harleyscars Chapter 75 President, Please Don't Love Me 04
Chapter 75 President, Please Don't Love Me 04
When he arrived at the school, Xie Qinghong was not surprised to be surrounded by crowds. Even the familiar classmates in the class did not dare to come forward to say hello to him at this time.He could only smile wryly, as expected, as an ordinary person, this kind of treatment is really too much to bear.
This session is the class of the class teacher Pei Yue. As soon as he came in, he discovered the strange situation of the student he valued very much, Xie Qinghong, but it was hard to say anything at this time, and he could only think of talking to him after class.A class was finished in such a delicate atmosphere, thankfully Xie Qinghong is a very dedicated person, once the learning mode is turned on, he forgets the surrounding situation, otherwise this class is really unnecessary.
When everyone was almost gone, Pei Yue came to Xie Qinghong and knocked on his desk, "Come to my office." After speaking, he frowned and glanced at the two men who were staring at him. a bodyguard.
Xie Qinghong nodded, picked up his books and followed Pei Yue into his office, "This is my teacher, so don't follow me in, it will be fine."
The two bodyguards looked at each other and felt that there was really nothing serious, so they let him in.Pei Yue pulled out a chair and asked Xie Qinghong to sit down. After thinking about it for a long time, he said cautiously: "Have you encountered any trouble recently? If you have any problems, you can tell the teacher, and the teacher will help you solve it."
Xie Qinghong was very moved. Teacher Pei Yue has always taken good care of him. This talented painter who is already famous in the painting world in his 30s is the existence that Xie Qinghong longs for.Moreover, Teacher Pei Yue has a very gentle personality, is very patient with him, and carefully guides his creation, which has benefited Xie Qinghong a lot.
Lowering his eyes, Xie Qinghong certainly couldn't tell the truth, anyway, the teacher is the kind of artist who is brilliant, and these messy things are not suitable for him, "It's nothing... even my cousin came back recently, and I don't know what to say." What's crazy, you insist on asking me to bring two bodyguards, saying it's not safe, no matter how you explain it, you won't listen to it."
How could Pei Yue fail to understand such a poor excuse, knowing that he didn't want to say it, he didn't force him.But this is his own student, he must take good care of him, once something happens, he will not care about his concealment.Pei Yue gently patted his head, and comforted him: "It's okay, your cousin is doing it for your own good."
Xie Qinghong nodded, raised his eyes, and smiled, "Enen, I know everything, don't worry, teacher, I'm really fine."
The two talked for a while, and Pei Yue let him go.Xie Qinghong breathed a sigh of relief, telling a lie requires a hundred lies to prove it, which is really painful.
"Master, we should go back." Lin Shui, the square-faced bodyguard among the two bodyguards, reminded.
Xie Qinghong hesitated for a moment, "I also want to go to South Street to buy some paint, and take a stroll for a meal."
Lin Shui looked at the communicator in his hand, "The president asked you to go home after class. If you need anything, you can ask the president again. We can't make the decision."
Being under the eaves, he had to bow his head. Xie Qinghong didn't want to embarrass these bodyguards, nor did he want to challenge Ye Changfeng's authority, so he could only get in the car and go home.Just looking at this huge villa, Xie Qinghong felt suffocated, as if once he walked in, his freedom would disappear without a trace.Shaking his head with a wry smile, he felt a little helpless about his wild thoughts. It seems that too many things really happened in the past few days, which messed up his thoughts.
"I heard that you want to go shopping on South Street." Ye Changfeng asked this the first sentence when he came back.
Xie Qinghong nodded, "I have run out of several paints and need to buy them. Can I go? I can come back soon, and I won't delay the time for dinner."
"No!" Ye Changfeng refused without hesitation, "If you need anything, just make a list and give it to Lin Shui, and he will send someone to buy it."
"But..." But shopping is also a kind of fun, especially when you go to places that sell painting utensils to see if there are any new paints or special brushes. This is what Xie Qinghong wants to experience.However, after glancing at Ye Changfeng's expression, he swallowed the words again, no matter how much he said, it would be useless if the President disagreed.In fact, he still doesn't understand why the President must trap himself by his side, and what exactly he wants.
With the passage of time, Xie Qinghong's resistance to Ye Changfeng's intimacy at the beginning has become accustomed to him now. After all, every resistance is suppressed, so there is no need to resist.At this time, he has not realized how terrible a habit is, just like air, usually you can't feel its existence, but when you lose it, you will suffocate.
Xie Qinghong, who was lying naked under the quilt, rolled her big eyes, because it was not ten o'clock yet, so it was really boring.But the President has already closed his eyes and started to feel drowsy. Such a healthy work and rest time is really not like a leader who should be busy with national affairs. Why is he so idle?
Xie Qinghong boredly began to look at Ye Changfeng's face, saying that he hadn't looked at this legendary big man carefully in such a long time, because he was really powerful, Xie Qinghong dared not look again every time he only took one look at it .Now that he can't see himself with his eyes closed, Xie Qinghong dared to secretly look at his face carefully.It feels different from the one on TV, it seems to be more handsome, but also more ruthless.Especially when those eyes were opened, the oppressive feeling was so overwhelming, Xie Qinghong felt it in his heart.
"Have you seen enough?" Ye Changfeng said suddenly, making Xie Qinghong shiver in fright, and shrank into his arms directly.Ye Changfeng was instantly flattered by this subconscious action, and lightly patted his smooth back, "What are you afraid of, I won't eat you, you can watch whatever you want."
Xie Qinghong found that the alarm seemed to be lifted, so he stretched out his head tentatively, and carefully observed the expression of the President, well, it is really hard to tell whether he is happy or angry. "You didn't sleep?"
"Your eyes are almost burning a hole in my face, how do you sleep?"
Xie Qinghong hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, I... I won't look at you anymore, Your Excellency, go to bed quickly."
"You called me Your Excellency the President again, shouldn't you be punished?" Ye Changfeng's hand had already slid down his back to his buttocks, and patted him lightly, with full threat.
"Changfeng..." Xie Qinghong looked at him pitifully, like a rabbit stared at by an eagle, he could only stiffen his body and dare not move.
"Be obedient, do you understand?" Ye Changfeng withdrew his hand and rubbed it back and forth on his waist, as if letting him go.
"I know... I know..." Xie Qinghong hurriedly said that he would be good, and that such punishment should be less, because every time he was ashamed, he broke the table.A few more times, I feel that I will definitely have a false fire and a nosebleed.
"Can't sleep? That's right, you young people are probably still crazy at this time. Well, what do you want to do?"
We young people, we speak as if you are very old, Xie Qinghong murmured in his heart.But since His Excellency the President wants to distribute benefits, it is natural to actively fight for it, "I want to read a book for a while..."
"No, reading at night hurts the eyes." Flatly refused.
"Then... I want to play with the computer."
"That, I'm playing with my mobile phone." This is the head office, Xie Qinghong racked his brains to think.
"No, there is radiation." Flatly refused for the third time.
Xie Qinghong was so angry, this can't work, that can't work, why did you give him hope in the first place!He turned over, turned his face away from Ye Changfeng, curled up angrily, and ignored him.
Ye Changfeng looked at him who was throwing a temper, his eyes softened, and he calmed down again, and forced him to come over, "Okay, close your eyes, I'll tell you a story."
tell a story? ? ?Xie Qinghong's heart is confused, he is no longer a three-year-old child, he doesn't like to listen to bedtime stories, okay?It's a pity that President Ye's order cannot be resisted, and Xie Qinghong was forced to start listening to Ye Changfeng's talk about the uprising back then.The more I listened to him, the more enthusiastic I became. Many of what Ye Changfeng said was different from what was broadcast in the news written in the book. It was more real and exciting, which made Xie Qinghong listen with gusto.
"Why don't you talk?" Ye Changfeng stopped suddenly, which made Xie Qinghong very anxious. It's just reached a critical moment, why don't you continue.
"It's late, go to bed." Ye Changfeng hugged him to his chest, indicating that today's story ended here.
Oh my god, Xie Qinghong was scratching his head anxiously, really wanting to know the next step.He looked at the President with mournful eyes for a long time, but the other party didn't respond and seemed to be asleep. Xie Qinghong could only calm down and look forward to tomorrow night.