Wild School Boy Was Picked Up And Brought Home By His Professor Chapter 24

Chapter 24 Chapter 24 “I’ll help you sweat.”……

“Shen Beidao, open the door.”

Shen Beidao had just finished taking a shower, and his hair was still dripping with water.

He picked up the phone and heard Lin Yi’s voice outside the door.

Shen Beidao then walked quickly to the entrance. When he passed by the mirror, he glanced at his appearance: the bathrobe was tied loosely and the collar was open, revealing his strong chest muscles and undried water marks.

He thought for a while, raised his hand to untie the already loose ties a little more, making the bathrobe more open, and retied the knot at the waist, which looked like it had been tied casually and would unravel at any time.

Then, open the door.

Lin Yi stood outside the door, wearing a white baseball cap with the brim very low. He seemed to be rushing over in a hurry, and his breathing was a little rapid.

He raised his head and his eyes hit the open collar of Shen Beidao’s bathrobe. His strong chest muscles were hidden under the shaky clothes. All the questions he had practiced all along were stuck in his throat at this moment.

Shen Beidao’s mouth curved slightly, and he stepped aside: “Come in and talk about something.”

The bathrobe on his body swayed slightly with the movement, revealing more of his tight muscle lines.

Lin Yi looked away, pretended not to see anything, and strode in.

There was only one floor lamp turned on in the living room, and the warm yellow light made the whole space seem a bit private. The light fragrance of shower gel still lingered in the air, and the man in front of him seemed to become more attractive.

Lin Yi sat cautiously on the corner of the sofa and deliberately distanced himself.

However, Shen Beidao walked around the coffee table and sat directly next to him. The distance was so close that their thighs almost touched each other.

It was 7:35 in the evening. He originally wanted to come back from the hospital in the afternoon, so he planned to come to Shenbeidao to ask questions.

As luck would have it, they bumped into Xie Chun in the elevator. The father and son started talking to each other. They chatted for three hours with no results, and finally broke up on bad terms.

“Du Xiaoman’s matter…” Lin Yi turned to look at Shen Beidao and got straight to the point, “Why did you do that…”

Before he finished speaking, a warm palm touched his forehead.

Shen Beidao leaned closer, and the collar of his bathrobe opened wider due to this movement.

He concentrated on feeling the temperature under his palm, then raised his eyes and looked at Lin Yi: “You are a bit hot.”

“…” Lin Yi leaned back to avoid his touch, “I’m fine. I got hot from walking when I came here.”

“Yeah.” Shen Beidao took back his hand and said calmly, “You know.”

“I just know.” Lin Yi replied, unable to hold back a sneeze.

Shen Beidao immediately handed over the tissue: “It’s my fault that I didn’t send you back that day, otherwise you wouldn’t have gotten sick.”

“I, a great man, don’t need you to care about me like a little girl!…” Lin Yi stood up and wanted to be yin and yang, but his voice was still hoarse, “My name is Lin Yi, not Lin Daiyu.”

She looks more like Sister Lin.

“Yes.” Shen Beidao listened, nodded seriously, and admired him.

Lin Yi suppressed a surge of anger from the moment he walked in, but when faced with Shen Beidao’s appearance of not caring about anything, those sharp words were like fists hitting cotton, with nowhere to put any force, “I came today just to understand this matter clearly.”

Shen Beidao’s eyes fell on him.

It was almost December, and he was only wearing a sweatshirt, which was still velvet-free, and his pants were still holey, and the cool breeze could get through the holes.

How did the little rabbit grow so big?He doesn’t care about his body at all, and he is still sick.

“Sit down and learn about it slowly.” Shen Beidao stood up, picked up the remote control and turned on the air conditioner, adjusting it to 29 degrees. “Wait until I get the information to you.”

He went into the study and came out a few minutes later with a stack of papers in his hand.

“This is the indictment I commissioned from my lawyer, as well as some physical evidence.”

Shen Beidao handed the document to Lin Yi and sat down next to him again. “Including screenshots of the other party’s threatening and intimidating emails, and bank transfer records, they are all here.”

Lin Yi quickly looked through the dense text. The chain of evidence was complete and the timeline was clear.

Moreover, Du Xiaoman sent more than one or two blackmail emails, which were more than ten pages long. The vicious words on them were unbearable to look at.

Lin Yi raised his head, “Then why didn’t you call the police directly? Why did you still transfer so much money to him?”

Shen Beidao was silent for a few seconds.

He stood up and walked to Lin Yi.

This position allowed Shen Beidao to face the light and look down at Lin Yi sitting on the sofa. He seemed to block all the lights in the living room and seemed to be in shadow.

“It’s just a photo, it doesn’t pose a real threat to me.”

Shen Beidao’s voice was calm, as if this matter really didn’t matter.

“He can complain to my superiors and slander and retaliate against me as much as he wants. If so, I will use legal means to protect my rights.”

He paused and his eyes fell on Lin Yi’s slightly pale face, where there was still lingering illness and traces of fatigue left by days of trouble.

Shen Beidao’s Adam’s apple rolled, and his voice became gentler:

“There is an essential legal difference between a completed crime and an attempted crime. Blackmail is a public prosecution case. Once the amount is confirmed and the evidence chain is complete, it cannot be settled by simply “taking it private.””

“As a citizen, when we encounter a repeat offender of extortion, we have the responsibility to provide sufficient evidence so that the law can make a fair ruling. This is a contribution to society and the elimination of hidden social dangers for the people.”

In fact, my family is far away in Germany, and they live in a tolerant and diverse environment. They are open-minded about my sexuality and choice of partner.

But Lin Yi is different. His mother’s attitude towards this matter is very extreme, and his father is partial to an outsider with ulterior motives.

And I don’t have any extra thoughts to care about outsiders.

I just want to make him happy every day, that’s enough.

As for everyone else…

It’s your own fault, it’s your own fault, what does it have to do with me.

Shen Beidao would not say these words. His love was never noisy, it was only reflected in actions, and he used his experience to solve the matter.

Lin Yi looked at Shen Beidao, silent.

Just three hours ago, he and Xie Chun had the most heated argument in the company.

He couldn’t understand why his father had to protect a fraudster?Why do all of Xie Chun’s remarks focus on “negotiating with the parties” and “striving for commutation and understanding”?

Just because Du Xiaoman is a sponsored weakling?Just because Xie Chun spent time and money on him, so he fought to the death to protect him?

What kind of ridiculous truth is this?

The vibration of the phone broke the silence.

The word “Xie Chun” lit up on the screen.

Lin Yi directly pressed hang up.

A second later, Zhang Zexuan’s call came in again.

Shen Beidao noticed his irritability and said proactively: “Go to the bedroom to pick him up. I’ll avoid it.”

“I’m going to the balcony…”

“It’s cold on the balcony and you’re still sick.” Shen Beidao patted his shoulder and said comfortingly, “Go to the bedroom. If you’re really worried, you can lock the door.”

Lin Yi responded and walked towards the bedroom.

Lin Yi didn’t lock the door. He didn’t plan to stay longer. He sat down by the bed and answered the phone.

“What’s the matter?”

What came from the receiver was Xie Chun’s voice, with a questioning tone: “Why didn’t you answer dad’s call?”

“I don’t want to pick it up.”

“I know you went to that Teacher Shen’s house.” Xie Chun’s voice didn’t sound like he was discussing with him, but rather like giving an order, “Since you are still talking about friends, please persuade him and ask him to issue a letter of understanding. I will communicate with your mother…”

“Thank you Chun!” Lin Yi sneered, “Why do you have the nerve to go to my mother? Do you like Du Xiaoman so much? What? Do you still want to fish him out to be my stepfather?”

“Lin Yi! Are you my son? Do you know Xiaoman…”

“Ouch! Uncle Xie, don’t be angry!” Zhang Zexuan’s voice broke in, and in the background there was the crisp sound of teacups clinking, “Uncle Xie, please drink some tea… If you insist on having a son, I’ll call you daddy!”

Thanks dad, you will be my biological father from now on. I will immediately sever ties with my biological father who loves to drink!Please give me your phone number first, and let me tell you, Lin Yi is still sick…”

Xie Chun’s voice seemed to be getting angrier: “Shut up! Don’t think that I don’t know that you are colluding with Lin Yi! I haven’t settled the score with you about the monitor yet…”

Lin Yi hung up the phone directly.

He threw the phone on the bed, and the sudden grievance almost overwhelmed his reason.

He doesn’t understand why there is nothing wrong with liking a man, but everyone involved in this matter lives like a mistake?

Because Xie Chun liked men, she cheated on her marriage and gave birth to him.

Now because of another man, he and his mother were asked to compromise, and Shen Beidao was even asked to suffer the same consequences, so what kind of bullshit letter of understanding was issued!!

Why?What did he do wrong?

He stormed out of the bedroom.

There was no one in the living room, so he looked around and finally found the figure on the balcony.

Shen Beidao stood in the night with his back to the living room.

A dot of scarlet on the fingertips disappeared brightly, and the white smoke quickly dissipated in the cold wind.

His bathrobe was fluttering slightly in the wind, revealing his tight calf lines.

Lin Yi remembered that Shen Beidao didn’t smoke.

He walked over quickly and opened the sliding door of the balcony. The cold wind rushed in instantly, making him shiver.

Shen Beidao heard the sound and turned his head.

Seeing Lin Yi running to the balcony wearing only a thin sweatshirt, he frowned and subconsciously wanted to put out the cigarette in his hand.

But Lin Yi moved faster.

With almost no time to react, he ran into Shen Beidao’s arms, tightly wrapped his arms around his waist, and buried his face in the open chest of his bathrobe.

There is still the moisture and warmth after bathing, the light fragrance of shower gel, and the tempting smell of tobacco.

Shen Beidao’s hand froze in mid-air.

He hesitated for a second, and finally raised the hand holding the cigarette to avoid burning Lin Yi. The other hand gently fell on the back of his head, stroking his soft hair.

“…Are you wronged?” His voice was very soft, as if it was blown away by the night wind.

He raised his head, his eyes were red, and his voice was choked: “Can you give me a try?”

“Children can’t smoke.”

“I’m 22, who am I a kid?” Lin Yi ignored him, took the half-smoked cigarette from his hand, and took a deep breath.

It seems that that time, he learned to smoke.

But unlike that night three years ago, he didn’t cough this time.

The pungent smell of tobacco rolled from the throat into the lungs, and when I slowly exhaled it, I felt a strange sense of clarity. My clogged nose seemed to be cleared, and my chaotic brain became clear.

He raised his head and looked at Shen Beidao.

In the night, Shen Beidao’s eyes were dark, reflecting the lights of distant buildings and Lin Yi’s red face.

His bathrobe was completely loosened by Lin Yi’s impact just now, and now it was only half-covered, with a large piece of his chest exposed to the cold air.

Lin Yi stood up on tiptoes and kissed him.

A kiss that smells like tobacco, bitter, hot, greedy, and indifferent.

He bit Shen Beidao’s lips, as if he wanted to vent all his grievances, anger, and unwillingness through this kiss.

He asked greedily, but found that what he was asking for was just a preference.

Don’t ask about right or wrong, right or wrong, just stand on his side, preference.

Shen Beidao responded to him, hugging Lin Yi’s waist and deepening the kiss.

The smell of tobacco filled the lips and teeth of the two of them. Lin Yi felt Shen Beidao’s hands slide down from his lower back, support his hips, and hug him up.

“It’s too cold on the balcony, let’s go inside.”

Shen Beidao carried him back to the living room and closed the sliding door sideways. In an instant, warm air enveloped the two of them.

Lin Yi was placed on the single sofa next to the floor-to-ceiling window.

The sofa was very small, only big enough for one person to sit on it. Lin Yi was half lying on it, and Shen Beidao pressed down on him, placing his hands on both sides of his body.

Shen Beidao’s breath hit the side of Lin Yi’s neck, “Baby, if you have a cold, you can get better if you sweat.”

“But the doctor said…it’s best not to exercise while you’re sick. Being too tired will relapse.”

As he said this, his hands had already grasped the collar of Shen Beidao’s bathrobe, and his fingertips slid in along the open skirt and touched the firm and hot chest muscles.

Shen Beidao chuckled, and his breath brushed against Lin Yi’s ear: “Just lie down, and I will do the rest.”

He knelt on one knee on the carpet in front of the sofa. This posture made him shorter than Lin Yi, and he had to raise his head to kiss his lips.

Those big hands slid in from Lin Yi’s waist, lifted up the hem of the sweater, and moved their palms upward slowly against his warm skin…

“Hot.” Lin Yi wanted to take off his sweatshirt.

“Wear it.” Shen Beidao held down his hand, “If you don’t wear it, why are you sweating?”

Lin Yi’s back was covered with sweat, which stuck to the fabric of his sweatshirt.

Shen Beidao seemed to understand his discomfort. His hand penetrated from his lower back, his fingertips traced the depression of his spine, and then climbed up the rock…

Shen Beidao’s palm seemed to be on fire, almost igniting his skin wherever he touched it.

Lin Yi felt like he was burning up. Every inch of him felt uncomfortable from the inside out.

“Let’s cool down physically.” Shen Beidao’s voice was very soft, with some hint, “If you hold it in, I will feel bad if you really have a fever.”

Before Lin Yi knew what he was going to do, he felt the waistband of his pants being pulled loose.

His pants fell down to the crook of his legs and were stuck loosely on the edge of the sofa.

“Pod stay.”

Lin Yi subconsciously brought his knees together, and the sudden chill made him take a breath.

There seemed to be a quiet emptiness in the air.

Then, Shen Beidao’s palm came up gently.

“Is it better now that the heat has dissipated?” Shen Beidao whispered, already holding his face with his other hand.

When the kiss fell, Lin Yi closed his eyes.

The sweatshirt gradually became wet with sweat and clung to his body softly.The boy’s silhouette undulates slightly under the damp cloth, like looking at the mountains in the distance through a windowpane after rain…

The night light outside the window slanted in, turning the dust in the air into fine gold.Shen Beidao’s kiss moved from his lips and landed on his sweaty temples…

Lin Yi opened his eyes and saw that the other party’s eyelashes were covered with fine moisture…

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The author has something to say: Regarding the previous chapter about Xie Chun x Zhang Zexuan, hahaha, I’m sorry, I spoiled it, I couldn’t hold it back, I just want to laugh when I think about the two of them, pfft….

In the outline, Zhang Zexuan played a key role in building the relationship between his personal family and other people’s families. It is particularly crucial. Please look forward to it (the author is not holding back)

Zhang Zexuan’s family background setting is: both his parents are workers and eat the country’s food. He has a very upright outlook on life. But Zhang Zexuan loves to play and his family does not give him so much money to spend. Xie Chun is a capitalist. Zhang Zexuan is a person who has a quick mind but doesn’t move to the right place. There are many funny plots in the back. This article may not be too long, about 20 minutes. Which one do you want to read next~