Feeling guilty?

Qi Bai: Then I'm really excited!

The more Jiang Jianzhi was like this, the harder the fluffy kitten in Qi Bai's heart scratched.

"Professor Jiang." Qi Bai put his hands on the desk and propped it back, his entire upper body also leaned back, tilted his head to look at Professor Jiang's face, and deliberately laughed seriously:

"Why don't you look at me? You..."

However, Qi Bai couldn't finish his cool words. He pressed his left hand on the document bag on the desk. The transparent document bag had no friction with the smooth desktop, and the next second he put it on it, he slid forward... …

Qi Bai, who lost his support, bent his elbow and fell backward uncontrollably.

Seeing that the back of his head was about to come into intimate contact with the sharp corners of the computer screen, Qi Bai said, "!"

Qi Bai's pupils shrank suddenly, and the conditioned reflex 'fuck' in his throat had just uttered a half tone, he felt his waist tighten, and then he was pulled aside and slammed into a slightly hard body. But a warm embrace.

The bridge of Qi Bai's nose was a little sour.

Before he could react, he felt that he had kicked something in his panic. The next second, Jiang Jianzhi's body suddenly became heavy, and he pressed him down.

Qi Bai: "!"

Qi Bai propped up the desk with one hand and pressed against Jiang Jianzhi's chest with the other. Even so, he was still pushed backwards by the tall Jiang Jianzhi.

The upper body completely lost focus, and Qi Bai instinctively grabbed the clothes on the opponent's chest.

Just when Qi Bai felt that he would be stabbed in his mind, and Professor Jiang, who was so embarrassed that he did not do anything, was overwhelmed on the desk, Professor Jiang supported the table with his left hand in time to prevent Qi Yanyan from being crushed into a cake by himself.

When Qi Bai was slipping with his hands, Jiang Jianzhi quickly came over to catch him, preventing his human brain from colliding with the artificial intelligence, and finally losing both sides of the human tragedy.

But "good intentions are not rewarded", and the helpful Professor Jiang was kicked in the calf by Qi Bai, who was in a hurry.

Everyone knows about Brother Qi's physical strength. Regardless of whether it's real pain or fake pain, Professor Jiang frowned anyway, and then the space between the two was infinitely compressed.

After the two men were able to stabilize their bodies, the originally impetuous air was quiet.

Qi Bai stared at Jiang Jianzhi above him with wide eyes, his face stunned, and he blinked slowly for a while.

Qi Bai's upper body was turned back, almost lying on the desk, Jiang Jianzhi hugged his waist, because of their posture, the two were closer below the waist.

The exposed thigh skin became extremely sensitive at this moment.

He could even clearly feel the touch of Jiang Jianzhi's trousers.

Jiang Jianzhi's attractive face has no blind spots in three hundred and sixty degrees. Even if Qi Bai is lying down and looking at him, he is still beautiful.

After realizing what kind of bad posture the two of them are in now, Qi Bai looked at the Adam's apple that could be touched by the other's hand, and the hand holding the clothes on his chest tightened unconsciously and froze.

Jiang Jianzhi also froze.

However, the stiffness of the two people is obviously different, and the starting points are slightly different:

Qi Bai's mind slid through the 'teaching materials' prefixed with 'office', 'classroom desk' and so on.

One is bigger than the other, Jinjiang has to check the small theater in his head when he sees Qi Yanyan, and he has to call him a good guy, and then the level of warning is locked overnight.

Stiff and stiff, Qi Bai turned his ears and neck red—

Then, is he willing to close his eyes and agree later, or is he willing to refuse and welcome?

And Professor Jiang's inner activities are far less wonderful than Qi Bai's mind, changing seven or eight postures in one hour, not so wild and heroic "disorderly"——

The small mole on the collarbone of the person under him is enough to make Professor Jiang confused and stiff.

Obviously, Professor Jiang suffers from a disadvantage because the coverage of knowledge is not comprehensive enough, and he is not omniscient enough.

At a very close distance, Qi Bai and Jiang Jianzhi's eyes met in mid-air, quiet and turbulent, as if there were invisible ferocious beasts dormant under the seemingly calm lake.

Just waiting for a signal, you can break through the cage, and you will be out of control from now on.

There is no need for a fuse, as long as the temperature in anyone's eyes is hotter, the air can be burned in place with sparks.

I don't know how long it took, one second, one minute, five minutes... maybe ten minutes, and neither of the two moved in this dangerous posture.

Jiang Jianzhi held Qi Bai's waist and didn't want to let go. His brain, which has always been thoughtful, stopped working at this moment, and the light-colored pupils reflected the person with red ears in front of him.

And Qi Bai didn't move because...

Feeling the slowly increasing strength around his waist, the faint cloud that had been shrouded in his heart blew away—

Jiang Jianzhi is really not straight!

At least not now.

After realizing this, the theory master felt an unprecedented joy. He clenched Jiang Jianzhi's clothes tightly with his fingertips, determined to leave his own folds on the clothes that were always ironed neatly.

Through the thin-framed lenses, Qi Bai looked at Jiang Jianzhi's light amber eyes with faint sparkles, and felt that these eyes were indeed more beautiful than the most beautiful gems in the world.

Also fascinating...

This man is mine.

Looking at Jiang Jianzhi, Qi Bai thought so.

There is no need for evidence to support it, and there is no need to repeatedly doubt and waver.

Jiang Jianzhi is his!

The sudden smile on Qi Bai's face made Jiang Jianzhi suddenly regain his senses, Professor Jiang's eyes flashed, and the distance between the two was widened.

Qi Bai took advantage of the situation and let go of his hand, leaving a flower with folds on the clothes on his chest.

The back of Qi Bai's head was safe, Jiang Jianzhi stood up straight, raised his hand to support the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and returned to his usual noble and unattainable appearance. After a pause, he said to Qi Bai in a very soft voice:

"Feel sorry."

If it was before, Qi Bai would definitely not think too much, and in all likelihood, he would still say thank you.