cute crush method

At that time, Han Xing was a sophomore in college and rarely went home when he lived in school.

Coincidentally, when he came back from winter vacation, he saw Bai Xiangxiao surrounded by four boys at the intersection near the community.

The 13-year-old Bai Xiangxiao has long hair and fair skin. Even if he has short hair, people always mistake him for a girl. His indistinguishable appearance during adolescence brought him a lot of trouble.

The boys in the class would joke and tease him, but fortunately, Bai Xiangxiao was not a vegetarian, he would beat anyone who gossiped, hurting the enemy a thousand and hurting himself eight hundred. Later, the boys in the class didn't dare to speak casually.

But there were always a few foul-mouthed people in other classes, who thought Bai Xiangxiao was easy to bully, and took the opportunity to block him outside the school.

When Han Xing passed by, he happened to hear what one of the little fat guys said.

"Hey sissy, hand over your pocket money, or you can make a show and let us see what a shemale is like?" The little fat man squinted and smiled wildly.

However, in the next second, a fist hit the little fat man's face.

Bai Xiangxiao put all his energy into breastfeeding, and didn't forget to curse back: "Smelly fat pig!"

The little fat man was stunned. He never expected that Bai Xiangxiao would dare to beat him. He was so angry that he immediately called out to the people around him: "Beat him, he must be beaten today!"

After talking, several people rushed forward and scuffled together.

To be honest, the fighting skills of the junior high school students were basically zero, and four of them fought one without any rules. Although Bai Xiangxiao didn't get any favors, those few people also failed.

When you pushed me, the little fat man suddenly took out a wallpaper knife from his pocket.

Bai Xiangxiao saw it at a glance, and he was not even afraid, and rushed forward to grab the knife.

In the end, the little fat man was kicked and turned over by the wall, and the knife in his hand fell into nowhere.

Han Xing's face was sullen, and his height of more than 1.8 meters stood in front of several junior high school students, forming a silent sense of oppression, which made Bai Xiangxiao stunned for a moment.

And the other kids would be shy when they saw a high school student, let alone a college student, as if they had done something bad and were suddenly discovered by an adult.

In addition, Han Xing wears glasses meticulously, keeps a cold face when he doesn't speak, and looks like he's not easy to mess with.

The little fat man took a few steps back in fear, and dared to smile and shout at Bai Xiang behind Han Xing: "I know that the coward who hides behind others will also be a little boy who is taken care of in the future!"

Bai Xiangxiao poked his head out and grinned at the corner of his beaten mouth: "Bah, if you can't beat it, just say you can't beat it. Come again if you have the ability?"

The little fat man turned red with anger, glanced at Han Xing, and said cowardly: "You let him go, we will fight one-on-one fairly."

This made Bai Xiangxiao amused, just now four beat one to bully the less, but now he wanted to be fair, it was rare for someone to support him, Bai Xiangxiao triumphantly waved his fist at the little fat man.

"Aren't you leaving? Later, my brother will beat you all over the floor!"

The little fat man was afraid that Bai Xiangxiao would retaliate against him, so he didn't dare to play tricks, so he ran out from the street with a few friends.

Seeing those people running away in a hurry, Bai Xiangxiao could feel a bit of anger. He usually keeps a low profile and doesn't cause trouble, but it doesn't mean he can be bullied casually.

After the arrogance passed, he turned around and met Han Xing's calm and indifferent eyes, Bai Xiangxiao was embarrassed and realized what he said just now.

"I, that..."

He lowered his head and dared not look at Han Xing.

"gone."

A cold voice came from above his head, and when he looked up, he saw Han Xing walking away, and Bai Xiangxiao hurriedly followed.

Then he kept a distance of three meters away from him all the way, and he didn't say a word about what happened just now when he got home, but Bai's father could tell at a glance that Bai Xiangxiao's bruised nose and swollen face meant he had fought with someone, don't ask Sanqi 21 repaired him a second time.

When he was beaten, Bai Xiangxiao was very lucky. Thanks to Bai's father who beat him hard, he was able to resist the beating when fighting with others, and he was able to fight back a few times.

And the feeling of being supported by someone is really cool.

That was the first time he called out "Brother" in an unofficial way.

"Brother Bai, let's eat."

The third brother yelled in the living room, and Bai Xiangxiao came back to his senses and answered.

As before, the meal was extremely lively, with Gao Jie and his brother arguing with each other at the table the whole time, and the aunt didn't care about the two of them at all, she only cared about adding vegetables to Bai Xiangxiao and asked him to eat more.

After dinner, I played games with Gao Jie, and watched beautiful comics with my younger brother. Before I knew it, it was past ten o'clock in the evening.

Before leaving, the aunt put the baked biscuits into the bag, and the beautiful packaging bag was printed with bright little stars.

"I heard from Gao Jie that you live with your brother, you can bring some biscuits back for him to eat."

Bai Xiang smiled for a moment, and quickly refused: "No need, Auntie, my brother doesn't like sweets."

The aunt laughed: "Silly boy, this is a wish, take it away."

Looking at the cookies stuffed into his arms, Bai Xiangxiao could only thank him and accept them.

After leaving the third child's house, before he understood the meaning of his aunt's words, a summer melody sounded in his pocket. Bai Xiang smiled and looked at the caller ID: Han Xing.

"Hey."

"where?"

Bai Xiangxiao looked up at the gate of the community, and gave his name.

"I'll be right there."

The phone was hung up, and Bai Xiang smiled blankly as he watched the words end the call.

In less than 5 minutes, a silver-gray car was parked at the door. Bai Xiangxiao stepped forward and skillfully opened the passenger's door.

It looked like Han Xing didn't change his suit.

"Have you worked overtime until now?"

Han Xing turned the steering wheel and hummed.

Bai Xiangxiao smacked his tongue secretly, but he didn't know until he got back that he hadn't finished overtime at all, and Han Xing went to the study to get busy when he entered the door.

This made it hard for Bai Xiangxiao not to think that he took time out of his busy schedule to drive to pick him up.

It's been a long time since I've experienced the feeling that someone still misses and worries at night, and Bai Xiangxiao is still a little happy in his heart.

He poured a glass of warm water and walked into the study, then put the biscuits on the table together.

"this is for you."

Han Xing raised his head, and the glasses with gold-rimmed glasses reflected light: "What?"

Bai Xiang smiled and scratched his head in embarrassment: "Cookies, I made them, you may not like them, because there is a lot of sugar in them."

Han Xing paused for a moment, but did not speak.

Bai Xiangxiao hurriedly said, "Otherwise, I'll make a sugar-free one next time—"

"No, just leave it here."

Bai Xiangxiao put down the hand that was going to get the biscuits, and seeing that Han Xing looked normal, he stopped disturbing his work, turned around and walked out of the study in peace.

The unintentional Bai Xiangxiao didn't think much about it, it was just to thank Han Xing for picking him up at the old third's house at night.

However, the sender has no intention, and the receiver has intention.

Knowing that today is the Qixi Festival, Han Xing has received many small gifts from his female subordinates in the company, and finally let He Tao handle them.

But he never expected that Bai Xiangxiao would give him biscuits today, opened the exquisite star packaging bag, and looked at the heart-loving biscuits with a strong milk flavor inside, Han Xing's heart was filled with uncontrollable ups and downs.

The meaning of biscuits makes people dare not think too much, and their thoughts are disturbed.

Han Xing looked at the half-processed project list on the computer screen, and could hardly concentrate on the follow-up work. The figure of Bai Xiangxiao kept flashing in his mind.

The young man was wearing a white shirt, with his head bowed in embarrassment, which made people palpitate.

Han Xing took off his glasses, leaned on the back of the chair and took a deep breath, trying to shake off some thoughts that he shouldn't have. Then he put away the biscuits and forced himself to calm down for nearly half an hour before returning to work.

Naturally, Bai Xiangxiao didn't know how much turmoil a small action of his would bring to Han Xing's heart.

As a result, Han Xing stayed up all night and approved the three-day project in one night.

Everyone in the marketing department was once again shocked by Manager Han's incredible work ability. If the work efficiency can be selected for the triathlon, no one dares to call Manager Han the first. Get off work on time.

He Tao was so happy that he almost jumped up. Before leaving, he wanted to go to the coffee shop and ask the little panda if something happened with the manager yesterday.

As soon as she stepped into Xingqi Coffee, she saw Manager Han sitting by the window, quickly put her foot back, waved silently to the little panda, turned and fled.

Bai Xiangxiao looked at He Tao's hurried footsteps without turning his head, which already made the store manager next to him laugh frequently, like a worker who doesn't want to see his boss for a moment after get off work.

Bai Xiangxiao looked at Han Xing subconsciously, it was rare that he was waiting for him to get off work today, which is really rare.

Han Xing was concentrating on looking at the laptop. The bright yellow light above his head hit his side face, which softened the corners of his resolute jaw and softened his indifferent temperament, which was not easy to get close to. Even the pedestrians passing by outside the window They couldn't help but look sideways.

I don’t know if it’s the power of Han Xing’s good looks, or if everyone is addicted to coffee tonight, making the coffee shop extremely busy, with a steady stream of customers, even the seats in the hall are full, and Bai Xiangxiao, who receives the guests, never stops However, the professional smile on his face was decent and stiff.

Store manager Wu also helped himself: "Xiaobai, bring the waffles to table number two."

Bai Xiangxiao immediately picked up the waffles and walked quickly to table number two.

The guest was a young mother with a child. The child screamed excitedly when he saw the waffle. He waved his small arms and grabbed it. He knocked over the hot coffee on the table. The coffee was steaming hot, and he immediately smiled at Bai Xiang. direction to fall.

Bai Xiangxiao, who had just put down the waffle, was too late to dodge, and the rising white mist scorched the corners of his shirt.

Someone behind him suddenly grabbed his wrist, gently swayed it, and Bai Xiangxiao fell backwards, leaning his back against a warm chest.

Bai Xiangxiao, who escaped unharmed, immediately turned around and thanked him. After seeing the familiar gold-rimmed glasses, he was slightly taken aback, and said hastily, "Thank you."

Han Xing hummed, but didn't say anything.

It made Bai Xiangxiao a little embarrassed: "Hand... can you let go first?"

Looking down at Han Xingkuan's wide palm tightly gripping his wrist, he finally loosened a little under his reminder.

Bai Xiangxiao didn't think much of it at all, he quickly squatted down and cleaned up the spilled coffee, and the young mother with her child stood up and apologized repeatedly.

Bai Xiangxiao waved his hands and said with a smile that it was all right. After picking up the broken glass, he stood up and hurriedly walked back to the bar to continue working.

He didn't notice that Han Xing behind him stood still and didn't move.

The man lowered his head, unable to see the expression on his face clearly, but his right hand hidden under his sleeve was trembling slightly.

The feeling of embracing the warm sun at that moment is like smoking marijuana.

It's almost impossible for him to control himself.