God, please be gentle with me

Tianxia suddenly felt like a deer bumping her heart, opened the disposable food box, took out a slice of lemon and ate it, it was sour and sweet, it penetrated into the bottom of my heart, um, this is the taste of love.

The filming progressed well in the afternoon, An Jiyu and Tian Xia were on the same page, and even the director said, "Isn't this kid a lucky star? After he came, everything went smoothly."

This kid refers to Zhao Bin who kept delivering towels, snacks and refreshing drinks on the set.

Then the fact that Zhao Bin was the lucky star of the crew spread like wildfire. Everyone rushed to ask Zhao Bin to deliver tea and snacks, and of course An Jiyu won in the end.

Because he aggressively wrote on Zhao Bin's work card, "An Jiyu's dedicated tea worker, don't disturb idlers!" so that everyone laughed when they saw Zhao Bin.

It made Zhao Bin feel embarrassed, this is not playing a game, and there is still a bound milk.

"Miss Xiao Mi, has he always been this wayward?" Zhao Bin asked Xiao Mi helplessly.He is everyone's tea worker, how could he only deliver water to An Jiyu.

"Well, it's always been like this, but to you, he's even more unreasonable." Xiao Mi said.

"Huh? Why is that?" Zhao Bin was surprised.

"Hmm..." Xiao Mi looked at the very innocent Zhao Bin, smiled, and patted his shoulder, "You will understand later."

"Huh?" Did Miss Mi mean that An Jiyu hadn't used his big moves yet?Zhao Bin suddenly felt that compared to the gentle and patient tutor An Jiyu, this big star An Jiyu obviously "does his own way", um... a bit like him in the game.

Doesn't like to talk to people, but the operation is very powerful.

And is it an illusion?Zhao Bin always felt that An Jiyu's attitude towards him was different from that towards others.

However, Zhao Bin didn't dislike An Jiyu who played petty temper, but found him like this very interesting.

Is this "beauty is in the eye of the beholder"?Obviously Miss Xiao Mi roared over there: "An Jiyu! Don't play tricks!"

Zhao Bin didn't get angry like Xiao Mi, but covered his mouth and snickered.

Because An Jiyu was standing behind the director, reaching out to Xiao Mi and Zhao Bin for rabbit ears, he was really good at having fun while he was busy.

Zhao Bin was very happy to see another side of An Jiyu in the crew, and always felt that he was one step closer to An Jiyu.

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With the setting sun shining in the west, Han Jialin was sitting at his desk sorting out old textbooks. Speaking of which, he was annoyed by seeing these before. When he really wanted to clean up some old books, he was actually a little bit reluctant.

When Han Jialin was tilting his stool and flipping through the graffiti on the Chinese textbook, Han Jiali rushed in suddenly: "Brother!"

"Ouch!" Han Jialin almost fell off his chair, and turned around, "What are you yelling at? Damn it!"

"Brother, tell me quickly, where did Zhao Bin go?"

"Let's go to Thailand." Han Jialin continued flipping through the old textbook, laughing at the robot on it.

This smoldering, angry robot is still his masterpiece with Zhao Bin.

"Stop lying to me!" Han Jiali tore off the textbook in Han Jialin's hand, "What do you think this is?!"

"What is what?" Han Jiali was holding a mobile phone in her hand. The mobile phone displayed the classmate group, and there was a sign-in record in the classmate group. Zhao Bin had signed in this morning, and the GPS address was displayed as "Minggu City".

"How do you explain that Brother Zhao Bin's address is in Minggu?" Han Jiali asked angrily, "And his circle of friends has not been updated, and he has not posted any photos of his travels in Thailand."

"He doesn't like to post on Moments. As for why he is in Minggu, you ask me, who can I ask?" Han Jialin began to practice Tai Chi, "It may also be that the positioning is wrong. There is nothing to shout about. Don't Forget, Fang Shuyao is still here, be quiet and pay attention to maintaining the image of a lady."

After finishing speaking, Han Jialin continued to take his Chinese textbook and flipped through the graffiti on it.

Han Jiali left with a "hum".

"Oh, my old sister really fell into Zhao Bin's trap and couldn't get out. It's a pity...the concubine has feelings but the husband has no intentions." Han Jialin sighed and shook his head.

These days, it is really not easy to achieve the same mind and concubine love.

"Hmm." Han Jialin suddenly thought of Fang Shuyao, could their situation be regarded as concubine love?

After the college entrance examination, the few days I stayed at Fang Shuyao's house, let's just count it. After all, I slept in the same bed every day, but Han Jialin felt that he had to go home anyway, so he came back this afternoon.

But unexpectedly, Fang Shuyao also came along, saying that he was just taking him home, but after arriving, he lingered on until Mother Han got off work, and when she saw Fang Shuyao, she smiled and asked him to stay for dinner and chat It turned into: "Shuyao, why don't you stay overnight."

Fang Shuyao said with a smile on his face, "Don't bother you?"

Obviously wishing to stay but still being so polite, of course it made my mother very happy: "Why is it troublesome, ouch, why are you so polite, don't just stay for one night, you can stay for a lifetime!"

Seeing Fang Shuyao's complacent look towards him, Han Jialin raised his hand to touch his face pretendingly, and then showed him his middle finger.

Fang Shuyao smiled even brighter.

Then Mother Han prepared dinner, Fang Shuyao got up and said to help, and went into the kitchen.Han Jialin went back to his room to tidy up his things. Since Fang Shuyao was going to stay here, he couldn't do without tidying up. He still had a lot of little yellow//books...not for Fang Shuyao to see.

It’s not that he’s afraid of shame, but Fang Shuyao is already young enough//feeling//boob//, if he is stimulated by Xiao Huang//book again, it’s hard to guarantee that he won’t do stupid things at night, and instead for his own chastity//fuck For the sake of thinking, these books have to be hidden.

Han Jialin put away the Chinese textbooks and continued to tidy up the drawers. Suddenly he saw a pen with a dark blue case, and two overlapping hearts on the cap.This was Valentine's Day last year. I went to an Italian restaurant with my older sister to eat a couple's half-price set meal, and it was a gift from the restaurant.

It seems that there are two pens, one is navy blue and the other is pink. The pink pen is with my sister, and I don’t usually see her using it.

And there are still a lot of Valentine's Day gifts in exchange for pretending to be a couple. Han Jialin used to be single, so of course it's useless to hold these things, but now...

Holding the pen, Han Jialin got up and went to his sister's room. The door was ajar.

Han Jiali was lying on the bed, hugging the pillow, watching the video of idol An Jiyu participating in a variety show. It was already an old video, and she was showing a nympho smile while watching.

"I really admire you, one heart can be used for two purposes." Han Jialin complained.

"Why are you here?" Han Jiali didn't even lift her eyelids, she watched the video on her phone, and said, "There is no conflict between liking brother Zhao Bin and liking An Jiyu."

"This pen, is yours still there?" Han Jialin asked straight to the point.

"It's in the drawer." Han Jiali glanced at it, "What's wrong?"

"Do you want it? Don't give it to me." Han Jialin said with a smile, "I always feel that it's a waste to leave it alone, and the refill will break."

"There's no ink in here, bro, this is a fountain pen, not a fountain pen." Han Jiali sat up and said with a smile, "Tell me, who do you want to give it to?"

"I didn't say I was going to give it away." Han Jialin raised his voice guiltily.

"No?" Han Jiali smiled, "Then I'll use it, I just want to practice writing with a pen during the holidays."

"You already have so many pens," Han Jialin hurriedly said, "Leave this one to me."

"Pink, is it easy for you to hold it?"

"It's easy, anyway, if you give me, brother will give you the money." Han Jialin smiled apologetically.

"I insist on collecting a couple's gift, brother, I don't see how romantic you are." Han Jiali laughed, "But does Fang Shuyao like pink?"

"What?!" Han Jialin's expression at the moment was like the famous oil painting "The Scream", screaming silently while holding his distorted face...

"Wow!" Unexpectedly, Han Jiali was also amazed, and said, "It's really for Fang Shuyao."

"Hey?" Han Jialin was stunned, could it be that he was being talked about by his old sister? ?

"Brother, what is the relationship between you and Fang Shuyao?" Han Jiali sat up, looked at Han Jialin and asked.

"What's the relationship?" Han Jialin scratched his head and pretended to be stupid, "Isn't it a classmate?"

"I'm your twin sister, and I've known you since my mother's womb, so even if you can hide it, you can't hide it from me." Han Jiali smiled brightly, "You better hurry up and recruit."

Han Jiali has read a lot of classic comics, and used to flirt with Wu Xi and Fang Shuyao with her classmates. If Fang Shuyao couldn't afford to provoke her, she could still write a fan fiction.

But she never thought that her straight steel brother would suddenly become friends with Fang Shuyao, and the two of them always stick together like no one else, so she had to doubt their relationship.

Facing his older sister's scrutinizing eyes, Han Jialin was still struggling.

"As long as you confess honestly, you can take whatever you want from those old couple cups, couple books, and couple shirts, and I'll give them all to you." Han Jiali smiled beautifully, almost like an angel.

"Fang Shuyao is my wife." Han Jialin stretched out his hand and said, "Bring something."

Han Jiali blinked in surprise, no, she stared at Han Jialin in surprise: "Is this true?"

"Of course it's true," Han Jialin said blushing, "Why, do you want to renege on your debt?"

"No, I just think... that's Fang Shuyao." Although Han Jiali had doubts about their relationship, she felt that Fang Shuyao should be on the same page with Wu Xi, right?The beautiful height difference, and the difference in body shape, the brown bear VS the little white rabbit, can satisfy countless fantasies of the rotten girls in the school.

"Look at your disappointed look, is your brother bad?" Han Jialin asked, crossing his arms.

"My brother is a school grass, of course he's not bad." Han Jiali laughed quickly, "I just didn't expect you to be so good, brother, that you can even catch up with Fang Shuyao. It's really 'impressive' to me."

Because although Han Jialin is handsome, he is very stupid, especially in terms of emotions.To be honest, Han Jiali was always worried that he would never marry a wife and end up alone.

"Nonsense, I don't want to see whose brother it is, right?" Han Jialin took advantage of the situation and patted his sister's flattery.

"No, you are my brother, Han Jiali." Han Jiali smiled happily, "Then...the couple cups and pens are here."

Han Jiali walked to the desk and opened the last drawer, which was filled with all kinds of cute things, including washi tape, cartoon pendants, couple cups, and pens.

Han Jiali brought out a lot of things, stuffed them all to Han Jialin, and asked seriously: "Then, in the future, will I be called Fang Shuyao's sister-in-law?"

"No." Han Jialin blushed, "That's so embarrassing."

"That's right, Fang Shuyao would be shy." Han Jiali nodded with a smile.

"You..." Han Jialin saw that on Han Jiali's desk, instead of her favorite beauty magazines, there were some draft papers, on which were the scores she was budgeting, and knew that she was still worried about her college entrance examination results.

"What about me?" Han Jiali took a bag and put everything in it.

"Your grades have always been very good, a small cold can't knock you down." Han Jialin said, "So, don't worry about your grades all the time.

Mom doesn't often say that the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge. If you really don't pass the exam, there will naturally be other ways out. Also, if you pass the exam, don't you worry about it in vain now? "

"Brother... I'm not used to listening to you pouring chicken soup."

"Fuck you." Han Jialin said with a smile.

"Also, brother," Han Jiali said suddenly and seriously, "Of course I'm OK here, but have you ever thought about what your parents will think?"

"What?" Han Jialin pretended not to hear.

"You know what I'm asking." Han Jiali made a grimace, "But don't worry, I'm on your side. When the time comes, just ask for my help."

"This is like a human saying." Han Jialin nodded with a smile.

"You take it." Han Jiali gave the bag to Han Jialin, and then said as if thinking of something, "Ah, and, Fang Shuyao was born with delicate skin and tender flesh, you should be gentle with him, don't be too rude."

"You, you, what are you talking about, a girl?" Han Jialin blushed instantly.

"Haha, don't tell me, you are talking about spiritual love." Han Jiali laughed loudly.

"Dong dong."

Although the door was open, Fang Shuyao knocked on the door before walking in.He holds two glasses of freshly squeezed watermelon juice in his hand.

"What are you talking about so happily?" Fang Shuyao put the watermelon juice on Han Jiali's desk and said with a smile, "Auntie asked me to bring it."