God, please be gentle with me

"Hey, it seems that my mother really didn't treat you as an outsider and made you run errands." Han Jiali teased.

"We didn't talk about anything." Han Jialin said, throwing his old sister a wink.

"What is this?" Fang Shuyao saw Han Jialin carrying a bag of things.

"It's nothing, I'm going back to my room." Han Jialin turned around and left.

"Your watermelon juice..." Fang Shuyao wanted to stop Han Jialin, but he slipped away very fast.

"Give it to him." Han Jiali said to Fang Shuyao, smiling very sweetly.

"Okay." Fang Shuyao took the watermelon juice, chased Han Jialin's room, and saw him sitting at the desk in a daze.

"What's the matter?" Fang Shuyao looked at Han Jialin and said, "Are you arguing with your sister again?"

"No." Han Jialin looked up at Fang Shuyao and thought to himself: That's right, he is indeed thin-skinned and tender-skinned, so why should he be an attacker? How could he be overwhelmed by Fang Shuyao?

The most important thing is that he didn't think there was anything wrong with it until the old sister mentioned it—"Why am I the one who was pushed down?"

"You're making trouble." Fang Shuyao said with certainty.

"I don't." Han Jialin played with the pen on the table.

"What's the matter, if you don't tell me, I'll ask Han Jiali." Fang Shuyao pretended to leave.

"Don't!" Han Jialin grabbed Fang Shuyao's wrist, looked at him and said, "Fang Shuyao, don't you think I look more aggressive?"

"Pfft..." Fang Shuyao smiled, "You are worrying about this."

"Tell me, am I right?" Han Jialin shook Fang Shuyao's hand, asking him to admit it.

"It's not based on appearance." Fang Shuyao looked at Han Jialin and said, "Strictly speaking, I haven't captured you yet."

Knowing that Han Jialin is afraid of pain, Fang Shuyao has always been patient and took steps step by step, and did not eat him directly.

"Huh? No?" Han Jialin let go of his hand in surprise.

"No." Fang Shuyao suddenly walked to the bed and sat down.

"What are you doing?" Han Jialin had a bad feeling.

"I'll give you a chance, I'll let you counterattack." Fang Shuyao smiled charmingly, and hooked his fingers together, "Han Jialin, come here."

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Han Jialin was completely stunned, and his face was red to the neck: "Fang Shuyao, you are crazy, my mother is still at home!"

"Are you afraid?" Fang Shuyao lay down while speaking, propped his head on his right hand, and smiled brightly at him.

"Who's afraid!" Han Jialin was the most vulnerable to provocation. He jumped up from his chair and went straight to Fang Shuyao. Seeing this, Fang Shuyao immediately lay down obediently and was very cooperative.

Han Jialin climbed onto the bed and straddled Fang Shuyao's knees.

"Don't cry." Han Jialin looked down at Fang Shuyao.

"How come, I'm really looking forward to it." Fang Shuyao raised his face, pursed his lips slightly, and kissed Han Jialin directly.

Han Jialin couldn't help swallowing his saliva, put his hands on Fang Shuyao's shoulders, and leaned closer to him little by little, oh my god, Fang Shuyao closed his eyes.

"Bang bang, bang bang!"

Han Jialin felt his heart beating louder and louder. The more he wanted to calm down, the more he couldn't help himself.

The faster the heartbeat, the faster the breathing.Fearing that Fang Shuyao would find out his embarrassment, Han Jialin's forehead was sweating.

Why is it so embarrassing to press Fang Shuyao on my own bed at my own home?It's not that Han Jialin didn't want to kiss Fang Shuyao, nor did he dare to kiss, but he was so shy and nervous that his whole body became stiff.

"Brother! Mom said she..." Suddenly, the door was pushed open, Han Jiali stood at the door, her eyes widened instantly, and then she said, "Sorry, sorry, I forgot to knock on the door."

While exiting, he also closed the door.

But Han Jiali didn't walk away, but shouted outside the door: "Mom went to the station to pick up Dad, and buy some drinks by the way, she asked you to greet Fang Shuyao well, don't just play games by yourself."

"I don't play games, I'm sorting out old books." Han Jialin's ears were flushed, he looked down and saw Fang Shuyao covering his mouth and laughing, so angry that he picked up the pillow on the bed and covered Fang Shuyao's face, " You’re still laughing! Just let it suffocate you!”.

"Okay, I won't laugh anymore." Fang Shuyao pushed aside the pillow and took Han Jialin's hand, "Go ahead."

"Continue with your size! I'm not in the mood anymore." Han Jialin climbed off Fang Shuyao, returned to the desk, picked up the phone on the table, "I want to call Zhao Bin."

"Grandpa, are you really not coming?" Fang Shuyao was still leaning on the bed, full of flair.

"Get out (ノ｀Д)ノ" Han Jialin was about to die of shame, Fang Shuyao, a bastard, seduced him and hadn't locked the door yet.

"Hey, you're the one who called me, and you want me to get out?" Zhao Bin's aggrieved voice sounded from the phone.

"No, Binbin, I didn't mention you." Han Jialin hurriedly said, "I mean, how are you doing?"

"I'm fine, and my work is going well." Zhao Bin said, "Let's make a video."

"Huh? Video?"

"Is it inconvenient? I want to show you where I live now. It's very nice."

"No inconvenience." Han Jialin made a gesture of "Get out of bed" towards Fang Shuyao, and then opened the QQ video.

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When Han Jialin called, Zhao Bin was crouching on the sofa and sorting out his workbook. Seeing that he was getting better at it, Brother Six showed him the diary filled with tea and work.

For some newcomers, the taste of their tea should also be filled in.

Sixth brother's notebook records are all random, and over time it is somewhat difficult to tell who is who. Zhao Bin's job is to re-note.

The phone rang, and seeing it was Han Jialin, Zhao Bin immediately answered it.

"roll!"

"Huh?" Could it be that Han Jialin is angry after not contacting for two days?Zhao Bin couldn't help thinking this way.However, fortunately, Han Jialin returned to normal soon, I really don't know what he is doing?

Therefore, Zhao Bin proposed video communication.

"Jialin, look, this is the living room." After the connection was successful, Zhao Bin held up his mobile phone and asked Han Jialin to follow the camera to visit the place where he lived.

"Wow, with a big leather sofa and a theater system, the benefits for tea workers are so good." Han Jialin sighed all over his face, "I knew it earlier, I went to work with you."

"Of course I don't have this benefit." Zhao Bin said with a smile, "I just stayed in An Jiyu's room."

"It turned out to be—what?" Han Jialin yelled into the phone, "How can you live together?!"

"I also think it's not good to live together, it's too disturbing to him, but An Jiyu said it's okay." Zhao Bin smiled embarrassedly.

"No, I mean, just the two of you in the suite?"

"That's right..." Zhao Bin didn't understand what Han Jialin meant, "What's wrong?"

"Where's the bed? Won't we still sleep together?"

"What's wrong with sleeping together? You sometimes sleep with me too?" Zhao Bin asked with question marks all over his head.

"It's not the same, mine... In short, it's different from him."

"What's different?" Zhao Bin looked at Han Jialin scratching his head anxiously, and suddenly said, "Hey, Jialin, you're finally home."

Zhao Bin saw the familiar desk.

"Yes, I'm back." Han Jialin said with a smile.

"I see, you must have said bad things about Fang Shuyao again, and you were chased back by him, right?" Zhao Bin laughed.

"I, I, when did I speak ill of Fang Shuyao?" Han Jialin raised his voice, and winked, not knowing what he was doing.

"When did you never say that? You said he was putting on airs when he was mobilizing for the college entrance examination."

"Stop joking, how could I say something like that..." Han Jialin's cell phone camera turned back secretly, Zhao Bin's eyes widened, the person sitting at the end of the bed, could it be Fang Shuyao? !

Moreover, Fang Shuyao stood up and walked directly towards the phone.

Zhao Bin pressed "Shut Down" without even thinking about it.

The screen flickered and went black.

"Huh!" Zhao Bin wiped his forehead, it was too scary, the chairman was behind Han Jialin.

Han Jialin looked at the phone in disbelief, Zhao Bin just slipped away... slipped away!

Fang Shuyao took the phone away from Han Jialin's hand, looked at Zhao Bin's QQ display offline, and then looked at Han Jialin again: "It's a pity, I still want to say hello to him."

"I'll call for you." Han Jialin smiled flatteringly, wanting to get his phone back.

"No need." Fang Shuyao smiled slightly, and put the phone on the table, "Let's chat."

"What's there to talk about." Han Jialin stood up and wanted to walk out of the room.

"You want to sneak out too?" Fang Shuyao came to the door one step faster than Han Jialin, and even locked the door behind him.

"Fang, Fang Shuyao, let me tell you, this is my home, you can't mess around." Faced with Fang Shuyao's approaching step by step, Han Jialin backed away guiltily.

"Didn't Auntie go out to pick up Uncle? Han Jiali won't bother you anymore, and I've locked the door." Fang Shuyao smiled charmingly, "Or are you going to yell for help?"

Han Jialin couldn't shout for help even if he was beaten to death. Once he shouted, his sister would know that he had suffered.

"I really didn't say anything bad about you, it was a misunderstanding... By the way, I have to remind Zhao Bin..." Han Jialin said, looking for a chance to break through Fang Shuyao, and rushed out of the room.

"Remind him of what?"

"An Jiyu likes him! Didn't you tell me that?" Han Jialin said, "Zhao Bin has to be on guard against An Jiyu."

"Han Jialin, I'm telling you this to reassure you. An Jiyu has no bad intentions for Zhao Bin, he will take good care of Zhao Bin, not for you to separate the two of them." Fang Shuyao said seriously.

"He secretly likes Zhao Bin, so he has no bad intentions?"

"What do you take secret love for?" Fang Shuyao said, suddenly tilting his head again, "But I do have bad thoughts about you~"

"You, what do you want to do?" After Han Jialin glared at Fang Shuyao, he suddenly rushed to the door. Without thinking, Fang Shuyao came over and hugged him, dragged him directly into the bed, the headboard of the bed hit the wall, and said "Bang! "A sound.

"Let go!" Now, instead of worrying about whether the bed will fall apart, Han Jialin pushed Fang Shuyao on his body with both hands, "Bastard! Get up for me..."

"Han Jialin, you really don't behave well." Fang Shuyao took Han Jialin's chin with one hand and kissed it.

As soon as Han Jialin resisted, Fang Shuyao squeezed his knees against his crotch//crotch until Han Jialin's face was flushed and his whole body became limp, allowing him to kiss him with his tongue.

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An Jiyu came out of the bathroom. This time he was wearing a bathrobe, not half naked. He saw Zhao Bin staring at the black screen of the phone in a daze.

"Zhao Bin, what's wrong with your phone?" An Jiyu was still drying his hair.

"The phone is fine, but my conscience is a little uneasy." Zhao Bin frowned slightly.

"Huh? What happened?" An Jiyu sat on the sofa and looked at Zhao Bin with concern.

"That's right, I had a video with Han Jialin just now." Zhao Bin briefly explained what happened, and added, "Although Han Jialin has a bad mouth, he didn't mean anything malicious to Fang Shuyao. I should explain it, but I didn't expect it. Fang Shuyao was there, I was so startled that I turned off my phone, and I didn't have the courage to turn it on again."

"Are you so afraid of Han Jialin getting angry?"

"I'm not afraid of Han Jialin, I'm afraid of Fang Shuyao." Zhao Bin muttered.

"What are you afraid of him doing?" An Jiyu asked with a smile.

"I don't know why, Fang Shuyao is a very good person, and he is also very kind to Han Jialin, and to me...but also very polite, but sometimes, he is a bit fierce..."

"fierce?"

"Yes, he would suddenly stare at me."

"That is……?"

"It may also be my illusion, that is... every time I play with Han Jialin, he stares at me inexplicably..." Zhao Bin scratched his head, "At that time, I feel that the chairman is a little bit horrible."

"Heh..." An Jiyu suddenly laughed.

"why are you laughing?"

"Don't worry, Fang Shuyao is not mean to you, but just jealous."

"Ah?" Zhao Bin was puzzled, "Jealous? How is it possible!"

"Rather than saying it's impossible, it's better to say it's unnecessary. But even if you know it's not necessary, you can't help but feel jealous. That's probably it."

"An Jiyu, are you really speaking Chinese?" Zhao Bin didn't understand at all.

An Jiyu stood up, smiled and patted Zhao Bin's head: "It's okay, you will understand later. Now, go take a bath, there will be something delicious later."

The crew has a dinner tonight, and it's in the hotel.

"Okay." Zhao Bin ran to take a shower.