God, please be gentle with me

"Cut, there's nothing going on next door." Han Jialin squatted in the corner, eavesdropping.

"What do you think?" Fang Shuyao sat cross-legged on the ground, with a helpless expression on his face, "This is a prison cell, there is no sound insulation at all."

"Are you saying that if the sound is isolated, they will crack?" Han Jialin finally looked back at Fang Shuyao with a smirk on his face.

"Jia Lin, come here." Fang Shuyao suddenly smiled charmingly, and hooked his fingers.

"Huh?" Han Jialin walked over and squatted in front of Fang Shuyao, and said with a smile, "What do you want to say?"

Fang Shuyao stretched out his hand, and slapped him on the butt without saying a word.

"Hey... yo." Concerned that the two people next door had fallen asleep, the "ouch" was first raised and then lowered, Han Jialin blushed with anger.

"Don't you want to hear 'pop'?" Fang Shuyao said with a smile, "I'm just satisfying you."

"You bastard!" Han Jialin complained, rubbing his half-pained buttocks, "You said that the two of them kissed so shockingly in front of Mr. An, I thought something could happen to this lonely man alone what."

"Even if something happens, don't let us hear it." Fang Shuyao stood up and put all the leftover snack bags aside, leaving a large space for resting.

"Hey, it's really boring." Han Jialin sat down on the ground, "I've been depressed for two days, and I thought I could see their love and affection."

"Watching love and seeing love are two different things." Fang Shuyao sighed, "No wonder Zhao Bin always wants to kill you with his own hands..."

"Didn't you kill me all the time?" Han Jialin said with a smile.

"Yes, it can be seen that he really regards you as his own brother." Fang Shuyao also smiled, "Go to sleep, I don't know what will happen tomorrow."

"Yes." Han Jialin nodded, planning to lie down directly.

"Wait." Fang Shuyao took off his suit jacket and spread it on the floor, "Sleep here."

"It looks very expensive." Han Jialin looked at the suit and said, "I can't lie down."

"Not as expensive as you." Fang Shuyao said with a smile.

"Hey...you are really..." Han Jialin was about to complain that you really compared me with clothes, Fang Shuyao continued, "You are priceless."

All of a sudden, it was sweet to the bottom of my heart, and Han Jialin was stunned.

"what happened?"

"I just admire Xueba that you even have full love skills." Han Jialin lay down on the suit, leaving half of it, patted and said, "This is your suit, you should sleep too, don't crush it tomorrow , still depends on me."

"Jialin, just say you want to sleep with me." Fang Shuyao said, "Aren't you tired after going around such a big circle?"

"I want you to take care of it." Han Jialin blushed.

"We all met each other frankly..." Fang Shuyao said as he fell asleep, Han Jialin quickly covered his mouth.

"You said that the sound insulation here is not good, so stop talking nonsense." Han Jialin stared at Fang Shuyao.

"Hmm..." Fang Shuyao nodded.

As soon as Han Jialin let go, Fang Shuyao put his arms around his shoulders and pulled him closer.

Han Jialin didn't want to get too close, the two of them pushed and pulled each other, and fought with each other with their hands. They really fought a lot, but in the end it was Han Jialin who lost.

"Go to sleep." Fang Shuyao smiled and put his arm around Han Jialin's shoulder.

"I'm very tired, but I just can't fall asleep. I feel like I've been beaten to death." Han Jialin buried his head on Fang Shuyao's shoulder, "Why don't you tell me a story."

"What story do you want to hear?" Fang Shuyao asked softly, "The tortoise and the hare, or Snow White?"

"roll."

"Then let me tell you about Master An and An Jiyu." Fang Shuyao smiled.

"How do you know that I want to hear this?" Han Jialin looked surprised, he was about to ask Fang Shuyao about it, because Fang Shuyao said that Master An loved An Jiyu very much, but he didn't think that was the case.

This Mr. An is really vicious, hundreds of times more terrifying than the director of the school's academic affairs office.

"Because I know you..." Fang Shuyao smiled, "The gossip attribute."

"Fang Shuyao!"

"Okay, I know you care about the two of them." Fang Shuyao patted Han Jialin's head, as if comforting a cat with fried hair, and then

Then said, "Master An dotes on An Jiyu very much. As for how much he dotes on, let me give you an example... By the way, I also heard what my grandfather said..."

"Shuyao, your grandfather is also very gossip."

"So I think the two of you must get along very well." Fang Shuyao said with a smile.

"Okay, let's get down to business." Han Jialin whispered in Fang Shuyao's ear, "Don't tantalize yourself."

"Then I will continue to tell the story," Fang Shuyao said, "When An Jiyu was in the third grade of elementary school, he participated in a tennis match. It was very hot that day. An Jiyu suddenly told the bodyguard that he wanted to eat Russian ice cream, and it was not the kind of paper sold in supermarkets. The package was the handmade chocolate ice cream that he ate when he was traveling in Moscow. When Mr. An found out, he was sent flying to Moscow and bought a big bucket of freshly made ice cream. It will take about five hours, An Jiyu As soon as the game was over, I had ice cream."

"There's no such thing as a favorite here, isn't it just a fly." I don't know if I have been with Fang Shuyao for a long time, and I know that the world of rich people is very cruel.

Unbelievable, Han Jialin said, "If your grandfather would definitely..."

"My grandpa didn't bother to talk to me. To be precise, my grandpa thought that no matter how rich he is, he shouldn't favor boys too much." Fang Shuyao said, "So this matter was widely spread in the social circle at that time, and this There is still Part 2. My grandfather heard that, after Mr. An

I bought the recipe for that handmade ice cream at a high price, so that An Jiyu can eat it whenever he wants in the future. "

"Wow, I didn't expect that." Han Jialin sighed, "What else?"

"And..." Fang Shuyao said suddenly, "Do you know the ice skating rink in L City?"

"I know! When I was in junior high school, I even organized a group to go there, and the tickets were very expensive." Han Jialin said, "What's wrong?"

"Master An built it for An Jiyu, because An Jiyu said that he wanted to learn ice hockey, but the skating rink in L City was small at that time, and the facilities were outdated. Master An built it according to the standards of international competitions An ice rink, and An Jiyu invited ice hockey coaches from abroad to teach him, but An Jiyu didn't want to learn after half a year, he fell in love with judo. Later, Mr. An simply gave the skating rink to L City, and opened it to the public. For the masses to play."

"——What?!" Because he had been there himself, Han Jialin knew how proud the skating rink was, and even the toilets in the bathrooms were equipped with automatic cleaning.No matter the lounge, shower room or cafeteria are completely up to the standard of a five-star hotel, and there are professional coaches in the ice rink, and the equipment is also first-class.

When skating, there will be many beautiful lighting effects above the head. He, his sister, and Zhao Bin went there on Christmas. When the sparkling artificial snow falls on the ice rink, it is so beautiful!

But the tickets for this skating rink are very expensive, one hour of skating costs [-], and they used up their pocket money once they went there.

"For Grandpa An, no matter how proud the skating rink is, it's just a toy for An Jiyu." After Fang Shuyao finished speaking, he added, "There are many 'toys' like this, do you still want to listen to them?" ?”

"I know." Han Jialin raised the white flag and said, "There is no need to give any more examples."

The rich man's world - really do whatever they want.Han Jialin secretly ε=(ο｀*))) Alas.

"Good boy." Fang Shuyao took the opportunity to kiss Han Jialin's forehead.

"It's a miracle that An Jiyu wasn't spoiled." Han Jialin said, "Didn't it say that boys have to be poor to be successful? That's what my mother said."

"Actually... Auntie's theory is a bit crooked. If you intentionally raise a boy poorly, it will hurt the boy's self-esteem. I think it's what parents should do to cultivate a correct concept of money."

"Shuyao, if I had known you earlier, you could have taught my mother and asked her to give me more pocket money." Han Jialin said with a smile, "You don't know how stingy she is, and Jiali's pocket money is always More than me."

"Oh, I don't dare to teach auntie. In short, I will cover your pocket money from now on." Fang Shuyao smiled, and continued, "As for Master An's approach, it is that things must be reversed."

"Extreme things must be reversed?" Han Jialin was confused, "What do you mean?"

"It's just going from one extreme to the other....

"I understand that things must be reversed in extremes. I mean, how can 'things be reversed in extremes'."

"Then let me continue. This matter is regarded as a 'family scandal' in the An family, so very few people know about it. My grandfather..."

"Okay, stop, Shuyao, I know your grandfather is very gossip."

"Hehe," Fang Shuyao laughed, and continued, "Master An's attitude towards An Jiyu has changed from extremely bad to extremely good. When it was extremely bad, he even made An Jiyu sick."

"Ah, so serious?" Han Jialin was surprised.

"Hmm." Fang Shuyao said seriously, "Master An seems to be treating An Jiyu as a child with a very harsh, almost anti-human education method. Although his original intention is to educate an excellent grandson, it is too extreme. An Jiyu suffers from childhood depression."

"What?!" Han Jialin would have sat up in shock if Fang Shuyao hadn't been in his arms.

Now there are a lot of reports about depression. Han Jialin knew that it was a serious mental illness, but he never thought that An Jiyu would suffer from depression, so he couldn't see it at all.

Such a sunny person—no, such a cool and domineering person.

"If my grandfather hadn't said it himself, I wouldn't believe it. I can't tell that An Jiyu has such a past." Fang Shuyao sighed.

"Then he recovered quite well." Han Jialin blinked and said, "No matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like someone who has suffered from depression."

"Probably he was still young at that time, maybe only five years old." Fang Shuyao said, "But... An Jiyu didn't take it seriously because he was too young to remember the depression at that time. Or because He was hurt so deeply that he buried it in his heart and didn't take it seriously, so I don't know."

"Don't they all take it seriously?" Han Jialin was a little confused, "Isn't this a good thing?"

"It's completely different." Fang Shuyao explained, "The former took it seriously, so he didn't take it seriously, while the latter just avoided the painful experience in the past, like a fixed//time bomb//bomb/, you don't know An Ji When will Yu's old illness relapse? If... I'm not mistaken, it's probably for this reason that Master An objected to An Jiyu and Zhao Bin being together. "

"Hey, listen to you, the future is not optimistic." Han Jialin was full of frustration.

"But I have confidence in Zhao Bin." Fang Shuyao smiled, "Zhao Bin is a person who can see the end at a glance. Maybe the word 'simple' is the most suitable for An Jiyu."

"Are you trying to say that my Binbin is simple-minded?" Han Jialin pinched Fang Shuyao's waist, "I don't want to live!"

"It hurts~ I'm talking about a simple personality, no flamboyance. Shouldn't you be the one with a simple mind? Xiao Linzi." Fang Shuyao smiled.

"Looking for death." Han Jialin turned over and rode on Fang Shuyao, Fang Shuyao struggled to fight back, Han Jialin grabbed his hands tightly and clasped them to the ground.

"Are you trying to fuck me?" Fang Shuyao chuckled.

"If it wasn't for the pain in my butt, I would make your ass bloom tonight." Han Jialin said in a low voice, his forehead resting on Fang Shuyao's.

"Let go of my hand, and I'll rub it for you." Fang Shuyao said with a smile.

"Hmph, who cares about you rubbing?" Han Jialin let go, and fell back to one side, with his back to Fang Shuyao, and fell asleep.

Fang Shuyao reached under Han Jialin's head with one hand and used it as a pillow for him, while with the other hand he picked up Han Jialin's T-shirt and sneaked into his beach shorts.

The hand went down the buttocks. When the fingers touched the little brother along the heel of the leg, Han Jialin suddenly realized that Fang Shuyao was not joking. His head was hot and he was about to shout: "What are you doing?" At that time, Fang Shuyao covered his mouth tightly and pressed his back tightly.

"Hush, don't make a sound. There is water and paper towels here. I will clean them up." Fang Shuyao whispered behind Han Jialin's flushed ear, "Don't worry."

They bought paper towels and mineral water in the supermarket just now, to wash their hands after eating snacks, not to wash that!

But Fang Shuyao's hand was already moving, Han Jialin felt his head was about to explode, he was ashamed, annoyed and irritated, unexpectedly Fang Shuyao really put on a prison//banned play.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! You pervert, crazy..." I was cursing a thousand times in my heart, but Han Jialin's body was very honest, and he didn't struggle for long, and he was addicted to what Fang Shuyao gave him. Exciting//Lie Huan//Enjoyed.