The cold tablemate is a bamboo horse

The afternoon sun is still warm, and the hotel's air-conditioning is very comfortable.

The two studied and discussed for two hours, past three o'clock, a comfortable and leisurely time.

Someone downstairs was selling iced lotus root noodles, Jiang Han bought two bowls and came up, and met Xue Lei on the way.

The fourth and fifth floors were basically boys from different classes competing, so Xue Lei came out wearing a pair of big underpants, and saw Jiang Han grinning and shouting "Brother Han".

"Brother, can I use your number to log in? I've been stuck in the rank again recently."

Xue Lei had a flattering face, very flattering.

Jiang Han never cared much about others borrowing his account, he waved his hand: "Whatever, just don't ban me."

"Thank you, the gold master's father, I love you."

Xue Lei was going to hug Jiang Han with his white belly, but Jiang Han gave him a disgusted kick and kicked him away: "If you touch me, you will die."

"Ahh! Brother Han, you are my god!"

Xue Lei didn't mind, and rushed into the room to play games with his mobile phone and big sneakers.

It is said that they are here to compete, but in fact, in the name of the competition, everyone has a mobile phone, and the teacher who leads the team also turns a blind eye.

When Jiang Han entered the room, he remembered that he hadn't officially broadcast live for a long time, and he had been playing some small games recently.

Just as he was thinking about taking some time to live broadcast after the competition, he saw Wen Yan watching the recording of "Painter".

Jiang Han was stunned for a second, then sat down and stretched his head over to have a look.

He didn't know when the live broadcast was going to be broadcast, but Wen Yan watched an unpopular game very seriously.

But then, he tapped his tail again, leaned over and couldn't hide his pride and said, "Yanyan, what do you think...how did you play?"

Wen Yan is very sincere: "The operation is very good, and it is very good to make mistakes."

Now, the little wolfdog's "ears" also popped out, and he was even more proud: "Yanyan, then... do you think it's handsome?"

Without the slightest hesitation, Wen Yan said one word: "Handsome."

It was as if a pink balloon was rising in his heart, and usually Jiang Han would be so shameless to ask for gentle compliments, but he was only secretly proud of it.

Now that Wen Yan took the initiative to praise him, Jiang Han seemed to have colorful auspicious clouds floating in his heart, and his whole body became light, as if he was stepping on the clouds.

After stepping on it for three or four seconds, it suddenly went empty.

"Yanyan, how can you praise others for being handsome?" Jiang Han felt wronged, "You can only praise me for being handsome."

Wen Yan looked at him and smiled again.

Smiling sincerely, brows and eyes were dyed with a touch of joy, and the mole at the corner of the eye became more and more beautiful.

Jiang Han was stunned for a moment, his heart beat a few beats faster, and he said aggrievedly: "Yanyan, do you know?"

Wen Yan smiled and said "um".

Jiang Han went over to throw him on the ground, deliberately scratching Wen Yan's itch: "Yanyan, you are so bad."

Wen Yan hides, and the two of them quarrel on the sofa.

Every time Jiang Han clings to Wen Yan, but he won't let go of his addiction, and making a fuss, Jiang Han rubs Wen Yan's back.

Wen Yan is very quiet at such times, letting Jiang Han do as he pleases.

Wen Yan lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast thick shadows, which made Jiang Han's heart itch.

"Yanyan...you won't refuse anyway."

Wen Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he climbed onto Jiang Han's shoulder little by little: "Jiang Han, you can bully me..."

These words sounded like an itching to Jiang Han's heart, making him want to lose his mind.

He wanted to ask "Yanyan, do you like me too", but looking at Wen Yan's beautiful eyes, he suddenly couldn't say anything.

He was afraid that Wen Yan's answer was not what he wanted.

But even if it wasn't what he wanted, he wouldn't let Wen Yan go.

Wen Yan can only be his, and no one can snatch it.

Jiang Han looked at Wen Yan for a while, then got off him: "Yanyan, you are really terrible."

Wen Yan glanced over a certain part of Jiang Han, and lowered his eyes.

"How did you know?"

Jiang Han didn't look at Wen Yan, restless with his hands on his waist

"Yesterday." Wen Yan let him go, "You left your phone on while you were taking a shower."

Jiang Han thought for a while, then remembered, yesterday he played a small game live, he turned off the live broadcast while taking a shower but forgot to exit the interface.

Wen Yan should have seen it at that time.

The hotel provides a buffet for dinner, in the lobby downstairs.

The dishes are very rich, and it can be seen that the school is bleeding in the competition.

There are a lot of people, and the seats are almost full.

Jiang Han and Wen Yan ordered food, and Wang Junlin waved to them in the crowd: "Xueba, here!"

The three classes of boys and girls all sat and ate together, and the only girls were Zhao Ying and a girl who was usually quiet.

Wang Junlin was very attentive to Zhao Ying: "Xiaoying, do you want some peaches? I'll get them for you."

Looking at the plate full of things in front of her, Zhao Ying politely refused: "Thank you. No need, I've taken so much that I can't finish it."

"It's okay, if you can't finish eating, you can give it to me."

Wang Junlin couldn't hear it, so he hummed and went to get something for someone again.

The two girls have small appetites, and they are full after eating a little.

"Eat such a small amount, there is still a new pineapple over there." Wang Junlin was still a little unsatisfied, "It's very sweet, don't you really want to try it?"

Zhao Ying still declined with a smile: "No need. You have lost weight recently, you eat slowly, and Ouyang and I will go up first."

"Hey, let's go slowly, the floor is a bit slippery."

It wasn't until Zhao Ying's back was out of sight that Wang Junlin gazed reluctantly and muttered to himself, "Losing weight...it's pretty good to lose weight."

"Old Wang, don't believe me when I say you are a straight man of steel."

As a bystander during the whole process, Luo Qing suppressed his laughter and felt uncomfortable: "You don't understand girls' minds, and it's popular to lose weight now. Chasing girls is not good, it was eliminated ten years ago, do you want me to teach you some tricks?"

"Whoever wants you to teach, you are not a little virgin with so many tricks."

Wang Junlin was aggrieved, and muttered: "What's wrong with the straight man, the straight man is down-to-earth, Brother Han is not a straight man, and he has had so many girlfriends as usual!"

This sentence was spoken so loudly that everyone around could hear it.

Jiang Han, who picked out the fishbone and was putting it into Wen Yan's bowl, choked suddenly, and his face turned red from coughing.

He subconsciously looked at Wen Yan, Wen Yan was still eating slowly, with his eyes downcast, his face remained unchanged, but Jiang Han felt a little guilty for no reason.

But Wang Junlin was still there and continued: "Brother Han, don't be so excited when you say you are popular with girls, at least give us a way to survive."

Jiang Han gritted his teeth and kicked him: "It's just you who talk too much, so you can't eat quietly."

Wang Junlin shut up awkwardly, but still couldn't help asking curiously: "But Brother Han, why haven't I seen you have a girlfriend, so you won't bend over."

Jiang Han glared at him angrily, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Wang Junlin completely shut up.

The topic was brought over, and everyone was chatting about whether to play cards at night.

Jiang Han's picked fish was still in his bowl, he glanced at Wen Yan, and wanted to grab the fish in a flattering way.

Wen Yan moved the bowl away.

"Words..."

"A bit salty."

Jiang Han was aggrieved: "I have tasted all the ones that are not salty."

"Eating too much, I'm a little tired."

Jiang Han was stunned, and took back his chopsticks to eat silently.

Boys of this age eat a lot. After dinner, the sky is slightly dark, and someone proposes to take a walk to digest food, but everyone agrees.

There is a pedestrian street next to the hotel, and there are many supermarkets and shopping malls. The teacher leading the team will not arrive until tomorrow, and the group of people are active.

When I came out of the shopping mall, I changed from being empty-handed to holding a case of wine in one hand. There were both white and white beers, but I planned to have an all-night dinner in the hotel after the game.

There is a large game room on the third floor of the hotel, which is considered the right time, place and people.

There was nothing much to do for a walk, and at the end of the day everyone dispersed, Internet cafes, Internet cafes, and streets, and the rest of them went back to the hotel to play games.

Jiang Han was absent-minded all the way, looking at Wen Yan's expression from time to time, it was very flat, and he couldn't see anything.

He still remembered the gentle rejection of him at dinner.

So almost as soon as he got back to the hotel room, Jiang Han pushed him behind the door: "Yanyan..."

He murmured Wen Yan's name, but couldn't say anything.

Jealous?

But Wen Yan doesn't look like that.

He should be happy that Wen Yan is jealous, which means that Wen Yan...may also like him.

But what if it wasn't, he couldn't ask.

It's a bit like being close to the hometown, Jiang Han can feel Wen Yan's attachment to him, but he dare not ask the answer.

Afraid the answer was not what he wanted.

So I kept tangling, and my heart was in a mess.

Jiang Han has been going smoothly for 18 years, and he has never been so conflicted, but when he meets Wen Yan, he becomes cautious about everything.

The word "fate" is very wonderful, it can make people meet in the dark.

The word "love" is also very wonderful, it can make people scratch their hearts.

Wen Yan touched Jiang Han's back: "You hug me so hot."

Jiang Han hugged Wen Yan and shouted a little wronged: "Yanyan..."

Wen Yan patted him on the back, and said in a gentle voice, "Okay, why are you getting more and more clingy?"

"Yanyan, I'm clingy, and I'm only clinging to you."

I'm so sorry, my voice is a little hoarse.

"Okay, stick to me." Wen Yan comforted.

Jiang Han hugged for a while before letting go.

The doorbell rang, and Wu Fei shouted outside: "Brother Han, Xueba Wen, do you want to come down and play games!"

Jiang Han was a little moved and asked Wen Yan: "Yanyan, do you want to go?"

Wen Yan seldom played this kind of game, so he shook his head: "You go, I won't go."

Knowing that Wen Yan wasn't very interested, Jiang Han touched the back of Wen Yan's hand and said, "Yanyan, if you're bored, you can come down and find me, and I'll bring you yogurt later."

When he was about to go out, he said: "The clothes are still drying, Yan Yan, you can wear mine first..."

The game room is large, dimly lit, and complete with chess and cards.

People from several classes are here, men and women, no one smokes or drinks, they just play games.

There is a large projection screen, and the game effect is very realistic.

It's a new game that Jiang Han hasn't played in a long time, it's quick to pick up and very enjoyable to play.

"Brother Han, the sword is not old!" Someone said with a smile.

"What kind of treasure is not old, my brother Han's national uniform!" Wang Junlin retorted dissatisfied.

"Sorry, I made a mistake hahaha...Brother Han doesn't know how good he is at playing games!"

"This hand speed can go to professional e-sports."

Jiang Han played the game very loosely and casually, giving people a feeling that he could win without much effort, but seeing the speed of the operation, the others could only whisper secretly.

Many girls in the room looked at Jiang Han.

The phantom of the screen switching made the boy's face cold and wanton, his narrow peach eyes were slightly pressed down, and there was a natural sense of alienation and oppression all over his body.

But when she smiled, those eyes seemed to contain such a frivolous and sentimental taste, and she was born to be unrestrained.

Jiang Han finished a few games, passed his addiction, and sat on the sofa to send wechat messages to Wen Yan.

[JH: What are you doing? ]

It took a few seconds to come back.

[Whalefall: Getting ready to take a bath. ]

Jiang Han laughed.

[JH: What flavor of yogurt would you like to drink? ]

While typing, Jiang Han could imagine Wen Yan biting his lips and thinking.

[Whalefall: Strawberry. ]

[JH: So sweet. ]

[Whale fall:? ]

[JH: You're so sweet. ]

The other side didn't return, Jiang Han put down his phone, ready to buy yogurt for Wen Yan.

Seeing Jiang Han get up, Wang Junlin's hand holding the keyboard was almost unsteady: "Brother Han, it's too early! It's not even hot yet!"

Jiang Han had already opened the door and went out, leaving a sentence "Get up early, go to bed early, stay up late to kill sperm", and left in a cool manner.

The rest of the people were messed up in a gust of wind.

None of the people who played games with Jiang Han before could survive Jiang Han: "..."

Jiang Han went to the convenience store to buy yogurt, but the strawberry flavor was no longer available.

The boss asked if the yellow peach flavor is okay, and said: "The young man is so considerate. I bought it for my girlfriend. Girls with the yellow peach flavor also like it."

Jiang Han raised his eyebrows slightly, noncommittal: "The picky one in my family only likes to drink strawberries."

The boss clicked his tongue: "That's a little bit, but it's okay for girls to be picky, the young man pampers him well..."

Coming out of the convenience store, Jiang Han looked at the map, the nearest shopping mall is two kilometers away from this point, and it takes 10 minutes to walk.

Jiang Han's footsteps are fast, and it only takes 10 minutes to go back and forth.

Wen Yan sent him a message: Where is it?

Jiang Han said it was coming soon.

[Whalefall: The door is not closed. ]

[JH: Good. ]

After getting out of the elevator, Jiang Han pushed open the door, and before he walked in, he heard the sound of a hair dryer.

Wen Yan was drying his hair.

Jiang Han called out "Yanyan".

Wen Yan didn't respond, probably because he didn't hear it.

Jiang Han walked in, and then his eyes froze.

Wen Yan was wearing his shirt, with his back to him, standing by the bay window blowing his hair, the light was dim warm yellow, alternating with the traffic outside the window.

The white shirt only covered it. A pair of straight and slender legs were so white that they glistened under the light, and the light blue blood vessels under the skin could be seen.

……

"You didn't take a shower."

The sound of running water came from the bathroom, and there was a special kind of tranquility in the quiet room. Wen Yan sat up and smiled faintly.

The white rabbit is not a white rabbit, and the fox is not a fox. The white rabbit is a white rabbit who can set traps, and the fox is a fox who is willing to be deceived.

Wen Yan was in a happy mood, and hummed softly, "Little Star".

The tune is not accurate, often out of tune.

The bathroom door opened, and Jiang Han came out wrapped in a towel.

Wen Yan glanced at the time, 10 minutes, longer than last time.

Jiang Han walked over and hugged him onto the bed: "Yanyan, you are really a goblin."

Wen Yan smiled, and said innocently, "The clothes are not dry."

Jiang Han found clothes in the box, took a pair of cotton pajama pants and threw them over: "Put on mine first." Then he found his own clothes and hurriedly changed into them.

After turning off the lights, Jiang Han didn't dare to hold warm words, and settled it in a hurry, and the □□ hadn't completely disappeared.

He had no doubt that if he touched Wen Yan again, the fire would start a prairie fire, so he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

"Yanyan, did you do it on purpose?"

Wen Yan chuckled in the dark.

"Jiang Han, you are too stupid."

I have seduced you on purpose, and you still haven't confessed to me.

"Yanyan, I'm only stupid with you."