It only takes two minutes from entry to give up.

After watching for twenty minutes, Jiang Chuyan began to fall asleep. feel sleepy when see words, so sleepy that can't even open eyes.

He barely propped his jaw, immersing himself in his studies.

But the problem is, what to do if knowledge does not enter the brain.

It seems that the only way to play that magic!

Jiang Chuyan put the book on top of his head, closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

According to quantum mechanics, knowledge always flows spontaneously from high concentrations to low concentrations. As long as he sleeps long enough, he can always learn to fail.

I do not know how long it has been.

His elbow was pushed, Jiang Chuyan was woken up, and sat up groggyly, "Husband?"

"If the young master is sleepy, go to bed. Be careful of catching a cold while sleeping on the desk."

"Okay."

Jiang Chuyan's peach blossom eyes were covered with water mist, and her voice was soft and waxy. She unconsciously said coquettishly, "Husband, I don't want to move."

The young master kicked the slippers away, revealing his white jade-like ankles.

Jiang Chuyan opened his arms and put on a hug, "Husband, hug."

Jiang Chuyan was used to this kind of coquettishness, so it was easy to do.

Yu Yuan looked dotingly and carried the young master onto the bed.

Jiang Chuyan was so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting, and he said in a daze: "I'm going to find a teacher to teach me. It's too difficult to review by myself."

"You don't need to look for a teacher." Yu Yuan said softly.

Jiang Chuyan rubbed his eyes and said blankly, "Ah?"

Yu Yuan selfishly did not want the young master to contact anyone other than him.

"I'll just teach the young master."

So sleepy, Jiang Chuyan couldn't move his mind.

Hearing that Yu Yuan wanted to teach him to study, Jiang Chuyan raised his amber eyes with a smile, "Thank you husband."

Jiang Chuyan was lying on the bed and buried comfortably in the quilt.

In the quilt, there was a clear and cold fragrance, which was unique to Yu Yuan and gave him the most adequate sense of security.

With Yu Yuan by his side, he was always at ease. Only Yu Yuan can give him such a strong sense of security.

Jiang Chuyan hugged the quilt in his arms and fell into a black and sweet dream.

Yu Yuan stared at the boy sleeping peacefully on the bed.

The young man has long eyelashes, a healthy blush on his fair cheeks, beautiful eyebrows and a slight red at the tip of his upturned nose.

The young master was clearly lying in front of him, but he seemed to be far away from him.

Like a cold moon hanging in the sky, out of reach.

The brilliance of the moonlight sprinkled on him, illuminating his darkness, but he turned and left mercilessly.

How ruthless.

Yu Yuan's fingertips hovered above the boy's eyebrows, swiping across the boy's eyebrows.

The pale moonlight shone into the room.

Yu Yuan was half-knelt on the ground with a pious attitude. Like a wild and untamable beast, it knelt down in front of the young man, willing to be driven by the young man.

Yu Yuan gently kissed the young man's white jade fingertips and pecked him thinly.

The shallow kiss and the kiss evoked a deeper desire in the heart, and the seams all over the body tingled.

That kind of itch was extremely hard to bear, and Yu Yuan could not wait to cut open his heart with a knife blade, smashing the flesh and blood.

Yu Yuan supported the edge of the bed with both hands and slowly approached the boy sleeping peacefully on the bed.

The tip of his nose rubbed the skin of the back of the boy's neck, and sniffed deeply and shallowly at the back of his neck. Like touching an unattainable dream, the emotion of despair and dying rose from the bottom of my heart.

The youth has a light lemon smell, which is refreshing and long, soothing the restlessness and despair in his heart.

Yu Yuan's dark pupils showed extreme obsession, his fingertips curled up nervously, trembling slightly.

This level of proximity is simply not enough. The gap in his heart is getting bigger and bigger, and it is gradually torn into huge cracks. The world collapses into pieces in front of his eyes, and a strange and strange hallucination emerges in front of him.

The dead mother showed her scarlet fingernails, which pierced into Yu Yuan's abdominal flesh and blood, causing a cramping sensation in her abdomen. Blood splattered on his cheeks, and the strong smell of blood pierced the tip of his nose.

On the floor, the dense black spots turned into brown-green worms, crawling and scurrying in front of his eyes, making a rustling sound. The color blocks in front of him turned into broken and messy lines, squeezing his retinas.

Jiang Chuyan slept peacefully, with soft red lips.

The world is absurd and treacherous, but the young man has quiet eyebrows and pure temperament.

Even the summer evening wind has become gentle, and he is fascinated by the young man.

Instinct desire emerged in the bottom of my heart, Yu Yuan lowered his head and kissed the boy's lips fascinatedly with his eyes. This is the place he has been thinking about for a long time.

Trace along the lip line and lightly lick the lips.

The lips were kissed brightly and red.

The young master drank the wine, and there was a smell of wine between his lips and teeth, which was refreshing and sweet, making him fascinated and dizzy. The feeling of numbness and numbness bloomed, and every cell in the body was screaming frantically. Crying for the ultimate pleasure.

Yu Yuan's pupils were scarlet and sinister, and his cold white cheeks showed a strange and thin red.

The right hand clenched the bedpost next to it, and the back of the hand collapsed with blue veins, like a dying person clutching a driftwood.

Master, don't abandon me.

Go to school the next day.

Jiang Chuyan was walking alone on the path to class.

This morning Yu Yuan was also full of classes, so he couldn't accompany him to class.

On the way, ran into an unexpected person.

"Mr. Jiang, good morning! Are you coming to the morning class too?"

Bai Luoyao still wears a pure black necklace around her neck, and her long black hair is casually draped over her shoulders, showing a kind of casual and graceful pure beauty.

"Yeah." Jiang Chuyan nodded, saying hello lightly and planning to leave.

Bai Luoyao walked up to Jiang Chuyan and chatted with him enthusiastically, "Classmate Jiang, what are you doing recently?"

Jiang Chuyan said coldly, "Nothing."

Bai Luoyao didn't seem to feel his indifference, and continued with perseverance: "I have been in the hospital recently, alas, my health is too bad."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Luoyao coughed twice, her face paled slightly, weak and fragile as if a gust of wind could blow her over.