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Yan Jiwen discussed with Yuan Li for a long time, but they didn't come up with any results. On the contrary, his heart was even more uncertain than before.

He stared at the phone all afternoon, looking at the photo that was reproduced from Han Yi's computer many times.

Compared with the slightly distorted video before, the resolution of the photo is much clearer. Although the girl has put on makeup, her facial features and face shape have not changed much, especially the charm of her smile, which is highly overlapped with Han Yi.

So, is it me, or someone else?

Although Yan Jiwen thinks that the set of inferences given by Yuan Li is not very likely, but since the kid also used the most nonsensical guesses to restore the truth about his drunkenness that night last time, Yan Jiwen still chooses to reserve his opinion for the time being. .

At around [-] o'clock in the evening, Han Yi, who had finished the exchange and discussion in other places, returned to Xiangshan by car.

Finally free after a busy day, Han Yi called Yan Jiwen, intending to invite him to dinner as a thank you for his previous help.

The two are currently in the stage of friends, and the relationship can be described as good. It is not difficult to invite each other to have a meal. However, when Teacher Han expressed his wishes, he still decided to use more euphemistic words.

"When I got home just now, I stopped by the supermarket, and the seafood there was having a special price. It was so cheap."

Yan Jiwen on the other end of the phone couldn't think of how to answer the call, and gave a faint "hmm".

"By the way, where are you now? You should have had dinner at this point, right?"

"I'm at Yuanli's house, that guy has gone out for a while, and I can order takeaway for dinner alone."

"Oh." Han Yi asked him pretendingly, "Then what did you have for dinner?"

"Not yet."

"I feel like I bought too much seafood, and I may not be able to finish it all by myself. Would you like to come over and help share?"

Half an hour later, Yan Jiwen knocked on the door of Han Yi's apartment with the remade soufflé and watercress crucian carp soup.

Teacher Han was preparing dinner at the moment, came over to open the door for Yan Jiwen, then turned around and went back to work in the kitchen.

Before he could change his suit, the sleeves of his white shirt were rolled up to his arms, exposing two lean forearms. His skin color was a little fairer than before, probably because he had reduced his outdoor work after coming to China.

Han Yi put on an apron, held a small brush in his hand, and stood in front of the sink, brushing mussels intently.

While brushing, he suddenly turned his head and asked Yan Jiwen, "How about seafood risotto tonight?"

"Yes." Yan Jiwen nodded, he was not very interested in what to have for dinner, and at this moment his mind was all on Han Yi.

More precisely, it should be Han Yi's back.

Yan Jiwen has seen Teacher Han wearing a suit many times in school.

Probably due to Han Yi's temperament, coupled with the educating atmosphere of the university campus, at that time, Mr. Han had a serious teacher personality inside and out.

Now that the location has been changed, the university podium has become a kitchen, and an apron is just added to the clean and tidy suit. This kind of teacher Han looks less serious.

From Yan Jiwen's point of view, it is even more obvious at a glance that Mr. Han's buttocks are wrapped and set off by the tailor-made trousers, which look even tighter.

Yan Jiwen noticed that the two apron ties tied around Han Yi's back waist seemed to want to be loosened at any time.

Do you want to go over and help him re-tie it?

Will this be mistaken for conspiracy?Just give a verbal reminder.

While he was dawdling, Han Yi had already put the cleaned mussels into the pot and stewed them. After completing the final cooking steps, Han Yi quickly removed his apron and left the kitchen.

Yan Jiwen missed [-] million in hesitation.

Because of this incident, he seemed a little depressed during the dinner afterwards.

Han Yi didn't know the twists and turns in Yan's heart. Seeing his absent-minded appearance, he felt that his food was really reluctant, so he asked, "Is the seafood risotto not to your liking?"

"No, it's delicious." Yan Jiwen had to eat a few more mouthfuls of rice in front of Han Yi.

In fact, he wasn't very hungry, after all, the souffles that had been left out for too long in the afternoon all went into his stomach.

By the way, his soufflé and old fire soup, almost forgot these two important things.

Yan Jiwen brought the packed things to the dining table, and Han Yi saw it as a tightly wrapped bag, and asked curiously, "What is this?"

Yan Jiwen: "Shu Fulei, I told you last time."

"What about this one?" Han Yi pointed to the thermos bucket next to him.

Yan Jiwen: "Watercress and crucian carp soup, a kind of Cantonese-style Laohuo soup."

Han Yi was a little surprised: "You also made this soup?"

It's soufflé and Lao Huo soup again, this unilateral contribution is a bit too much to expose one's inner trajectory.

"It's... my mother made it." Yan Jiwen said, "She asked me to bring it here for you to taste."

This excuse sounds harmless, but Han Yi remembered something: "But weren't you in Yuanli's house before?"

When you tell the first lie, you have to tell the second lie to complete the first lie.

Yan Jiwen had no choice but to say: "I went home again afterward."

He didn't change his face when he made it up and made it up, as if it really happened.

Han Yi was not so suspicious of a bucket of ordinary watercress and crucian carp soup, thanked his aunt for her kindness, and happily enjoyed it.

"How does it taste?" Yan Jiwen couldn't wait to know the result.

Han Yi: "Are you asking about Souffle or Laohuotang?"

Of course the two asked together, but Yan Jiwen still said, "Shu Fulei."

Han Yi said: "It's delicious, but the taste is a little bland."

Tsk, I almost forgot, this guy needs to add sugar to his milk tea.

Write it down first, and improve it next time.

Yan Jiwen asked again: "What about Lao Huo Soup?"

"The combination of fish and vegetables is very delicious and rich. I haven't tasted this Cantonese-style Laohuo soup before, and I really like it. Go back and tell my aunt for me, and let her teach me next time."

"...I'll tell her."

There is another matter. Yan Jiwen has always wanted to ask Han Yi, but after much deliberation, he always felt that it was a bit sudden to say it directly. Before that, let's find some other topics to talk about.

Yan Jiwen: "How about today's exchange meeting?"

Han Yi: "It went well."

Just four words?This is too simple.

Yan Jiwen: "What is the specific exchange?"

Han Yi: "It's just some big and small matters about horse breeding and the systematic operation of the horse farm."

Han Yipu talked about it, and Yan Jiwen started to feel bored after listening for less than 2 minutes.

He was thinking about how to shift the topic to a certain key point without any trace. At this moment, the doorbell in the house was rang very inappropriately.

The person who came was Han Yi's younger brother Han Qianjing. Yan Jiwen was not familiar with him. The only interaction between the two was the two drinks in Yuanli's bar before.

Yan Jiwen probably felt that Han Qianjing probably wouldn't leave so soon, and he had to leave the things he didn't ask about until the next time. He left after dinner.

After Yan Jiwen left, Han Yi shared the remaining soufflé and old fire soup with Han Qianjing.

Like Yan Jiwen, Han Qianjing was not very interested in sweets, so he ate soup instead.

Han Yi said that Yan Jiwen's mother had to entrust him to bring this soup, but Han Qianjing couldn't figure it out: "Why does my mother cook soup for you?"

Han Yi felt quite understandable: "Maybe because I helped them before, I feel that their family is very enthusiastic."

"By the way, brother, didn't you come back at the beginning of next month? Why is it so early? Couldn't it be because of your little ex-boyfriend?"

Han Qianjing didn't answer, usually his reaction meant acquiescence.

The younger brother's little ex-boyfriend, Han Yi, has met several times. Although he is an ex, it can be seen that the two of them are not in love anymore, and it is only a matter of time before they get back together.

"It's good to have a partner." He felt envious from the bottom of his heart, and it seemed that he still had to ask his brother to help him. "How did you get your partner back, little brother?"

Han Qianjing said: "As long as you have a thick skin."

Han Yi immediately gave up the idea just now: "Then I can't, I'm not as stupid as you, and besides, I don't need to chase others, they have always chased me on their own initiative."

Han Qianjing raised his eyebrows: "Since Mr. Han is so popular, why doesn't he even have a date?"

Han Yi was not convinced, and retorted: "It's just because I have too many choices, and I can't choose them at the moment."

Han Qianjing said to him: "You just celebrated your birthday not long ago, and this year is thirty—"

Hearing Han Qianjing talk about his age, Han Yi was agitated. Before he could finish what he said, he immediately interrupted: "Why do you have to say this?"

Han Qianjing: "I just want to remind you that you are not young anymore, and you have to take advantage of the opportunity before your eyes."

Han Yi lowered his head and stroked his chin thoughtfully.

Han Qianjing turned his gaze to the pair of blue slippers placed in the entrance, and said: "Young age also has its advantages, after all, you are full of energy."

Of course Han Yi knew what he meant.

Han Yi: "He is a straight man of steel, I told you."

Han Qianjing was noncommittal: "Is it really that straight?"

All right......

"Then let's assume that he can turn corners." Han Yi asked him, "Little brother, do you think I should take the initiative?"

Han Qianjing expressed his own opinion: "Before that, I think you should determine your model first."

Han Qianjing also heard about this matter from the anchor friend who had a blind date with Han Yi before.

According to the situation reported by the other party, he has a very good impression of Han Yi in all aspects, but it is a pity that his attributes are not clear.

Han Yi told him: "I am 1."

It is obvious that he did not follow his own inner choice, but was misled by some heavy calcium tablets.

Of course Han Qianjing didn't know this, but according to another friend of his who had a blind date with Han Yi, Han Yi was very likely to be a 0 based on his intuition on gays that he had cultivated for many years.

emmmmm... This kind of thing is not something his younger brother can verify.

Before leaving, I left a sentence for Han Yi: "There will still be differences between actual combat and theory." Let him learn by himself.

Over 1 years old and no experience in bed wars, even if you are 0 or [-], you have to rely on your imagination, how sad it is.

Han Yi felt that it was really impossible to go on like this.

He turned on his phone and searched the Internet for "how to confirm whether he is 1 or 0", and many results popped up. It seems that he is far from the only person who has similar doubts.

According to the answer of an anonymous forum netizen, judging whether you are suitable for being 1 or 0 should depend on the level of pleasure in the front and back. Try to compare the two and you will have the answer.

It feels a bit reasonable.

The front can be solved manually by yourself, but as for the latter, it is a bit difficult.

Han Yi opened the shopping app on his mobile phone and walked around the adult products section for a while.

It was just for a controlled experiment, Han Yi told himself, and then added a series of sex toys such as "Small Gospel" and "0's Favorite" to the shopping cart.

I think my probability is 1.

Complete the order and pay.

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[Ms. Han and Yan are somewhat similar in some respects

[ps: Enter a v today, 38 is the latest chapter, a few chapters before V, friends who have seen it before don't need to buy it