his chest, his back felt warm, and most of the soreness in his heart dissipated, "It doesn't hurt."

"Did something unpleasant happen?" Cheng Mu kissed his back, "Tell me about it."

Song Jiqing was not good at concealing things, so he said flatly, "Okay, I'll tell you, but don't be angry."

Cheng Mu frowned, "Tell me, I'm not angry."

Song Jiqing buried himself in the quilt, and said softly, "I'm resigning."

Cheng Mu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "If you don't want to do it, then don't do it, it's not that I can't afford you."

Song Jiqing moved his fingers and said, "No."

"I'll find a new job." Song Jiqing raised his face, his eyes were a little red, "Cheng Mu, this can't be the case for taking care of me. I can't always rely on you and let you pay unilaterally. It's not right."

Cheng Mu looked at him, rubbed Song Jiqing's hair, and said softly, "What's wrong, I like to take care of you, who's talking nonsense?"

Song Jiqing shook his head, "No, no one."

According to Song Jiqing's tone, Cheng Mu guessed that something must have happened, "Then tell me when you want to talk, okay?"

"Well," Song Jiqing hugged Cheng Mu, tears streaming into his collar, "Tomorrow is my mother's death day, I want to go back."

Cheng Mu shunned his back and said, "Okay, I'll accompany you."

Song Jiqing asked: "Aren't you very busy with work recently? You don't have to go with me. I promise to come back before night, so I won't delay your sleep time."

"It's okay, you go back tomorrow, I'll finish my work earlier and rush over there in the afternoon," Cheng Mu held his hand, "Go back to see our mother on purpose, just stay an extra day."

Song Jiqing hadn't been back for a long time. He almost couldn't remember what the mountains were like, the color of the water, and the smell of the air.

So what Cheng Mu said hit his heart right away, Song Jiqing nodded and said, "Okay."

"I'm here." Cheng Mu said, "Don't worry."

Song Jiqing had a weak barrier in his heart, he often hid behind this barrier, savoring his tears alone.

But Cheng Mu will give him a warm and bright shelter, so that he will no longer be afraid.

Song Jiqing leaned close to him, kissed Cheng Mu's lips, and said in a trembling voice, "Cheng Mu, I love you so much."

Song Jiqing rarely responded to him, because most of the time he was shy, sensitive, and timid to show his emotions.

Song Jiqing always shyly let Cheng Mu taste his love.

When the words fell, Song Jiqing trembled more and more.

Before he could react rationally, Cheng Mu bit Song Jiqing's lips, and said vaguely, "Me too, I love you very much."

In the dead of night, the love is strong.

The author has something to say:

I'm going to change places to talk about love soon

感谢在2022-02-1616:27:53~2022-02-1815:00:03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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