God, please be gentle with me

"I'm sorry." Fang Shuyao continued, "It's all my fault."

"...I was bitten by a mosquito. It's just edema caused by allergies. Don't think too much about it." Han Jialin lowered his head to explain, but the picture became darker and darker. Whose mosquito bites so precisely, it only bites one eye.

Han Jialin wanted to return the ointment to Nia, but what about people?When did Nia leave?He and Fang Shuyao were the only ones left in the kitchen.

"Han Jialin, I like you, I like you very, very much." Fang Shuyao lightly pulled Han Jialin's shoulders and made him face himself, "I don't ask you to accept my feelings, but please don't question me."

"Fang, Fang Shuyao..." Han Jialin looked at Fang Shuyao, his heart beating fast, "I...I..."

"What's the smell?" Fang Shuyao suddenly looked at the kitchen counter.Seeing that the young master and classmate Han seem to have reconciled, Niya sneaked out quickly, but she forgot to turn off the fire!

The egg pancakes were smoking, almost turning into charcoal pancakes.

Fang Shuyao had no choice but to let go of Han Jialin for the time being and go to save the stove.

"Fang Shuyao, I like you." Han Jialin said when Fang Shuyao put the pancake fruit into the pool, making that "stinging" noise and white smoke.

"What?" Fang Shuyao turned around suddenly.

"Uh..." Han Jialin looked even more surprised than Fang Shuyao.

Niya smelled the burning smell and hurried back to the kitchen, only to see the young master and classmate Han looking at each other, and classmate Han backed away, as if trying to escape.

"Wait." Fang Shuyao put his hands on the cooking table and blocked Han Jialin's way.

"What are you doing? Nia is watching."

"Now, even if the whole world is watching, I won't let you go."

"You, what are you talking about?" Han Jialin blushed, "Let go."

"Say it again, okay?"

"What did I say?" Han Jialin didn't want to say anything more even if he was beaten to death.

"If you don't tell me, I'll kiss you." Fang Shuyao said with a smile.

"What?" Han Jialin glared at Fang Shuyao, "You think I'm afraid you won't be able to kiss me?"

"You are not afraid..." Fang Shuyao really wanted to kiss him, Han Jialin said he was not afraid, but at this moment, he closed his eyes tightly and shrugged his shoulders.

Fang Shuyao smiled, and gently kissed Han Jialin's swollen eyes.

Han Jialin opened his eyes and looked at Fang Shuyao, then blushed and pushed him away: "Don't be too complacent."

"I'll try my best." Fang Shuyao said with a smile, "Go and sit on the sofa, and I'll get a hot towel."

Zhang Xudong came because he smelled the smell, but he saw that the young master and classmate Han seemed to be reconciled.

"All in all, the crisis has passed." Niya smiled and said to Zhang Xudong, "You should also clean up the things in the young master's room."

The condom was still lying on the floor.

"Okay." Zhang Xudong finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the young master sitting on the sofa, seemingly holding a towel to apply to Han Jialin's eyes.

It's just that this is not the crisis that Nia said has passed. In fact, the real crisis has not yet begun.

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An Jiyu suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the modern and simple ceiling lamp on the ceiling.

The lights were not turned on, and the pure white ceiling without any decoration was stained with the light gray tone of dawn... It was almost dawn.

An Jiyu felt that the heavy warmth on his body was very comfortable, and he really didn't want to move, but he couldn't bear the gradual sobering of his head, and slowly thought: "Where am I...?"

"Pa-ta, pa-ta." Someone was walking around in the back room wearing slippers.

"Husband, keep your voice down, your son hasn't woken up yet." A woman's voice was full of coquettishness.

"Ah?!" An Jiyu's eyes widened suddenly, and when he was about to stand up, he saw Zhao Bin.

Yes, Zhao Bin, who was wearing a blue striped vest on his upper body and "SpongeBob SquarePants" boxer pants on his lower body, lay on his stomach, sleeping soundly.

"This, this..." An Jiyu kept blinking, thinking in disbelief, "Is this a dream? How could Zhao Bin sleep on me? And..."

Also looked happy.The neckline of the vest is relatively low, and the back of Zhao Bin's neck is exposed. The curve from the back of the neck to the waist is very attractive, and under the underpants, half of the two straight long legs full of youthful atmosphere are resting on the safety net. Ji Yu's lap.

No, not all, because there was a mint green blanket between them, and An Jiyu didn't remember that he had a blanket before going to bed.In other words, Zhao Bin took this blanket to cover him up, but he didn't know if he was too sleepy or something, so Zhao Bin just fell asleep on his stomach.

An Jiyu looked at Zhao Bin's slightly red sleeping face without saying a word, and asked him how he was feeling at the moment, he was absolutely moved, but...he didn't dare to move.

"Crack." The light in the living room suddenly turned on, and the room suddenly became bright and transparent.

An Jiyu swallowed involuntarily, the bright light also woke up Zhao Bin, he frowned and sighed, and buried his whole face on An Jiyu's abs to avoid the light.

Not to mention, Zhao Bin stretched out his arms, hugged An Jiyu's waist, and fell into a deep sleep again... Judging from this posture, he completely used An Jiyu as a pillow.

"Ouch~ Mom!"

Zhao Bin's mother came out of the master bedroom and was about to enter the kitchen. She suddenly remembered that the juice cup she drank last night was still on the bedside table, so she turned around and wanted to go back to get it. Just turning her head, she saw two people lying on the sofa in the living room. Immediately, I was terrified all over.

"What's the matter? Are there cockroaches?" Zhao Bin's father, who was wearing trousers, rushed out of the bedroom when he heard the sound, and saw his wife staring at the sofa as if he had seen a ghost. He turned his head and was startled. He asked loudly: "—Who are you?!"

"That..." An Jiyu felt that he should explain, but where to start?How should I say it?In this split second, his head was spinning rapidly, remembering what happened last night.

After separating from Fang Shuyao, he came to Zhao Bin excitedly with black truffle ice cream packed in a dry ice bag.

It was about ten o'clock in the evening, Zhao Bin was very careful when opening the door, and said: "An Jiyu, keep your voice down, my mother will take an early flight tomorrow morning to go to other provinces for a business trip, and my father said he was going to see her off, so they are already asleep gone."

"it is good."

Now that his parents were asleep, An Jiyu logically stayed to review the college entrance examination points for Zhao Bin, and drank a cup of black coffee during the period, but he hadn't closed his eyes for twenty hours, so at 12:30 , no matter how hard he tried to hold on, he felt a little sleepy.

Zhao Bin was very caring and said that it would take some time to finish solving these problems, so he asked him to rest for a while.An Jiyu came to the sofa in the living room

Sitting, I wanted to lean on the arm of the sofa and squint for a while, but why... fell asleep?

"An Jiyu?" Just when Zhao's father was about to go to the kitchen to get a kitchen knife, Zhao's mother grabbed her husband's arm and said, "Husband, tell me, is that An Jiyu? Or am I dreaming? !"

"Who?" Papa Zhao was a little dumbfounded. Just a moment ago, his wife was so frightened that her face turned pale, why did her eyes suddenly show heart.

"Uh... that's right... I am." An Jiyu slowly raised a hand and said hello, "Uncle, aunt, good morning."

"What?" Zhao Bin was awakened by his parents' yelling. He raised his head, half-opening his sleepy eyes.

"Good morning, Zhao Bin." An Jiyu smiled at Zhao Bin.

"...An Jiyu?" Zhao Bin rubbed his eyes, then tilted his head, "Morning?"

Zhao Bin couldn't tell where he was, and why An Jiyu was saying good morning to himself, could it be that he was dreaming?

Zhao Bin who just woke up is so cute, An Jiyu really wants to hug him.But he lightly poked Zhao Bin's shoulder, then pointed behind him.

Zhao Bin then turned his head to look: "Huh? Dad... Mom... Huh?!"

Zhao Bin finally woke up after seeing his father's alert face and his mother's obviously surprised expression, and shouted: "Oh, I'll go!" Ji Yu got up on his lap.

Last night, after finishing his physics problem, he came out to see An Jiyu, only to find that he was lying on the sofa, in a deep sleep, even if he was shaken, he would not wake up.

Zhao Bin couldn't help but panic - he won't die, right? !

He put his ear to An Jiyu's left chest, and was relieved to hear the gentle and rhythmic heartbeat.

"It's because he's too tired that he sleeps so deeply." Zhao Bin thought of this, and gave up the idea of ​​waking An Jiyu up, and went to the bedroom closet to get a blanket and covered him up. .

Just wake him up before dawn, that's what I thought at the time, and then I sat on the edge of the sofa, looking at An Jiyu's sleeping face... Did he fall asleep after that?He fell on An Jiyu shamelessly!What would An Jiyu think?Think he's a pervert?

Then Zhao Bin lowered his head and found that he was only wearing a pair of underpants.By the way, before getting the blanket for An Jiyu, he wanted to take a bath, so he took off his pajama pants.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Wrapped, and then tried to stand up, but the other corner of the blanket was under An Jiyu's body, so he was dragged back to the original place by the blanket when he stood up, and his elbow hit An Jiyu impartially// Hip//under.

As if hearing the sound of an egg breaking, An Jiyu gasped in pain and arched his back.

"Oh no!" Dad Zhao also shouted.

"God!" Mother Zhao covered her mouth in surprise.

"Ah? An, An Jiyu!" Zhao Bin let go of the blanket and turned to look at An Jiyu.

An Jiyu couldn't speak, but he stretched out his hand and waved it, as if to say it's okay.

"Mom, do you have any ice packs!" Zhao Bin called back.

"Yes, wait a minute." The mother was going to look through the refrigerator when she saw an ice pack on the dining table, so she wrapped it with a towel and handed it to her son.

Zhao Bin took it and handed it to An Jiyu.

"...Thank you." An Jiyu still couldn't straighten his back, and could only hold an ice pack to compress the pain.

"So, what's going on here?" Father Zhao looked at An Jiyu, who had a sore face, and his son who was full of apology, "Can anyone come out and explain the situation?"

"Yeah, Binbin, this is indeed An Jiyu, right?" Zhao's mother seemed to have lost her focus. Compared with the sudden appearance of a strange man at home, or the man who slept with her son, she was more concerned about that. Is it the star An Jiyu?