armyinform Chapter 155 Language Games
Chapter 155 Language Games
chapter 155
Feng Jingsheng is a bit ruthless and speaks too bluntly. If he doesn't interrupt in time, Meng Youcheng could be pulled into his arms at any moment.
Faced with the boy's burning gaze, Meng Youcheng pondered for a moment, his expression freezing before he smiled. "Young Marshal, I think you might have misunderstood. I'm not interested in boys..."
Since he's playing the straight game, I have to play it the same way, otherwise it'll never end.
Upon hearing this, Feng Jingsheng shifted his gaze, took a drag of his cigarette, sneered, and curled the corners of his lips into a smile. "Not interested in guys... oh... so you mean you're straight, interested in girls, and treat guys like brothers, is that what you mean?"
Meng Youcheng thought for a moment, "Perhaps some of my actions have caused you to misunderstand. I am indeed as you said, I have no interest in boys. I hope you don't misunderstand."
Feng Jingsheng flicked his cigarette, the ash falling to the ground. He maintained his smile. "I remember telling you... next time we meet, don't be too distant. Before, you called me Mr. Feng, but now you call me Young Marshal?"
Meng Youcheng was stunned. "Huh?"
Feng Jingsheng smiled as he watched Meng Youcheng's dazed state. He reached out and touched Meng Youcheng's cheek with his palm, which felt large enough to cover half of his face. He gently stroked it for a moment...
"Silly girl, don't you ever listen to what I'm saying?"
Faced with this strange address, Meng Youcheng immediately felt uncomfortable and had no choice but to turn his face away from his palm.
Feng Jingsheng tactfully withdrew his hand, took another drag of his cigarette, and exhaled a puff of white smoke. "Indeed... you're a schoolteacher, not my subordinate, so you don't need to listen to me. But I am, after all, the young marshal. Your blatant disrespect... isn't it a bit too much of a slap in the face?"
Meng Youcheng rubbed his hands together, pondered for a moment, and said, "I... can't bring myself to say it."
The first thing I must do is absolutely not offend him. His position is special; if I offend him, he could kill me anytime he wants. But he most likely won't. He might abuse his power to punish me, and that punishment will most likely be tricking me into going to his house!
Feng Jingsheng took a drag of his cigarette, squinted at him, and the corners of his mouth curved upwards. They remained locked in this tense standoff for several minutes...
Meng Youcheng felt uncomfortable under his gaze and had no choice but to avoid his eyes.
Just then, Feng Jingsheng suddenly moved his chair and sat down next to him, pinching his chin with one hand and lifting his head up...
Meng Youcheng panicked instantly, his breathing quickened, but he managed to hold back, "Young Master..."
Before he could finish speaking, Feng Jingsheng extended a finger and pressed it against his lips, "Shh..."
He had no choice but to shut up.
Feng Jingsheng maintained his smile, his other hand just about to light a cigarette. After thinking for a few seconds, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground, then looked up at him, the curve of his lips growing ever wider...
He pursed his lips slightly, gently rubbing Meng Youcheng's cheek with his other hand. "It's such a pity that someone so handsome doesn't like boys."
Meng Youcheng paused for a few seconds, then said, "I think..."
"Don't worry, baby..."
His tone was flippant, and the corners of his mouth curved into a deep smile. "I won't force you. Come on, baby... call me Ah Sheng and let me hear it..."
Faced with this strange form of address, Meng Youcheng couldn't help but tremble. He slowly exhaled and smiled, saying, "Ah... Sheng?"
"Well said..."
Feng Jingsheng leaned closer. "What kind of reward do you want? How about I give you myself?"
Meng Youcheng smiled slightly, turned his head, and escaped his grasp. "You're joking..."
Feng Jingsheng stood up and returned to his original position, still smiling. "I feel like we get along quite well. Next Wednesday, my family is hosting a banquet for my sister, Xiaomin's mother, to celebrate her 32nd birthday. Would you like to come along?"
Meng Youcheng was stunned. "I..."
"Don't worry, there are many guests at home. I'll keep my composure in front of so many people and won't do anything to you. At least give me some face. I usually don't invite people; they come to me on their own..."
I can go to his house...
This is indeed a great opportunity!
"good……"
Feng Jingsheng moved the dishes in front of him forward, turned his head and smiled, saying, "Let's eat."
……
After eating for over an hour, they finally finished. Meng Youcheng originally wanted to pay the bill, since the young master had sat there with a cigarette lit after finishing his meal without touching it...
Seeing Meng Youcheng walk towards the boss, Feng Jingsheng finally stood up. "Aren't you being a little disrespectful to me? I, the young marshal of the young marshal's mansion, am still here. How could I possibly ask you to pay?"
Meng Youcheng stopped in his tracks and turned around awkwardly...
Feng Jingsheng left his seat. "Little darling, what you did really disrespect me. If others knew, they would laugh at me. How shameless of me, a young marshal, to need a schoolteacher like you to treat me to a meal!"
So... you were sitting there for ages just waiting for me?!
"I……"
Feng Jingsheng reached out and gently touched his face. "I'll pay the money, but you'll have to be punished, otherwise I'll lose face, and I'll..."
Meng Youcheng interrupted him, "I didn't intend to pay, I just wanted to use the restroom, Young Marshal... no, Ah Sheng, you've misunderstood."
Feng Jingsheng withdrew his hand and sighed, "Alright then... It seems I really misunderstood. It's okay, just pretend I didn't say anything. Go to the bathroom quickly, I need to go home too, so Xiaomin won't worry about me."
"good……"
……
"Damn, that was close! I was quick-witted..."
Meng Youcheng walked home alone, and in anger, kicked a beer bottle in front of him, sending it flying several meters away...
That verbal battle was fucking thrilling; he could almost imagine what Feng Jinsheng's punishment would be...
He certainly wouldn't state his purpose directly. Instead, he would first ask him to come to his house to tutor Song Min, then deliberately delay until evening, and then take the opportunity to say that it was getting late and asked him to stay the night...
If they disagree, they will definitely say that they have offended him.
If he agreed, he would definitely ask Meng Youcheng to sleep in the same bed with him, and the reason would definitely be to discuss how to establish correct values...
Sleeping in a bed with no one around, he can do whatever he wants, right?
Damn... so close!
Just then, a pair of hands suddenly landed on Meng Youcheng's shoulders, startling him so much that he trembled and quickly turned around, exclaiming, "Holy crap...!"
"Teacher Meng..."
Upon closer inspection, damn it, isn't that Teacher Li?
Damn it, is this bastard waiting for me here?
Meng Youcheng forced a smile. "Teacher Li... hasn't gone home yet?"
Teacher Li thought for a moment, then put a hand on his shoulder and said as they walked, "Actually... just now, I wanted to fight back. I'm not as cowardly as you think. After all, you're not here, and I just felt... if we started fighting, I couldn't let you get hurt, could I?"
"So I held back and didn't hit that bastard!"
"He...didn't do anything to you, did he?"
To be honest, Meng Youcheng really wanted to roll his eyes!
Isn't this just the same old trick?
Even in death, one must preserve one's dignity!
Meng Youcheng smiled and said, "No..."
"That's good……"
Teacher Li thought for a moment, "Didn't I promise to help you grade your homework? Anyway, we've already finished eating, so I'll go to your house and help you grade your tests, how about that?"
It's getting late, damn it...
One big idiot just left, and now another damn one's showing up!
"No……"
Before he could finish speaking, Teacher Li interrupted him abruptly, "You don't need to be polite with me. I already promised you, it's nothing. We're both boys, are you worried I'll try anything with you tonight?"
No way, bro?
Meng Youcheng bit his lower lip and thought for a few seconds...
This teacher, Mr. Li, doesn't look very strong; it would be quite easy to subdue him.
And it really is hard to refuse...
"All right."
……
After walking for about half an hour, I finally got home.
The two entered the room, and Meng Youcheng turned on the light. Teacher Li looked around for a while, then hesitated before saying, "This is my first time at your house. I didn't expect it to be so clean?"
Under the dim light, Teacher Li's face showed an irrepressible excitement.
Meng Youcheng didn't answer his question. Instead, he went to the kitchen and asked, "Would you like some water, Teacher Li?"
He brought a glass of water and handed it to Teacher Li...
Teacher Li took the water cup, staring intently at him. Then she brought the cup to her lips, stuck out her tongue, licked the water, and gave him a lewd look...
Your mom...!
Meng Youcheng quickly shifted his gaze...
"It's getting late, I'd better hurry up and grade the homework..."
"Teacher Meng..."
Clearly, this teacher Li didn't want to let him off the hook.
Meng Youcheng turned his head helplessly and asked, "What's wrong?"
Teacher Li's gaze remained fixed on him as she frantically poured water, her mouth seemingly leaking air, with water overflowing from the corners of her mouth and dribbling down her chin...
It grazed his Adam's apple, soaked his clothes, and made his expression even more lewd.
Immediately afterwards, he put the water glass down...
She took a slight breath, her voice truly indescribable. She licked her lips and looked at Meng Youcheng, "My clothes are wet. Can I take them off here?"
"I……"
Before Meng Youcheng could finish speaking, he took off his clothes first!
Hold! ! !