usatvline 166 Professor, are you in need of a boyfriend?
166 Professor, are you in need of a boyfriend?
Although Nan Feng was somewhat familiar with the habits of his lover in this dimension, he was still stunned when he heard him say he was going to the bedroom. "Huh?"
Si Junhuai did not explain and went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water and went upstairs. Feeling the boy's stunned face, a faint smile appeared unconsciously.
Nan Feng saw the man throw him downstairs, he smiled helplessly and had to walk upstairs with his bag on his back. He saw the light on in the back room of the corridor, which should be Si Junhuai's bedroom.
Walking up to the open door, Nan Feng knocked on it. "Professor, may I come in?"
Si Junhuai took a piece of clothing and looked towards the door. "Come in, sit down and wait for a while." He pointed to the desk at the edge of the bedroom.
He was used to taking a shower as the first thing he did when he got home. In such a hot day, he would always sweat a little, which made Si Junhuai very uncomfortable.
"Okay," Nanfeng replied, then walked over and sat down. He took out the new economics book from Ren Ying's schoolbag and started reading.
Si Junhuai looked at Nanfeng's back for a while and then went into the bathroom.
Nan Feng only looked up and took in the structure of the entire house when the door was closed. Si Junhuai's bedroom was very large, a combination of a study and a bedroom.
The desk looks like an independent space, but in fact it is separated from the bedroom by a curtain, which is probably used to block the light so as not to affect the sleeping in the bedroom.
But why would I need this curtain if I was the only one living in the bedroom? Nanfeng got up and took a look at the pulley where the curtain was hung. It should have been installed not long ago.
Thinking of something, Nan Feng curled his lips slightly and sat back. It seems that he needs to cooperate with some acting.
After a while, the bathroom door was opened. Nan Feng looked back and paused.
The man's hair was wet, with a few strands casually draped over his forehead. Crystal clear water droplets gathered at the ends of his hair, and as if unable to bear the weight, they slid down his handsome cheeks one by one, as if nimble fingers were stroking a peerless work of art, and finally disappeared into the depths of his slightly open collar, leaving only endless reverie.
From Nanfeng's perspective, he could see that there was no heat in the bathroom. He knew that his professor must have taken a cold shower. Looking at his hair that was still dripping with water, he frowned slightly.
He stood up and walked over to the man. "Where is the hair dryer in Professor's house?"
Si Junhuai pointed to the cabinet beside the bed, "the first drawer"
Nanfeng walked over and opened the first drawer. Unexpectedly, the second drawer was also pulled out a little. He took out the hair dryer and closed the first drawer.
Just as he was about to push the second drawer back into place, he saw something through the small gap. The thing was shining in the light. He raised his eyebrows and pretended not to see it and closed the drawer casually.
Because he was blocking the cabinet, Si Junhuai didn't notice that Nanfeng accidentally opened the second drawer.
"Professor, come and sit here. Tony Xiaonan will serve you wholeheartedly." Nanfeng walked to the desk and pulled out a chair beside it.
Si Junhuai walked over with a smile in his eyes that he didn't usually have, sat down, and enjoyed the gentle blow-drying service of the south wind.
The boy's technique is very skillful, and the temperature of the hair dryer is well controlled so as not to burn people or leave any spots that cannot be dried.
From time to time, the fingertips would accidentally touch the skin at the roots of the hair. Si Junhuai closed his eyes and tapped the back of his hand with his fingertips, looking very relaxed, just like a cat being stroked.
It's clear that they have only known each other for a few days, but his vigilance towards boys has dropped to below the passing line, and he is even willing to let him step into his territory.
After drying the hair, Nan Feng put the hair dryer back to its original place and walked over to sit next to Si Junhuai. "Okay, professor, you can start now."
Si Junhuai lazily opened his eyelids and moved his gaze to Nanfeng's hand holding the book. "Well, in economics, theory and practice complement each other. Theory is like a map, telling us the general situation of the economy, just like Adam Smith said about the "invisible hand" of the market..."
Si Junhuai knew Nanfeng's strength and did not think it was necessary to start from the basics, so he explained some key points to Nanfeng in a concise and clear manner at twice the speed he usually did at school.
It may be that Si Junhuai talked a lot more than usual when it came to his own field, or it may be that the boy in front of him was special and different to him, so he was willing to talk more. In any case, Nanfeng saw a different Professor Si.
When the two came to their senses, the clock was already past nine, and Nanfeng's phone rang.
"Wait a moment, Professor." Nan Feng took out his phone and saw the caller's note, and made a gesture to Si Junhuai to go out.
Si Junhuai nodded
Nan Feng walked to the guardrail at the entrance and answered the phone. "Ms. Xiao, what can I do for you?"
"Baby, it's raining outside. Aren't you coming back?" Xiaoyin yawned and asked in a low voice.
Nan Feng then noticed the traces of rain on the corridor windows, which looked quite large. "It depends on the situation."
"Where do you live then?" There was some movement from Xiaoyin's side. It must be Nan Jingshuo coming to find his wife.
Nan Feng leaned on the guardrail, his eyes fixed on the gap under the bedroom door, and said with a smile, "If it doesn't work, I can just find a friend's house to stay at."
"Okay, baby, be careful." Xiaoyin is still very confident in her son. Who can bully him with his muscles?
"Got it, I'm hanging up." After hanging up, Nanfeng opened the bedroom door and glanced at the man who was still sitting at the desk with a book in his hand, with a smile in his eyes.
When the man looked over, she put it back and said, "Professor, it's too late. I'm going home." Then she started to pack up.
Si Junhuai's fingertips were white from the pressure he put on the book, but his face showed no emotion. "The rain outside won't stop for a while, how are you going home?"
Nanfeng looked at his phone in annoyance and said, "I don't know. There are no taxis around here."
Si Junhuai's lips curled up slightly. "What should I do?"
"Or... Professor, please give me a lift." Nan Feng acted like a clown and sat at Si Junhuai's feet. Maybe because he was tall, even if he sat lower than Si Junhuai, he could still reach his waist.
Si Junhuai could clearly see the man's delicate features and the pair of affectionate eyes that he loved so much. His fingertips couldn't help but tremble slightly as he wanted to touch him.
"The main cause of accidents is driving in rainy days." Si Junhuai's thick eyelashes drooped slightly as she looked at the boy.
"Ah? Then I won't stay on the street, right?" Nan Feng hung his head like a homeless large canine.
Si Junhuai put the book on the table, raised his hand to touch the boy's head, but hesitated for a moment and was about to put it down when the boy raised his head and touched his palm.
The boy's hair was a little hard but surprisingly felt good. Si Junhuai moved his palm and touched what he wanted with satisfaction.
"You live in my house," Si Jun said in a good mood, his voice was different from usual, a little softer
"Won't that disturb the professor?" Nan Feng allowed the man to touch his head.
"No, but my guest room is not cleaned up, so you can only live in the same room with me..."
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Wow, the young couple is going to sleep together~