"Senior Qi Yan!"

A familiar junior school girl called from a distance. Qi Yan stopped and turned around to wait for her to catch up.

"Hey, Senior Qi Yan, I finally found you." The soft and cute girl panted for a while and said, "Where are you going, Senior?"

"Going to class." Qi Yan called out nonchalantly, "What are you calling me for?"

"Uh... I want to go to class with you." The girl lowered her head embarrassedly.

Qi Yan looked at her for a long time, and suddenly laughed: "What class are you taking with me? We are in the same grade. You should go back to class obediently. How can you make money in the future if you always follow me?"

After that, Qi Yan patted the girl's head with the book in his hand, and then turned and left.

Such an action, in the eyes of others, is particularly ambiguous.

And Qi Yan... was just smiling for a certain psychology professor.

In Qi Yan's third year at university, a psychology professor came to his school. He was said to be a golden bachelor, handsome, rich and talented, and the prince charming in the eyes of all unmarried female teachers and female students.

Speaking of the prince charming, Qi Yan suddenly had a bad premonition...

Sure enough, when he saw the so-called psychology professor, Qi Yan stiffened his neck and called him... Professor Jing.

Oh, he gave up the perfect aristocratic school that had both high school and university in one system, and chose to speak with scores like ordinary people, and was admitted to the best university. After three years of purity and being the most ideal campus boyfriend for three years, it was all ruined by this professor Jing... It looks familiar, right? Once upon a time, when a certain professor Jing went to pick him up from high school, it was also the same scene, and Zeng Xinrou, that woman, was fascinated for a long time.

"Professor Jing, today's class is still boring." Qi Yan sarcastically said, "Your degree is really wasted."

Jing Ranxiu put down the book and glanced at him, "They don't listen to the class, they just look at me, what can I do. Don't be jealous, okay?"

"Go away, who is jealous?!" Qi Yan's ears turned red when his little thoughts were exposed, and he shouted.

Jing Ranxiu shook his head and smiled, and said nothing more. Jing Ranxiu

's temper has improved a lot in recent years, perhaps because Qi Yan is far away in other cities in the province, and no one touches his bottom line, so it can't arouse the dark side of his heart.

However, I miss him very much when I can't see him.

Jing Ranxiu gave up the medical clinic he built from scratch and chose to study quickly to become a professor of psychology. He rejected the offers from so many famous schools and chose the school where Qi Yan was, wanting to give him a surprise.

Because Qi Yan had said a long time ago that he couldn't see him, so he chose a psychology course as an elective to cultivate his sentiments and miss his "brother" who was far away in another city.

When Jing Ranxiu stood on the podium, smiling at Qi Yan's dumbfounded face below the stage, he was extremely happy.

Brother, I brought a small wooden box.

In Qi Yan's words, Jing Ranxiu is a pervert! How could such a thing be brought to school? What would happen if other teachers saw it!

Qi Yan was very curious about the things in the small wooden box. Although he knew that it was not a good thing, he had never seen it once, so it would be a lie to say that he was not curious.

So, by chance, Qi Yan sneaked into the apartment that the school arranged for Jing Ranxiu, and found the small wooden box that frightened him in the drawer of his desk.

Well, success or failure depends on this move, no matter what is inside, we should have a rough idea in our hearts.

Taking a deep breath, Qi Yan slowly lowered his eyes, gently unhooked the small hook, held his breath and opened the lid, and the same small things inside gradually fell into his sight.

...

A tube of ointment, a candle, and a few clips... There are no strange things like handcuffs and vibrating [beep——]. It

really doesn't look like something SM... It's better to say, it's like a folk remedy for treating diseases? Especially the tube of ointment, it was simply stealing the show!

Qi Yan inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief, and he felt relieved. He didn't have to be afraid if Jing Ranxiu used this deadly box to threaten him again in the future!

So, under Jing Ranxiu's threat again, Qi Yan exploded. He quarreled with Jing Ranxiu like a rogue. Even if the other party took out something like a small wooden box that seemed harmless, Qi Yan was not afraid.

"You think I don't know? Isn't there just a tube of broken ointment and clips in it? Do you have hemorrhoids so you're looking for a folk remedy?"

Qi Yan's mocking tone broke Jing Ranxiu's perfect image. He took a few deep breaths and got rid of Qi Yan, who he thought was safe, that night...

In the teacher's apartment, Qi Yan was lying naked on the bed, with traces of red candles on his body, and two red fruits were clipped with delicate little clips. His face was abnormally flushed, and he was looking at Jing Ranxiu with desire.

The ointment was a lubricant, the candle was a side dish, and the clip was a dessert...

He was teased to the extreme, and he looked so hungry.

"Do you want it?"

"Well, I do..."

"Come and get whatever you want."

His usual domineering look now turned into this soft and flirty look, which made people feel a different kind of pleasure in their hearts.

He grabbed the waist of the person who crawled over, lifted him up straight, put him on his legs, and kissed him deeply on his lips.

[SM meat is released tonight, the first meat welfare during the New Year.]

...

On the second day, after waking up, Qi Yan realized how stupid he was. He dared to provoke a psychologist who was a devil at heart.

I really don't know how he became a psychologist, when he obviously had psychological problems...

But maybe it was because Jing Ranxiu knew that he was a psychologist that he was able to hide his truest side so well.

This side... He only showed it to Qi Yan, although the price was that Qi Yan couldn't get out of bed for three days.

"Zeng Xinrou is chasing me." Qi Yan said in a muffled voice, "Doesn't she like you?" She

came back from abroad and said some irrelevant things to Qi Yan. Later, I learned that Zeng Yang was going to marry her to a foreign CEO in order to make the company go international - a bald middle-aged man in his thirties.

"Ignore her." Jing Ranxiu looked at the magazine in his hand and hid the dark light in his eyes.

Qi Yan stopped talking about this topic. After a while, he asked again, "When can we be together openly?"

Jing Ranxiu paused in flipping through the book, then sighed, "To me, we will always be openly together."

No matter who finds out, I won't panic, that's enough.

Qi Yan shrugged, giving up the topic.

There was nothing that could be done about it, but their current life was obviously much better than after the affair was made public.

Qi Yan was easy to satisfy, and although Jing Ranxiu was not easy to satisfy, he was not afraid of this matter.

- What if he was discovered one day?

He would not give up on him, and he would not give up on him either.

……

[When the Psychologist's Male Protagonist is Bent Over]