The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Xia Beiqing's expression moved slightly, and suddenly raised his hand, clasped the back of Shen Zhiyu's head, pressed against his lips, and continued to deepen the kiss.

It wasn't until Shen Zhiyu couldn't breathe that he let go, pushed the person onto the sofa, and began to take off his coat: "I'm hungry, let's eat people first."

Pull the light —

The sky was dark outside the window.

Shen Zhiyu was wearing pajamas and had just finished taking a shower. Without glasses, his hair was still wet, a little messy, covering his eyebrows.

He cut the fruit in the kitchen and brought it to the living room. He saw Xia Beiqin holding his mobile phone and lying on the sofa.

"looking at what?"

Xia Beiqing turned the screen towards him: "Watching a street dance video."

"Hip-hop video?" Shen Zhiyu sat down beside him, took an apple and put it into the boy's mouth: "Do you like dancing?"

Xia Beiqing nodded, and said vaguely: "I learned it when I was a child, but after breaking up with my dad, I ran aground. Now I want to study in the same class again."

Shen Zhiyu expressed his support: "It is a good thing to have a hobby."

Xia Beiqing swallowed the apple, turned his head to Shen Zhiyu and said with expectation: "I'm going to practice dancing again. If one day leaves the fog to leave the concert, I will be her back dancer!"

Shen Zhiyu was taken aback for a moment, somewhat surprised: "That's it?"

"Yeah, what's the matter?"

Shen Zhiyu smiled: "I thought you would want to be a dancer or an artist."

"NONONO!" Xia Beiqin shook his finger: "I'm not interested in those, I want to be Liwu's back dancer, it would be better if I could know what she looks like!"

Shen Zhiyu held the young man's face, his eyes were smiling under the light, and his eyes gleamed: "I wish your dreams come true."

"Thank you Teacher Shen!" Xia Beiqing threw the phone away, straightened up, and wanted to throw Shen Zhiyu down again.

Shen Zhiyu immediately pressed his chest: "Wait, it's late, you're still home."

Xia Beiqing drooped his head and raised his dim teary eyes, pitifully: "Mr. Shen, can't I sleep here at night?"

Shen Zhiyu laughed blankly: "You have slept with me for a whole week. If you don't go back, won't your uncle scold you?"

"He is very busy now and has no time to care about me." Xia Beiqing hugged Shen Zhiyu and rubbed his head like a dog: "Teacher Shen, or I will move over to live with you!"

"No." Shen Zhiyu pushed away the troublesome young man with a firm attitude: "Don't mess around, go back quickly."

"Well..." Xia Beiqing stood up reluctantly, like an abandoned child, crying at any time: "Then... Teacher Shen send me down."

"Okay." Shen Zhiyu picked up his jacket and put it on.

Xia Beiqing stretched out his hand to help him pull the chain, and then kissed the corner of his lips: "You can't freeze our teacher Shen."

The two went downstairs in the community holding hands.

Xia Beiqing was still a little unwilling to give up: "Can't you really live with you?"

Shen Zhiyu gave him three words: "No."

Xia Beiqing hummed and threw on him: "Teacher Shen, I really don't want to part with you. I don't want to be separated for a minute."

Such a clingy bastard.

Shen Zhiyu patted his head: "Hey, I can meet again at school tomorrow."

Xia Beiqing leaned his cheek: "Then Teacher Shen will give him a kiss."

Shen Zhiyu leaned in and kissed him, and then pointed to the other side: "More."

Shen Zhiyu kissed the other side again.

Finally, Xia Beiqin lowered his head and curled his lips: "There is still here."