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Whether Han Yi is 1 or 0 is not important to Han Qianjing, he is just curious: "Do male college students know that you are 1?"

Han Yi gnawed the last chicken leg clean and sucked his finger: "No, but he will know sooner or later."

The fried chicken and milk tea were almost finished, and it was getting late, Han Yi left a table of takeaway leftovers, patted his buttocks and stood up from the sofa, contented to go home.

It was late at night when Han Yi received the reply from the social APP, when he was sitting at his desk and was busy sorting out work materials.

There were messy papers, books and notepads all over the desktop. After searching for a while, Han Yi finally found the mobile phone that was pressed at the bottom of the documents.

【A Yan】: It's settled, my friend has decided to face his heart calmly.

Since he had never met before, Han Yi had always believed the other party's statement "I have a friend" for granted.

But after knowing who is under the skin, Han Yi looked back at the previous conversation records between the two of them, and with a little taste and careful scrutiny, it was hard not to doubt that the straight boyfriend Yan Jiwen mentioned earlier was very likely It was him.

Han Yi tentatively replied: What about yourself?Is there an object now?

[A Yan]: We talked, the two just dated not long ago.

"Then congratulations on getting out of the order." Han Yi deliberately sent him a voice message.

But the other side insisted on replying in text: Thank you

Trying to induce the other party to send a voice to himself seems to be unworkable, so Han Yi began to think of other ideas.

[Love Trading]: We have known each other for so long, I still don't know what you look like, why don't we exchange photos.

Han Yi raised his mobile phone, took a selfie on the spot, and sent it to the opposite party.

He is lazy, as always, he doesn't take photos, and takes random photos because of his good looks.

The status on the other end has been showing that it is typing, and it took a while before a reply came.

[A Yan]: Forget it, I am ugly, and it is even uglier on camera...

[Love Trading]: It's okay, you can wear a mask, or have your face stamped.

[A Yan]: ...Do you have to post it?

Yan seemed to be in a difficult situation, Han Yi thought about it, and decided not to force him.

[Love Trading]: It doesn't matter if you don't want to post it, let's talk about your partner, what kind of person is he?

Han Yi wanted to know Yan's evaluation of him, but the reply he received was: He is a bit old.

Mr. Han doesn't like to hear these words. He is in his early thirties, so why is he so old?Where is it big?

The age difference is often reflected in the comparison. It is naturally not obvious if you put yourself in the middle-aged group, but with college students in their twenties, you can't deny your age.

[A Yan]: But he is good-looking, broad-minded, and has a good personality and popularity. In addition, he has many other advantages.

Han Yi immediately became happy again.

[Love Trading]: I really envy you for having such a good partner, but from what you said, there seems to be a little difference in the looks between you and your partner.

【A Yan】:......He is not the kind of person who judges everyone by appearance, and he doesn't mind that I am ugly.

[Love Trading]: Then your partner is really kind-hearted.

Han Yi boasted about himself, lying on the table and staring at the phone, laughing uncontrollably.

The homepage of the social APP was suddenly switched to the communication interface, and a call came in, and it was Leah looking for him.

After the end of August, Leah went back to the United States. Through the dynamic updates on Leah's social platform, Han Yi knew that she had been busy preparing for the wedding recently.

This time Leah called Han Yi because he wanted to confirm with him when and when he would be there, so that he could arrange a hotel for him in advance.

The wedding was held in San Francisco. Leah's fiancé was a local Chinese. The two met at first because of their work, and later they hit it off. They both believed that the other was their soul mate.

Leah asked him on the phone: "Would you like to bring your family?"

Han Yi said: "My brother is going on a business trip and he has no time to come."

Leah: "Who asked your brother, I'm asking your brother Yan, aren't you two together now?"

"But I've already booked the air ticket in advance." When Han Yi booked the air ticket a month ago, his relationship with Yan Jiwen hadn't been confirmed yet. Besides, he originally planned to go to the wedding alone.

Leah said: "You can change your booking even if you book it. It's rare to attend a good friend's once-in-a-lifetime wedding. You bring both of your loved ones to the wedding. Looking back at the photos from that year, it will be full of memories."

Han Yi: "That's not necessarily the case. If we break up in the future, when we look at the photos, it will be another negative memory."

Leah: "It's just the beginning, and you're already thinking about breaking up?"

Han Yi: "No, that's what I said."

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and call to ask, and wait for your news later." Leah still had a lot of things to do, so he hung up after finishing talking.

Han Yi actually didn't have a clear concept of marriage, his parents divorced when he was very young.

Because he grew up in a single-parent family, his desire for marriage is not high. It is even hard for him to imagine what life after marriage will be like if he and his other half get married in the future.

Thinking of such and such things, Han Yi dialed Yan Jiwen's phone number. The other party was just chatting with him on the chat software, and he answered quickly.

"Aki, where are you now?"

Yan Jiwen replied: "Still in the studio, some negatives need to be processed."

Han Yi glanced at the marks on the desk calendar and asked, "Is it convenient for you to ask for leave next Thursday and Friday? My friend Leah is getting married, do you want to go to her wedding with me?"

I remember the last time Yan Jiwen said that his visa hadn’t expired yet, and Han Yiman had made all plans. Leah’s wedding was held on Saturday, and he flew there to rest for a day on Thursday. He flew back immediately after attending the wedding. School is in session.

Yan Jiwen actually didn't want to reject Han Yi's invitation, but he had no choice but to conflict with the schedule. He said, "We will have the midterm exam next Friday."

At that time, the grades of professional courses will be included in the final assessment, so it is really impossible to ask for leave.

Han Yi felt it was a pity, but he could understand that students were mainly academics.

"When did you fly?"

Han Yi told him: "Next Thursday, we will take off at [-]:[-] in the morning, so we can go to the other end in advance, so we can set aside some time to rest and recuperate."

Yan Jiwen had classes on Thursday morning, and at five o'clock in the morning, he got up early like never before.

After changing his clothes and leaving the dormitory, Yan Jiwen took the breakfast he bought, rode his heavy motorcycle all the way to the downstairs of Han Yi's apartment.

He was earlier than Han Yi's alarm clock, and when the doorbell rang, Han Yi was still asleep.

Yan Jiwen waited outside the door for 5 minutes before seeing Han Yi running out slowly to open the door for himself.

Teacher Han is not fully awake yet, yawning faintly, with the hair on both sides raised slightly, Yan Jiwen suddenly thinks of the shape of a blind box doll, which is somewhat similar to the current Teacher Han, if It must be very cute to make Teacher Han into a Q-version doll.

Yan Jiwen changed his shoes, walked into the house with a still hot breakfast, and began to make arrangements.

He couldn't deliver Teacher Han's plane today, but he could still buy some time in the morning to come over and deliver breakfast to Teacher Han, and eat with him by the way.

It's just that Han Yi didn't expect him to be so early, and it's only less than 05:30 in the morning, and the sky outside is just getting brighter.

"Why did you come here so early?"

Han Yi yawned again, and Yan Jiwen dragged him to sit at the dining table half awake and half asleep

"It's not too early." Yan Jiwen pushed a bowl of meatball porridge and steamed rice rolls in front of Han Yi, and then began to count the time for him, "The plane is at 10:[-], now after breakfast, wash and change clothes to go out In the past, it took four to [-] minutes at the airport, and we had to reserve a little time in case of emergencies, which is almost the same.”

Thinking of the experience of the last trip, Yan Jiwen asked him: "Have you packed all your luggage?"

"almost."

That's not yet, Yan Jiwen followed the trend and looked towards Han Yi's room.

Good guy, this time it's actually a 32-inch trolley case. One is not enough and two are needed. Does he want to move?

"Why do you bring so many things?"

Han Yi took it for granted: "Ang, because this time I am traveling far away, I specially brought a few extra clothes just in case."

This is obviously not the size of a few pieces of clothing. After subtracting the time of going back and forth for two days, Han Yi really stayed there for two days. As for it?

"It's enough to bring a smaller suitcase," Yan Jiwen said.

He checked the temperature in San Francisco in recent days, and picked out all the outdated clothes in Han Yi's trolley suitcase, leaving only a few warm and practical clothes.

Han Yi put a mouthful of rice rolls and a mouthful of porridge. While eating, he looked at Yan Jiwen who was squatting on the floor of the room to help him pack his luggage, feeling very happy.

How should I put it, he doesn't lack the ability to take care of himself. When he was studying abroad, he was able to take care of himself by himself, but once he has close people around him, he naturally wants to be lazy. , Involuntarily want to rely more on each other.

After being stared at for a long time, Yan Jiwen finally noticed Han Yi's gaze: "What are you looking at there?"

Han Yi didn't tell him, but asked with a smile, "Do you have any souvenirs you want? I'll buy them for you when I come back."

As long as you have a heart for things like souvenirs, Yan Jiwen actually couldn't think of anything he wanted, so he simply handed the choice back to Han Yi: "It's up to you."

Anyway, he wanted whatever Teacher Han gave him.

After Han Yi finished his breakfast, he went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face. Yan Jiwen, who was packing up his things, suddenly stopped what he was doing.

He secretly turned his gaze to the drawer under the wardrobe, and just as the bathroom door was closed, Yan Jiwen quickly opened the drawer and looked inside.

The few boxes of sex toys from two months ago are still in the drawer, but the box has obviously been opened.

It can be concluded that Han Yi bought it himself, so when was the last time he used these things?

Just imagine, Teacher Han lying disheveled on the bed in the dead of night, using small toys to relieve loneliness...

The picture was too tempting, he thought about it halfway, and didn't dare to continue thinking about it. It's early in the morning, the mood should not be too exciting, and he has to go back to school for a while.

Yan Jiwen tried to keep his mind calm. When he heard the sound of the doorknob being unscrewed from the bathroom, he quickly closed the drawer, pretending to ignore what happened.

He helped Han Yi reorganize a small suitcase, which contained daily necessities and a change of clothes, which was enough for a four-day and three-night journey.

"Everything has been packed for you." Yan Jiwen took out his mobile phone to take a look, it was almost time to go back to school.

Before leaving, Han Yi pulled him to the side of the bed and asked him to sit down with him.

"Would you like to help me put the prosthetic on?"

Yan Jiwen had never done this before, so he asked Han Yi, "How should I wear it?"

"Let me teach you. Do you see this groove? Align it to this position and splice it together." Han Yi guided him with his hands, teaching him how to find a suitable connection position, "Turn it around a few times in this way, and it will be obvious I felt that the gap between the equipment and the limbs was getting tighter and tighter, and then it was OK to fix it."

The two were close at hand, and when Han Yi opened his mouth to speak, Yan Jiwen smelled a faint smell of orange mouthwash, which was soft and refreshing.

He has used this mouthwash before, why has it never smelled as good as it does today?

Just smelling it with the nose doesn't seem to be satisfying. Will it taste as sweet as an orange?

Suddenly want to try it...

Han Yi taught him to install the mechanical prosthesis for himself, and said with a smile, "How about it, isn't it very simple?"

Yan Jiwen didn't say a word, and lowered his eyelids slightly, his attention had already shifted from the cold mechanical prosthesis to the rosy lips that opened and closed.

In the next second, he kissed her almost without hesitation.

Han Yi was unprepared, facing the sudden request for a kiss, he lost his focus and fell on the bed behind him.

People's physical reactions are often more real than their hearts.

It is said not to be lustful in the early morning, but when you are in the same room with the person you like, you can't always talk too much.

Sometimes, an inadvertent physical contact may spark intense sparks, not to mention the big bed in the bedroom.

Yan Jiwen fell down together with Han Yi. He was afraid of crushing the people under him, so he supported Han Yi's body with his hands.

Don't kiss enough, want more, what to do?

"Mr. Han..." Yan Jiwen called softly.

He'd never thought he'd feel this way about a man before, couldn't help but want to kiss him, couldn't wait to do more intimate things with him.

But this kind of anticipation only lasted for a short half a minute, until suddenly a hand reached behind Yan Jiwen's buttocks, and pinched it moderately.

Wait, is there something wrong?

Yan Jiwen was shocked immediately, and then he heard Mr. Han say in his ear: "Tell me in advance, I am 1."

Yan Jiwen: "???"

what happened? !

He has never encountered such a situation, should he escape?

Fortunately, at this time, the doorbell outside saved him from the dilemma.

"I'll open the door first." Yan Jiwen finally found an excuse to get out, and left the room quickly.

The person who came was Han Qianjing. He knew that Han Yi had to catch a plane today, so he came here to take him to the airport this morning.

After much deliberation, Yan Jiwen felt that he should take the opportunity to slip away first. Before leaving, he said to Han Yi: "I still have classes later, so I'll go back to school first."

"Okay, then try your best for the exam tomorrow." Han Yi happily sent him to the elevator.

While waiting for the elevator, he couldn't hold back, and secretly pinched the male college student's firm buttocks again.

It felt so good, Han Yi gave him a wink quietly: "When I come back, let's continue what we didn't finish before."

Yan Jiwen pursed his lips into a straight line, and never made a statement. Han Yi took his reaction as acquiescence, and promised: "Although I am a novice, I will be more careful when the time comes, and try not to hurt you."

After thinking about it, Han Yi added: "By the way, you should go back and do some homework these few days, so it would be bad if you don't get in a hurry."

Yan Jiwen: "..."

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Yan Jiwen: Dangerous!