The cold tablemate is a bamboo horse

Wen Yan was gradually deprived of oxygen, and his brain began to feel dizzy.

He gently pushed Jiang Han with his hands, but Jiang Han still held him, and Wen Yan grabbed Jiang Han's back with his hand.

Jiang Han hugged him tightly, as if he wanted to crush Wen Yan into his body.

Wen Yan gradually gave up struggling, feeling the drowning tenderness in Jiang Han's arms.

Suddenly there was a soft touch on the chin, Jiang Han went blank for a moment, and let go of Wen Yan suddenly.

The two of them got out of the water in embarrassment.

Wen Yan's face was flushed due to lack of oxygen, he leaned on the steps panting slightly, his eyelashes trembling uncontrollably.

Because the body is leaning forward and tense, the waist appears to be more prominent, and the perfect curve is fully revealed.

Under the rendering of the sunset, there is a unique beauty of Qingling.

Thin, but just right, with eyelashes that are slightly trembling with water, it is even more lovable.

But that person didn't seem to know it, turned around and called "Brother Han" with moist eyes, soft and green, and there were traces left by Jiang Han on his collarbone, like...like...

Jiang Han's head was congested with blood, and his body was on fire.

He walked up the steps in embarrassment, took the towel in a hurry, left a sentence "I'm going to the toilet", and walked away quickly.

The back figure can be said to have fled in a hurry, but this time his steps were chaotic.

It's the second time, Wen Yan thought to himself.

He raised his hand to look at the finger marks on his fair wrist caused by Jiang Han's force just now, and smiled.

On the other side, Jiang Han quickly entered the shower room, closed the door in a panic, and panted heavily with his back against the door.

The icy cold water sprinkled on the body, but the agitation did not decrease, but became more vigorous.

Jiang Han frowned deeply, closed his eyes tightly, and scratched his hair irritably.

Little brother is still raising the flag, which doesn't seem to help at all.

Wen Yan just called himself "Brother Han" in his mind, whispering and seductive...

Jiang Han cursed "fuck" in a low voice.

He actually... had hope for Wen Yan...

Just now when Wen Yan's lips brushed against his chin with a soft touch, he actually had a reaction.

He is not a person with such poor self-control, how could he be aroused so easily... And, even if he was, it shouldn't be Wen Yan.

He... likes obviously a girl...

But then, he suddenly realized that he had never liked any girl.

It was the first time in his life that he thought about this kind of question, and Jiang Han's head was going to explode, but it was still against himself, like a demonstration, constantly provoking his master's willpower.

Jiang Han endured so much that the veins on his head were showing, and the cold water couldn't cool down his body's heat. There seemed to be a ball of fire burning continuously in his body, and the burning became more and more intense, and his eyes were burning red.

He has...

Jiang Han pressed his head against the door of the bathroom, veins appeared on his forehead, and he tried hard not to think about anything.In the end Gao..., what came to mind was Wen Yan's wet eyes looking at him.

Jiang Han was dejected and couldn't help but despise himself.

He just... actually insulted Wen Yan, the Wen Yan who believed in him so much.

He couldn't control his own mind...

He suddenly felt a sense of betrayal of Wen Yan, although he couldn't tell where this sense of betrayal came from, anyway, he now felt a deep sense of self-loathing.

After packing himself up, Jiang Han walked out like a wilted partridge.

It happened that all the boys came back from dinner, Wang Junlin was very happy to see Jiang Han, and called out "Brother Han".

Jiang Han now has a conditioned reflex when he hears these two words, and his pace is a little faster.

Wang Junlin chased after him, his dislocated jaw was recovering, and his speech leaked a little, seeing Jiang Han's sluggish look, he was a little happy: "Brother Han, seeing that you are so good at nothing, it must be because you just masturbated. "

Boys like to make such dirty jokes, and no one cares.

But Jiang Han was poked at the sore spot, and now his face was really red like a shrimp, and his head was still steaming.

He kicked Wang Junlin into the water angrily: "You are free."

Wang Junlin quickly emerged from the water, looked at Jiang Han's back and said, "It's really masturbation, but what's the hurry..."

Wen Yan watched this scene from a distance, sitting on the edge of the steps and gently shaking the water waves with his feet.He glanced at the time, 15 minutes... well, a little short.

Jiang Han walked over, sat down half a meter away from Wen Yan, and said somewhat unnaturally, "It's getting cold, do you want to go back?"

Wen Yan said "um", and his feet continued to shake the water waves.

Jiang Han's eyes fell on Wen Yan's instep. The skin was very fair, and the light blue blood vessels under the fair skin could be seen, and the toes were also round and white.

He hesitated to speak for several times, but in the end he still didn't speak.

Wen Yan stood up: "Let's go."

Seeing the mark on Wen Yan's arm, Jiang Han frowned, pulled Wen Yan's hand and said with distress, "Yanyan, I did it, I'm sorry."

Wen Yan smiled brightly: "Jiang Han, I said you can do anything to me?"

Jiang Han's face turned red again, he didn't think much about it before, but after today's incident, these words had a different meaning in his ears.

He wanted to hug Wen Yan's waist like before, but he stretched out his hand and subconsciously withdrew it back.

Strange, what is he avoiding?

Wen Yan's eyes flickered slightly, and he walked forward: "Let's go quickly, we won't be able to take a taxi later."

locker room.

Jiang Han deliberately chose a cabinet without a mirror to change clothes, and slowed down his movements.

Just as he was about to wear short sleeves, a warm hand touched his side.

Wen Yan gently stroked Jiang Han's waist with his fingers: "Does it hurt?"

Jiang Han was stunned for a moment, but he didn't realize it. After three or four seconds, he said, "It's a scar from a long time ago."

"How did you stay?"

The scars are so shallow that you can't actually see anything.

Jiang Han didn't know how Wen Yan noticed it, and he warmed his heart: "Ah... I used to fight when I was young, um... It was more fun then, fighting was common."

Jiang Han looked at Wen Yan's drooping eyebrows, and scratched his straight nose: "Okay, let's go."

After playing for so long, I am hungry and the sky is getting dark.

After getting off the car, the two of them ate something nearby and walked home.

The moon is very round tonight, and the moonlight casts down dimly, covering the city like quicksand, and the midsummer night is still very lively.

The two walked home all the way, Jiang Han talked a little less.

When he arrived in the community, Jiang Han finally couldn't help hugging Wen Yan, sniffing the familiar and addictive fragrance on his body: "Yanyan, don't wear so little in the future." He said forcefully, "Only I can see you."

"Ah."

Jiang Han let him go: "Na Yanyan, good night."

"Good night."

When Jiang Han returned home, he took a shower first, and when he came out of wiping his hair, he saw Jiang Yong and Jiang Yuan messing with something.

—— "Travel Raiders Encyclopedia".

"Going on vacation again?" Jiang Han said.

"This time to the grasslands of Inner Mongolia."

Finally, Jiang Yong's annual leave was approved, and Jiang Yuan, who loves to travel, has been reading the guide early in the morning, although there is still half a year left.

"I wanted to go last time, but I never had a chance. This time I can finally!"

Jiang Yuan glanced at Jiang Han from the gap between her eyes, and said excitedly: "When the time comes, son, you can rely on yourself. If you can't, go to your grandma's house."

Jiang Han is used to it.

Jiang Yong habitually wanted to teach a few words, but after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't know what to teach, and finally asked with a straight face how much he had in the final exam.

Jiang Han said casually, "First in grade."

The English grades that were lagging behind came up, and the number one throne naturally fell down, and Wen Yan was second in grade.

Jiang Yong choked up for a moment, and choked back the sentence "Don't just play, read at home" abruptly, and changed it to "Keep working hard, don't be proud".

Before going to bed, after Jiang Han said goodnight to Wen Yan, he came out to drink water and met Jiang Yuan who was yawning.

Jiang Han called his queen mother to stop, held back for a long time and said: "How did you and dad fall in love?"

Jiang Yuan glanced at Jiang Han with relief, thinking that her son had finally recovered, and the day when a daughter-in-law would hold a grandson was not far away.

"I'm telling you son."

Jiang Yuan pulled Jiang Han as if preparing to have a long talk at night, and worked hard for her to embrace her grandson as soon as possible: "First of all, to chase a girl, the most important thing is to find out her preferences and prescribe the right medicine."

"Don't worry too much. Remember her birthday, and send something sincere during the holidays, and the girl will be very moved."

"It would be nice if there was a sense of ritual, to let the girl know that you care about her and care about her, instead of perfunctory her."

"And the most important thing is..."

Jiang Han listened halfway, interrupted her, hesitantly said: "Mom, I just want to ask you how it feels when you are in love with Dad?"

Jiang Yuan's expression changed: "No daughter-in-law."

Jiang Han gritted his teeth: "No."

"That's it."

Jiang Yuan suddenly lost interest: "If you don't have a daughter-in-law, what are you talking to me about? I have saved your daughter-in-law for you."

Said to go back to the room.

Jiang Han didn't give up: "Let's talk about it first, maybe it will be useful in the future. Mom, you don't want to really see me being a bachelor for the rest of my life..."

"If we don't miss each other, we'll be bored when we're together!"

With a "snap", the door ruthlessly closed in front of Jiang Han.

A cold sentence came out - "If you dare to be single, I will give you a second child..."

Jiang Han touched his nose.

It's not wrong to miss it when we're not together, but how could he be bothered when he was with Wen Yan, how could he be bothered by Wen Yan.

He will never bother Wen Yan.

No... why did he think about this question!

He and Wen Yan are not in a relationship.

Jiang Han lay on the bed with a headache, rolling several times around his heart and lungs.

My heart itches badly.

Taking out his phone, he clicked on the photo album, and he found a photo - Wen Yan's photo when he was asleep, which he secretly took.

The sleeping face is gentle and quiet, and the little mole at the corner of the eye is kind of playful and cute.

Jiang Han kept zooming in and out of the photos, zoomed in and out, and looked at them for half an hour, but he couldn't get tired of looking at them.

Finally, the mind returned to the problems of the day.

After thinking hard for a long time, there was no result, and his brows frowned into the word "Chuan".

He opened the search and was about to type, when he remembered something and covered the quilt again, closing the quilt tightly so that no light leaked out.

Jiang Han bit his lip, and quickly typed with his fingers - "What does it mean to have hope for a person".

The Internet speed is very fast, and various answers popped up in less than half a second.

The first one with the highest praise rate is - you like her.

Jiang Han choked on himself, coughed violently for a long time, his face was blushing.

He likes gentle words! ! !

He likes Wen Yan, but he never thought it was this kind of "like".

Jiang Han was even more entangled in his heart.

He likes to be gentle...

He likes to be gentle...

He... likes... Wen Yan...

That "like"...

Do you like it? He doesn't know...

Jiang Han lay on the bed, and began to think about the details of him and Wen Yan.

He always remembered everything about Wen Yan clearly.

Wen Yan's smiling face, crying on his back, calling him "Brother Han", and the moist corners of his eyes from being bullied by him all surfaced this night.

Everything seemed to be formed by water. He and Wen Yan were so natural, without deliberation or deceit.

It seemed like God wanted them to be together.

Once he started to think about the relationship between him and Wen Yan, Jiang Han slowly peeled off the cocoons, and he found that Wen Yan had a natural gravitational force, which kept attracting him closer, and wanted to get more from Wen Yan.

Jiang Han thought for a while, then his eyes fell back on the phone.

Now there is a more important question...

Jiang Han's brows were twisted into a twist, and he blushed and typed a few words - "How to determine whether you are the same or not".

After typing the last word, as if he had encountered some deep hatred, he slammed the phone on the bed.

He was short of breath, and after half a minute of slowing down, he picked up the phone again and glanced quickly.

"If it was born, then I knew I was the same from the beginning."

"If it is the day after tomorrow, then it may be bent by yourself or bent."

"Especially when you start to pay attention to a person of the same sex unconsciously, you will pay attention to his every move."

"I will be jealous when I see him approaching others, I will want to protect him, and I will remember his every preference..."

"Of course, these friends can also do it. But if you like to have physical contact with him, then you have to wonder if you are being bent. If you are masturbating..."

Jiang Han didn't look at it anymore, and quickly dropped the phone, as if what was in his hand was not a phone, but a hot potato.

He was very irritable, his mind was very confused, and his mind kept flashing back to what he looked like when Wen Yan called him "Brother Han" today.

Moist eyes, ruddy lips, and traces of the collarbone...why didn't I find it so attractive before...

Jiang Han turned the temperature of the air conditioner to the lowest and forced himself to fall asleep.

Then, he dreamed.

It was still the swimming pool in the dream, but this time it was just the two of them. Six-year-old Wen Yan curled up in a corner and cried, saying that his toy was missing.

Jiang Han, who was also six years old, walked over and comforted him with his small hands like a brother: "Speak not to cry, brother will find it for you."

Jiang Han, who was in his six-year-old body, saw Wen Yan raised his head, his clear and bright eyes were filled with tears, his face was crying, he looked cute and pitiful.

"Brother Jiang Han..."

The clear and attached voice tugged Jiang Han's clothes and shook them lightly.

Jiang Han saw himself hugging Wen Yan as usual, as if he wanted to convey peace of mind and warmth in this way, but this time he was in the body of a child.

Wen Yan in his arms cried very sadly, and Jiang Han also wanted to raise his hand to comfort him.

But then, the screen changed, and Wen Yan became an adult Wen Yan, and Jiang Han also became an adult Jiang Han.

Wen Yan held Jiang Han down, looked at him affectionately with those sparkling wet eyes, and called him "Brother Jiang Han" as if with affection.

This was far more exciting than calling "Brother Han", Jiang Han's mind exploded again, and suddenly went blank, and then the little brother raised the flag again.

Jiang Han woke up, and then Xiao Jianghan really raised the flag.

He cursed "Fuck", got up and rushed to the toilet against the two huge bruises in front of his eyes.

Jiang Han felt that he probably finished scolding him this year in a few days.