owed beating

When Han Wenzhi met Wei Yi for the first time, he was still a child star who was dedicated to honing his acting skills in major movies.He is actually not Han Wenzhi's favorite type, neither weak nor cute.But I don't know why Han Wenzhi thinks he is special.Among the big stars, he didn't have any stage fright at all, he asked whenever he had a question, and answered whenever he had an answer, which made Hangeul, who was still furtively memorizing English words, look at it several times.

At that time, Han Guoan had long been a soldier brother, and because of the glasses on the bridge of his nose, he had to stay with books for several years.But in fact, he is not a material who can read at all.

The English foreign teacher changed seven or eight back and forth, but he couldn't cure his letter recognition disorder.He can read and speak, but when transferred to paper, he can't do anything. Even the correct rate of multiple-choice questions is pitifully low.Coincidentally, Wei Yi endorsed a learning machine. Compared with the later advanced technology, the learning machine was a rare thing at that time.

After Han Wen came to take advantage of no one around, I went to talk to him, and the first sentence was "Your English is good?"

If it wasn't for the occasion, Wei Yi wouldn't want to talk to him, but when he appeared on such an occasion, he was either rich or expensive, even if the other party was a boy who looked a little strange.

Wei Yi shook his head, "Not good."

Really not well-behaved, quite blunt.Han Wenzhi lost interest for a moment, holding his juice and trying to find a secluded place to lie down.

But it seemed that Wei Yi rarely saw a person of the same age, and he followed him through the glass stairs and up to the rooftop.

Han Wenzhi found a sofa to lie down, took out the study manual that he carried with him, and wanted to gnaw on the food of this knowledge.

Wei Yi lay on the edge of the sofa and looked at him curiously, "Who are you? You still recite words."

Han Wenzhi ignored him.

Wei Yi simply went around and sat down, "Do you want to eat watermelon? It's iced."

"Don't eat." Han Wenzhi looked at him, "What are you doing here? Go down quickly, it will hinder my study."

He really didn't want to talk to Wei Yi, so Wei Yi sat alone for a while and left wisely.

The extent to which Han Wen didn't care was enough to prove it from the fact that it was difficult for him to recall this real first acquaintance later.

Fortunately, Wei Yi didn't mind.

The first encounter was plain and simple, and the second time it was a vigorous encounter.

At that time, Wei Yi was already well-known. He didn't follow the traffic, and he was not a niche student.

But he was harassed by his former agent.

This female manager, who is known for her strength like him, doesn't know why she always wants to attack this little friend. If it wasn't for saving face and calling her sister, Wei Yi would not be too much to call her auntie.

If you don't get what you ask for, suspicion will gradually arise.

So much so that when this woman attacked him, she didn't show any sympathy, she just packed him up and put him on the bed, planning to be a bully, and even set up two cameras, just because she was afraid that there would be a blind spot somewhere to shoot Not the same.

But by coincidence, when Wei Yi fell off the bed, he bumped into the low wooden table, and the wine spilled all over the floor on the small wooden table, the red wine stained half of his body, and the forehead he hit soon turned blue.

The woman was still humming happily in the bathroom, Wei Yi couldn't care less, he stumbled and ran out, on the 31st floor, just waiting for the elevator would have to wait for a long time, Wei Yi was afraid that he would bump into someone at this time or let the woman find out again Make things big.

As fate would have it, Han Wenzhi, who had been on vacation for more than half a year, was in this elevator, and once again met Wei Yi, who was only wearing a bathrobe and looked not only weak in his hands and feet, but also had abnormal flushing on his face.

Judging from Han Wenzhi's experience, this guy got off the bed only after he was probably close to ten.

Because he didn't recognize him, Han Wenzhi was embarrassed to ridicule others, otherwise he would appear to be too unqualified.

But the moment he was about to enter the elevator, a female voice outside shouted sharply, "Stop!"

Han Wenzhi, who didn't know why, saw Wei Yi hastily shut down the elevator, and collapsed beside his legs, gasping for breath.

I couldn't bear it any longer, Han Wenzhi said, "Dude, it's quite a big game."

Wei Yi raised his eyes to look at him, met his condescending eyes, and recognized him, "It's you."

This is a bit of a routine, Han Wenzhi looked at him with interest, "Do you know me?"

Wei Yi lowered his eyes, "Please do me a favor."

Then Han Wenzhi personally helped him, picked him up, and brought him back to the room.

When Wei Yi was thrown on the bed by him, he changed from not understanding to understanding. He shivered and pulled the pillow on top of his head to cover himself. After a while, he felt that the pillow could not cover him, so he burrowed under the quilt again.

Han Wenzhi saw him crawling around like a mouse, and thought it was very interesting, and fished him over with the quilt, "Hey."

Wei Yi had already rubbed the quilt as something indescribable, and he couldn't hear anyone talking to him.

The food delivered to the door is so sweet, it would be a pity if you don't eat it.

Hanwen Zhihua had a mental struggle for 2 minutes, and then let alone the quilt, there was not even a pillow left for him on the bed.

Wei Yi was flushed all over, curled up and trembling, his bowed waistline was smooth and beautiful.

Han Wenzhi began to touch him from the side of his waist upwards, and still had the leisure to pretend to be a modest gentleman.

"Then, I'll give you a chance to escape now, I'll count to three, you..."

He was really slow and noisy, Wei Yi simply slipped under his arm into his arms, leaned against him, put his hands around the back of his neck, put his nose against the tip of his nose, and reached for his lips.

Anyway, Wei Yi is irrational, and Han Wenzhi is too rational. Of course, there is another reason, which he refuses to admit to life and death, that is, everything is difficult at the beginning, and this is his first time, it is terribly hypocritical.

Actual combat is based on theory, and Hangeul is one of those good young people who don't have much theory.

Facing the dominant Wei Yi, Han Wenzhi was puzzled. Could it be that the one in front of him is an experienced one?It’s okay if he doesn’t think about it, he can’t stop when he thinks about it, and he always wants to stop if he can’t stop.

Wei Yi was very annoyed by such Korean characters.

He pressed the man under his body, straddled his legs, sat on his waist, bent down to kiss him, like kissing a piece of wood.

Han Wenzhi stared at him for a long time, suddenly felt that he was a bit reckless, he took off his glasses, put them aside casually, then lifted the person on him off, fell on him, and unbuttoned his shirt smoothly.

Although later, glasses and shirts are broken.

So the next day he looked at a figure in front of the bed moving around like a blind man, without seeing clearly what he was doing.

"I'm looking for the camera." Wei Yi wrapped himself in a towel, looking here and there.

It made Han Wenzhi feel like he was useless, "You look very energetic."

Wei Yi paused, "So why do you look so weak?"

It seems that it is not just a problem of tossing most of the night, but a problem of not covering the quilt for most of the night.

Han Wenzhi paused, then suddenly grabbed him and dragged him onto the bed, pressing him under his body.

"Why?" Wei Yi must be sober at this time, but he didn't think about resisting, and instead let Han Wen's superiors do it.

"I'll check and check to see if you're hurt."

As Han Wenzhi spoke, he stretched out his hand to the secret place.

Wei Yi frowned and was dissatisfied, "You are just starting to eat meat, you are rude."

Han Wenzhi chuckled, "Yeah, anyway, it's a familiarity once." He said and leaned into his ear, "I'm very welcome here."

When Wei Yi later found out that he was Han Wenzhi, it was already after Han Wenzhi secretly helped him solve several troubles.

So Wei Yi was very dissatisfied, and expressed his contempt for his practice of refusing to disclose information to himself, but knowing his own background clearly.But often, if he didn't say the first half of the sentence, Han Wenzhi would throw him down, and when he fell down, he wouldn't want to say anything, and he couldn't say anything.

For the first time, there was no news from Han Wenzhi for more than 20 days, and when Wei Yi couldn't contact him, it was the most NG time in his career.He even once used the broken love as an excuse to seek enlightenment from his friends around him, but when he saw Han Wenzhi, he would consciously change his identity to a bed friend.He is not a teenager, and he has a clear understanding of Han Wenzhi's identity.In particular, Han Wenzhi, who has returned from disappearance, has no explanation for his disappearance, and he can stay in bed for several days if he is caught.

Wei Yi began to try to build his own heart, turning their relationship into a bed partner, maybe without much expectation, there would be no disappointment.

Even if he is considered to be interested in him.

After such a relationship has been maintained for a long time, Wei Yi feels that he has become a part of his life, like a family member, everything that needs to be adjusted has been adjusted, and the expectations that are not there are also put aside, and even each other's work, rest and life. All harmonious.

He thought, when will he be able to face up to this relationship and himself?

After all, even in South Korea's eyes, he is a gadget that can't get on the stage.

I dare not expect extravagantly from his circle of friends, at least I want to be justified.

It's a bit hypocritical.

After all, Han Wenzhi treated him really well except for his verbal expressions.

He also understands that Han Wenzhi and even his elder brother Han Han are people who can't say a few good words, let alone coaxing people, even coaxing a dog.After a long period of innocence, Wei Yi wanted to try to go a little crooked. Was it because Han Wen's conscience discovered that he suddenly realized his own importance?

Still hypocritical.

He hesitated, considered it carefully, and felt that it didn't matter if he remained anonymous, and it would be better if he could be treated seriously.

After struggling for a long time, he thought about giving it a try, so let's try it.

If I had known earlier and said it regardless, maybe I wouldn't have taken these detours.

Fortunately, he didn't lose his Korean works.

"What are you thinking about?" Han Wenzhi handed him a bottle of Coke, "Look at the stars in the sky, tomorrow will definitely be a good weather."

Wei Yi took the Coke and watched the stars in the sky with him.

"Missing you," he said.

"Miss me? I'm right in front of you, still miss me?"

"You are not in front of my eyes."

Han Wenzhi rubbed his freshly cut short hair, "Aren't you blind, aren't you?"

Wei Yi took his hand and squinted at him.

"You are in my heart."