Su Shien has been devoted to making sarcastic remarks recently, and her main target is a certain wild man.
Han Zeyu was fearless and just thought of it as a little fun between husband and wife. Young people, just coax them.
Faced with Han Zeyu's unyielding attitude, Su Shien expressed extreme disappointment.
It is obvious that this guy accepts it humbly, refuses to change despite repeated warnings, and will do whatever he wants next time.
After much thought, he really couldn't do anything about this piece of meat. It was over. He was doomed and would never be able to turn things around.
Han Zeyu comforted him: "Opportunities often come to those who are prepared. If you work hard, you never know when you will be able to rise up and sing like a serf."
Su Shien jumped up from the couch with a somersault. Inspiration was unstoppable. He wanted to turn his grief and anger into motivation for creation.
Han Zeyu's eyes lit up and he exclaimed, "What a nice waist!"
With a whoosh, Su Shien disappeared from the spot in an instant.
Han Zeyu snorted, "Why are you running? I don't want to use it recently!"
At first, Su Shien didn't pay much attention to Han Zeyu's sudden behavior of eating vegetarian food, thinking that this person had finally realized his mistakes.
But the more I thought about it, the more it seemed wrong. Being ascetic and simple was obviously not his style. He was no longer keen on nighttime exercise and was no longer interested in writing erotic books. Could it be that he had reached a stage of burnout?
Until one day, the teacher talked about the topic of changing solar terms, which gave Su Shien an inspiration.
I went home and looked at the almanac. It was Yuger's 20th birthday soon. Could his abnormal behavior be related to this?
At this moment, Han Zeyu was lying on the table studying the mechanism of the lock. This was the inspiration he got from the carrier pigeon. Who knows, he might be able to make the first pair of handcuffs in this dynasty.
As a dignified and honest gentleman, the erotic stories you write must be meaningful and include props.
He is so thoughtful. He even gives benefits to his husband on his birthday. This man is so happy.
Su Shien, who was penniless and had to hand over all her income, decided to give her husband a painting. She had to make it clear in advance that it was definitely not the adult erotic series that someone liked, but just an ordinary painting.
My husband said that he would give him a pair of clay dolls every year, and gradually unlock various scenes and poses.
Then he would paint a different scene every year to record the daily life of the two of them.
His gift is much healthier and more environmentally friendly than someone else's, and it is full of warmth and positive energy.
Su Shien felt that someone was planning a big move, but no matter how hard he tried to defend himself, he still ended up being dragged into bed with the thief.
For a long time afterwards, Su Shien felt irritated whenever he heard the sound of the bell. That guy was really causing a lot of harm.
Su Shien tried to reason with him: "We should work at sunrise and rest at sunset. It's not good to have a colorful nightlife. We should return to nature."
Han Zeyu didn't take it seriously and said casually, "It's summer now. It takes six hours from sunrise to sunset. I can't stand it. Can you?"
As he spoke, he glanced back and forth with a lewd look in his eyes.
Su Shien's abilities were questioned in certain aspects, but he had no way to refute it, and he couldn't refute it.
He sighed deeply and left with a flick of his sleeves.
He often feels inferior because he is a normal and decent human being. Is this a distortion of human nature or a decline in morality?
Han Zeyu adhered to the principle of sustainable development and paid Su Shien the tuition fees while absorbing the medicinal materials.
Su Shien went to the academy in high spirits. He had clear ideas when playing chess, quick wit when answering questions, superb riding skills and perfect swordsmanship. He was still the most outstanding elite disciple of Luoqi Academy, proficient in both civil and military affairs.
As a "pension insurance" who takes advantage of the welfare, Tiezhu considers himself to be the first direct disciple under his master and is highly valued by his master.
So much so that whenever he passed by the short Zhao Xun, he would hold his head high and chest puffed out, looking at people with his nose down.
Zhao Xun wanted to jump up and hit him, he looked like a smug villain.
"I was short because of malnutrition when I was a child. I am short because I am small, and I am small because I am young."
I don't know his exact age, but Tiezhu is about seventeen...
Is he implying that I'm old?
Su Shien returned home sighing. Han Zeyu hurriedly put away his masterpiece and came over to pretend to be considerate of the wife.
"Who bullied you? Tell your husband and I'll put a sack on him."
Su Shien didn't care about someone's verbal behavior of taking advantage of others, but as for putting someone in a sack, forget it!
Han Zeyu was puzzled: "What do you mean?"
Sighing again, Su Shien said quietly, "Although I don't like him, and he doesn't like me much either, if he were to pass away, I, as a bastard who has been separated from the family, would have to observe a year of mourning for him. It's not worth it."
Han Zeyu understood. It turned out to be Su Wanli, the stingy old pig. But what did he do?
It turned out that Su Shien, who had performed particularly well recently, was summoned by the dean, who specifically asked about his "name" and "nickname".
Su Shien said embarrassedly that his father had never given him a "zi" (name), so he was just a scholar, and he didn't even have a "hao" (nickname).
Indeed, no one gave him a "character", and no one thought he could pass the imperial examination and become a scholar.
As the son of a businessman, with no achievements to show for himself, taking a "zi" or "pseudonym" would undoubtedly be humiliating to himself.
Han Zeyu said something shocking: "My husband, I think you can be called Mr. Erqi."
Su Shien almost choked on his saliva. The vest he guarded with all his might was exposed just like that?
Han Zeyu felt quite regretful. It seemed that this approach was a dead end and he had to find another way.
"Your dean was once the academic administrator, right? Could you ask him to give you a courtesy name? After all, he's your teacher, so it should be okay, right?"
The dean of Luoqi Academy used to be a member of the Ministry of Revenue. Unlike Zhang Yaozu's eighth-rank academician, the old dean was a fifth-rank academician before he retired.
Su Shien thought it was feasible, but the dean had never asked for it. Would it be inappropriate for him to take the initiative to ask for it?
Han Zeyu stretched out his hands, supported Su Shien's head, looked into his eyes, and cheered him up.
"Yes, yes, you need to be more confident and show your thick skin. When it comes to tangible benefits, face is the least valuable. Being shy is absolutely unacceptable."
Su Shien was greatly encouraged. He clenched his fist and said firmly, "I will work hard. The old dean can't afford to lose face. I will try a few more times. I believe that the final victory will definitely belong to me!"
"That's right! Come on! Ole Ge!"
"Give what?"
“It doesn’t matter what you give, what matters is the momentum.”
With a determined gaze and clear goals, the couple passionately launched a general mobilization before the war, vowing to win the "word" bestowed by the old dean himself.
If you have connections, you will try to get close to them. Even if you don't have any connections, you will try to get close to them. Su Shien is thick-skinned. He is not afraid of those who wear shoes even though he is barefoot.
In short, Luoqi Academy accepted Su Shien, which is really bad luck for you.
The old dean was watering the flowers leisurely when he suddenly felt a chill on his back. He looked up at the sky in confusion and saw that the sun was quite bright!
Alas... old people are useless and cannot compare to the energy of young people. He needs to put on more clothes.
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