The cold tablemate is a bamboo horse

At noon, a mighty crowd crowded to the cafeteria again.

Wu Fei and Wang Junlin had already gone to the second floor to occupy seats.

When queuing up for dinner, Jiang Han helped Wen Yan get the plate.When there were two people in line, Jiang Han said no eggplants and onions.

Wen Yan asked, "How do you know I don't eat eggplant and onion?"

Jiang Han glanced at Wen Yan, and said quietly: "The last time I ate fish rice, you didn't eat a little bit of onion in the side dish. There are also eggplants, you have never had them in the refrigerator."

Jiang Han will remember these small details clearly.

The canteen during the exam week is always the busiest, and you can hear all kinds of mouth-watering and pointing and cursing.

"Fuck! If I knew I was wrong, I corrected seven mistakes, so I shouldn't believe them."

Holding a bowl of rice, Wang Junlin took a bite and complained, "The man next to me swore to give me the answer, but it turned out to be all fucking wrong."

Everyone laughed, and Luo Qing laughed so hard that he spit out rice: "Old Wang, there are only twelve multiple-choice questions in total, and you still corrected seven wrong ones! I mean whether you are lucky or not."

"That's right, everyone who is right should be wrong." Wang Junlin was annoyed, "And the next question, I don't know which stupid teacher came up with it! I haven't seen it before."

The "stupid teacher" was slowly walking by from behind, and everyone's eyes fell on the dinner plate, eating quietly.

"Why, am I wrong?"

Wang Junlin emphasized again loudly: "Have you ever seen this question before? Isn't this just to make us fail?"

After finishing speaking, seeing everyone was silent, he turned his head in puzzlement, and then met Jiang Jiaguo's magnified gloomy face.

Wang Junlin was so frightened that he couldn't speak fluently: "Old Old Old Old Ban... You also come to eat..."

Jiang Jiaguo: "Come to my office after the exam."

Leave this sentence behind and leave.

This is really crying

"Why don't you remind me that Lao Jiang is behind..."

"It's not that you talk too fast,"

Wu Fei gave him a blank look: "Your comprehension gives you hints in your eyes, and you probably think your eyes are cramping."

"Da Fei, I'm too miserable, Lao Jiang won't kill me..."

Luo Qing smiled at the side: "Although I sympathize, but I really can't say bad things behind my back."

"As long as I run fast enough, Lao Jiang won't be able to find me."

"You can run away from a monk, but you can't run away from a temple..."

After chatting for a while, someone asked again: "Brother Han, you won't be the first in your grade this time, right?"

"Isn't it appropriate? Isn't it amazing when you speak English..."

Jiang Han's English is recognized as flawed, but he doesn't care about it, and it doesn't prevent him from getting top ten in his grade every time.Now with Wen Yan's help, it can be said that she has risen visibly to the naked eye.

The two of them have another nickname, "those two top students sitting in the corner".

"I haven't taken the exam yet, don't talk nonsense."

We were chatting vigorously here, and Jiang Han was also full of energy when picking out minced garlic for Wen Yan's plate.

"Brother Han, little daughter-in-law." Someone joked.

"Brother Han, take good care of you..."

"This wave of service is in place, peerless and good tablemate."

There was a joking around, Jiang Han laughed and cursed "Get lost".

The English test in the afternoon is also two and a half hours.

After the exam, it was five o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was still shining brightly.

The two walked home together. Recently, they both walked home, arrived in 10 minutes, and talked about everything.

Jiang Han is learning to cook recently, and plans to go to Wen Yan's house for a try during the summer vacation.

Wen Yan thought about the tragedy of the day when he went to the kitchen, and euphemistically said that cooking should be learned slowly, not in a hurry.

"Yanyan, despise me."

"No, I really need to learn slowly..."

The exam lasted for two days, and it was three o'clock in the afternoon after the second day, so I was completely liberated for the time being.

Teachers of various subjects came in to assign homework.

Zhang Man mentioned a physics competition, which was similar to the English competition in the last competition. The number of participants was limited to 15 students per class. It was considered free registration and there was no requirement.

However, according to the past practice, the top [-] in physics in the class will go.

Jiang Han is the representative of the physics class and is responsible for collecting the list. The first one to write is Wen Yan's name.

"Yanyan, I signed up for you, and we will share a room then."

Well arranged.

Finally, after Jiang Jiaguo came in and explained some precautions, the classroom was full of enthusiasm, and everyone excitedly organized things.

Summer vacation has started.

"Happy summer everyone, have fun!"

Someone in the classroom yelled, and then everyone in the classroom yelled.

"Happy summer vacation, happy every day."

"Eat until you want to eat, play until you want to play."

"See you next semester..."

After that, all grades frolicked out of the teaching building.The playground and campus are crowded with people, and everyone is wrapped in a holiday atmosphere.

After leaving the campus, Jiang Han asked what to eat.

Wen Yan said whatever he wanted.

Jiang Han thought for a while, then asked: "Do you still want to eat crayfish? He Fu's is the best. The octopus balls and finger cakes there are also good."

Wen Yan was a little surprised: "How do you know so clearly?"

Jiang Han doesn't seem like someone who would know about this.

"Every time Wu Fei drags me to eat, there is nothing in Tongcheng that he doesn't know."

Jiang Han walked forward lightly with Wen Yan, and said cheerfully, "Let's go, Yan Yan, wish us a happy summer vacation."

Wen Yan pushed away his hand on his shoulder.

There was a queue for a while because I didn't make a reservation in advance.

It is still a small hollowed-out private room, decorated in a literary style, with a good atmosphere, and it is a must-see place for couples to check in and date.

The food was served very quickly, a large plate of lobster, a clam and summer cold food, and then ordered some special snacks, bamboo rice as a base.

More than enough food for two.

"It's too much." Wen Yan said.

"fine."

Jiang Han put the dishes on the table: "If you can't finish eating, you can take it out. I just order something for you. Do you want some yogurt?"

Wen Yan nodded.

Jiang Han went to get another bottle of yogurt.

Jiang Han pushed the pancakes in front of Wen Yan: "Taste it." Then he peeled off the crayfish with his gloves on, and still put them into Wen Yan's bowl.

"Don't peel it all the time, eat it first."

"Peel some first, lest you get hungry."

Wen Yan pursed his lips, and the tips of his ears were red again.

After filling up Wen Yan's bowl, Jiang Han started to eat something that Wen Yan hadn't touched after a bite or two.

Wen Yan ate a bit spicy, Jiang Han took him to pass water: "You said you are so delicate, how did you learn to cook?"

"Where is Jiao?"

Jiang Han smiled: "Everything is delicate, but my words are not everywhere."

If it was a joke, Wen Yan pushed him.

Wen Yan ate one or two clams, and the rest went into Jiang Han's stomach. He only bitten half of the pancakes, and Jiang Han ate the rest.

When Wen Yan had finished eating, Jiang Han started to eat the crayfish in Wen Yan's bowl.

While eating, he handed it to Wen Yan. After eating a few, Wen Yan shook his head and said, "I can't eat any more."

Jiang Han looked at his brow, which was soaked with food, and handed him another one: "The last one."

Wen Yan bit it.

The fingertips slid across the soft touch that seemed to be there, Jiang Han was stunned for a while, retracted his hand, and squeezed subconsciously.

My heart is itching again.

After eating, take a taxi home.

When he was about to enter the community, Jiang Han said: "Yanyan, I'll cook at your house tomorrow."

"What are you doing at my house to cook?" Wen Yan asked softly.

"Cook it for you, I said I would cook for you." Jiang Han looked at him resentfully, "Did you forget?"

"No."

Wen Yan said immediately, a trace of confusion flashed across his expression imperceptibly: "Then... well, come on."

Jiang Han was happy: "See you tomorrow. Yan Yan, good night."

"……Good night."

But before seeing each other tomorrow, Jiang Han slipped into Wen Yan's balcony again at night.

"Yanyan, remembering that I have to buy groceries tomorrow, can I come to your house to sleep tonight?"

There is no logical reason, and the person has come over with his clothes, toothbrush and cup, and a new towel is hung around his neck.

Wen Yan guessed that even if he disagreed, Jiang Han could lie on his bed in the next second.

"Have you taken a shower?" Wen Yan asked.

"Not yet, I'll go wash first."

Jiang Han carried his clothes into the bathroom.

Coming out of the bathroom, Wen Yan was not in the living room, but went into the bedroom, where Wen Yan was changing clothes.

The untouchable scene made Jiang Han stop in his tracks.

The small wall lamp was turned on, Wen Yan turned his back to him, a pair of straight and thin white long legs came into view, under the warm yellow light, his skin was radiant and flawless, showing a hazy halo.

The exposed half of the waist is very thin, and it looks even thinner under this kind of lighting, but it is very thin and beautiful.

At this moment, Jiang Han realized that Wen Yan's figure was really good. Although he was thin, he was very well-proportioned, revealing a sense of refinement everywhere.

Jiang Han looked at it for a while, and suddenly his mouth became dry, and he said "You...".

Hearing the movement, Wen Yan turned his head to look at Jiang Han, and then continued to dress as if nothing had happened.

"finished Wash."

"Well...why did you change your clothes?"

Jiang Han walked in and said, and couldn't help but glanced at Wen Yan's waist.

"It got wet just now, change it."

Wen Yan turned off the lights and adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner: "Go to sleep."

After lying down, Jiang Han's mind flashed the thin white waist he saw just now.Unable to hold back, I touched it with my hand, and the touch was as delicate as I imagined.

After touching it for a long time, Wen Yan was a little annoyed.

"Sleep or not?"

Jiang Han withdrew his hand, and after lying down, he said with emotion: "Yanyan, why do you look so good-looking everywhere?"

Wen Yan kicked him: "Sleep."

Jiang Han shut up, wanted to hug someone, but was afraid of warm words, so he gave up the idea again.

The next morning, Wen Yan woke up, and Jiang Han put a hand on his stomach.

This person is dishonest every time he sleeps, Wen Yan slows down for a while, and gently moves his hand down.

"Wake up..."

Jiang Han said with a vague voice: "Isn't it a holiday, why do you wake up so early..."

"Cook some breakfast, and you'll sleep later."

Wen Yan put on slippers and got out of bed.

Jiang Han hugged Wen Yan's waist, and rubbed against him: "It's really virtuous..."

Breakfast is milk, toast and sandwiches. The toast is toasted just right, crispy and crispy on the outside. The sandwiches are colorful, with white, green and red, um... beautiful.

Jiang Han watched it for a while, with a smile in his eyes, walked into the kitchen, hugged Wen Yan from behind, and sniffed Wen Yan's neck like a puppy: "Yanyan... why are you so powerful, I want to marry you is you."

Wen Yan's earlobe was slightly red, and he pushed him away: "Wash and eat."

Fearing that Jiang Han wouldn't be full, Wen Yan made him two sandwiches, and Jiang Han ate nothing left, and he couldn't get enough of it afterwards.

"Yanyan, can I come to your house often for dinner in the future?"

Compared with Jiang Yuan's cooking skills for more than ten years, Wen Yan's ordinary breakfast made Jiang Han feel that he had eaten a peerless delicacy in the world.

"No." Wen Yan said.

"why?"

"There's no reason, it's just not possible."

Jiang Han felt wronged: "Oh..."

"You can't always come to my house to sleep at night."

Wen Yan added.

"……Oh."

Jiang Han made a long ending, and answered the "oh" casually, very insincerely.He only said that he couldn't come often, but he didn't say that he couldn't come.

But in fact, every time Wen Yan warned him not to come, and every time Jiang Han came, he pretended to sleep with Wen Yan in his arms, and Wen Yan couldn't do anything about him.

On the surface, he was vicious, but in fact, every time Jiang Han acted coquettishly at Wen Yan, Wen Yan agreed.