Chu Xijin carefully captured the abnormal emotions of New Year's greetings. His heart felt sour and he took the initiative to bring up the topic:

"I think you are very talented in languages. Do you have any plans in this area?"

Suddenly being told what was on his mind, He Nian hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded and whispered:

"Sir, I want to major in language. I also know that simultaneous translation is difficult, but I want to give it a try. If it doesn't work, I can still become a teacher..."

Chu Xijin looked at him, remembering that thin figure, lying on the bed at night and secretly working hard. He stretched out his hand to hold the person in his arms, and kissed him on the New Year's cheek:

"You can definitely do it."

"Really?" He Nian didn't dodge, and kissed the man with red ears. After being believed, there was a glimmer of night in his eyes, which was the expectation for the future.

Chu Xijin pinched his fingertips and played with them, reminding his little boyfriend if he had forgotten something. For example, his boyfriend went to college in the United States and his foreign language was pretty good.

He found a lot of photos from the bookshelf, as well as some lecture videos from his college days. His eyes lit up during the New Year greetings, especially when he heard his pure foreign language accent, he couldn't help but let out a wow.

Suddenly, I felt that Chu Xijin was radiating the light of wisdom, and I was filled with envy.

"These are all resources you have, including me, and they can be used properly, what do you think?"

He was so excited during the New Year greetings that his eyes were closed with laughter. Some kind of impulse was inexplicably ignited. He hugged Chu Xijin tightly and rubbed him hard, and finally gave him a sweet kiss.

"Sir, thank you very much!"

"Not taught by Bai."

Chu Xijin swept away the papers on the desk with his hand, put his coat on top, put his chin on He Nian's shoulder, pushed him onto the table, and whispered warmly into his ear:

"You can arrange the tutoring time and so on. It's all up to you, but I will decide the remuneration, for example..."

After hearing what was said clearly, He Nianhong's face was on fire. Somehow, he found that his husband seemed to be becoming more and more honest with him, especially in terms of desires.

It was as if the gentleman and ascetic man from before did not exist.

Before he entered society, he had already experienced what unspoken rules were.

After it was over, He Nian was still covered in sweat. He still used the same method as before. The two of them rubbed together with red faces. The air conditioner in the room was not cold at all. Chu Xijin took a tissue and wiped it clean for him.

Even the test papers on the table were wet, with sporadic milk splashed on them.

Obviously learning is a very sacred thing, but now...perhaps whenever he writes a test paper in the future, he will think of the scene of being chased by pleasure and sobbing.

He Nian was so embarrassed that he slowly got down from the table and walked to the bathroom with weak legs. The moment he closed the door, the man's strong arm got stuck in the crack of the door:

"Wash together."

His eyes couldn't help but fall on the man's lips, and he looked away in panic.

"No......"

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