"Do the slippers fit your feet?" Fang Shuyao asked after helping Han Jialin put away the shoes.

"It's just wearing slippers. How can I be so particular about it... However, your slippers are pretty good."

Han Jialin took two steps, very soft, but not flat, as light as walking with bare feet.Han Jialin thinks of his own slippers, which are heavy and made of hard plastic, and there will be a loud crackling sound when walking. Of course, every time he walks loudly, his mother will scold him.

Han Jialin couldn't help looking at Shuyao's slippers below, the style was the same as his own, the uppers were black flip flops, and the uppers were snow white.

He is really a clean person, Han Jialin thought, it was the first time he saw a man wearing white slippers that were spotless.

Han Jialin didn't know that the slippers Fang Shuyao gave were his own, and he bought two pairs of this brand of slippers, with a unit price of 5600 RMB.

"Are you hungry? You haven't had dinner yet, have you?" Fang Shuyao had already entered the luxurious living room. Like the other guests, Han Jialin was shocked by the huge lithograph in the living room.

"It's so cool." Han Jialin raised his head high, "You literally live in a museum."

There are statues and paintings everywhere, and the artistic atmosphere is strong. Han Jialin thought that there would be many golden and silver shining things in this house, but in fact, the color tone here is more inclined to the American country, which is thick and low-key.

"This lithograph is troublesome to clean." Fang Shuyao said, "Although it looks pretty good."

"No matter how troublesome it is, I won't bother you, young master." Han Jialin said with a smile, "Your family has a driver and a maid, just like the show on TV."

"The TV shows are all props." Fang Shuyao said, "The things in this room are all real works of art, and so am I, the real young master."

"Then young master, do you have any genuine heroines here?" Han Jialin said, "The heroines in TV dramas are so beautiful."

Fang Shuyao looked at Han Jialin, and wanted to say "the real heroine" is you?But considering the consequences of saying this, I decided not to talk about it.

"Have you lived here since you were a child?" Han Jialin asked very curiously. This house is so big that it is absolutely no problem for three generations to live there.

"No, I lived in another place when I was a child." Fang Shuyao said, "This is a house my mother bought ten years ago. It is convenient for me to go to school. If you take a house as a 'home', I have more 'homes'. In There is also an ancestral house in the southern countryside, where my great-grandfather still lives."

"The ancestral house in the country? It won't be the kind of family that occupies a hill and is very wealthy?" Han Jialin couldn't help joking, and sat down on a single sofa, the leather of which felt very comfortable.

Fang Shuyao was sitting next to him, on a three-seater couch. On the couch were brick-thick English novels, ipadpro, some pills and charging cables.

"You're really messed up." Looking at the pile of things on the sofa, Han Jialin was convinced that Fang Shuyao was really a boy, not an unearthly Prince Dian.

"At home, I don't want to restrict myself." Fang Shuyao smiled slightly.

Nia brought fresh orange juice, coffee, and a stack of delicate pastries, all painted with gold and flowers, and they looked very expensive.

But Han Jialin is more interested in pastries. He was hungry, and what surprised him was not only chocolate cakes and other pastries, but also small steamed buns in the shape of bees and flowers.Those osmanthus cakes that looked like crystal carvings made Han Jialin's eyes look straight.

Fang Shuyao smiled, poked a piece of coconut milk osmanthus cake with a sterling silver snack fork, and brought it to Han Jialin's mouth: "Open your mouth."

"Huh?" Han Jialin's heart was beating wildly again.

"Open your mouth, I won't poison you to death." Fang Shuyao teased.

"Who is afraid of you being poisoned!" Han Jialin swallowed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in one gulp.Wow!Super delicious!The first time I ate coconut-flavored osmanthus cake.

When Han Jialin was intoxicated by the delicious food on the tip of his tongue, Fang Shuyao said: "The ancestral house just mentioned is not as exaggerated as occupying a hill, but my grandfather owns a lot of fields and forests, and one forest has been converted into a hot spring resort. If you are interested, I can take you to play.".

"Resort..." Han Jialin swallowed the pastry and sighed, "You were born with a golden spoon in your mouth."

"Golden spoon? If you're in it, you won't think it's a big deal, after all..." Fang Shuyao stared at Han Jialin, "In this world, you don't have money to get what you want."

"Listen to a kid from a rich family pouring chicken soup for the soul," Han Jialin glared at Fang Shuyao and said, "In my mother's words, you just don't know the blessings when you are in the blessing."

After finishing speaking, Han Jialin poked a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and ate it.

"So, if I give you money, would you be my lover?" Fang Shuyao asked directly.

"Huh?! Cough cough cough!" Han Jialin almost choked to death on the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, Fang Shuyao thoughtfully offered a glass of orange juice.

Han Jialin quickly took it and took two gulps before swallowing it.

"Is it better?" Fang Shuyao patted Han Jialin's back.

Han Jialin blocked it with his hand, and said blushingly, "Young master, if you don't play with me like this, people will die!"

"Your life is hard." Fang Shuyao smiled, "Same as Xiaoqiang."

"You are Xiaoqiang." Han Jialin glared at Fang Shuyao.

"But I'm not joking." Fang Shuyao said seriously.

"I'm not something that can be bought with money." Han Jialin poked the sweet-scented osmanthus cake with a fork, pointed at Fang Shuyao and said, "Master, do you understand?"

"I understand. So, I'm right." Fang Shuyao shrugged, "Money can't get me what I really want."

"You..." The atmosphere changed somewhat, Han Jialin put down his silver fork, hesitant to speak.In fact, he came to Fang Shuyao to talk about this matter besides visiting his doctor.

He wanted to know why Fang Shuyao kissed him, but for some reason, when he saw Fang Shuyao, Han Jialin's mind was in all sorts of confusion, he didn't want to face the problem at all, and kept talking about nonsense to avoid the subject, it was hopeless.

"This glutinous rice and purple potato cake is also good, you should try it." Apparently Han Jialin was not the only one who wanted to avoid the question, Fang Shuyao pointed to the purple potato cake to break the momentary silence.

"Fang Shuyao." Han Jialin raised his head and said, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

"Yes." Fang Shuyao got up from the sofa, squatted in front of Han Jialin, and looked at him, "Han Jialin, I like you."

Han Jialin instantly petrified, even the roots of his hair became stiff, he never thought that Fang Shuyao would confess, he thought he would say it was just a joke, so don't think too much about it.

Then he can beat Fang Shuyao up and ask him to apologize.

But what should we do in this situation?Han Jialin's heartbeat was the only thing that was alive, and it was too active, and he felt like his throat was about to jump out.

"Han Jialin?" Fang Shuyao stretched out his hand to Han Jialin's completely straight eyes, shaking, "Are you still here?"

"Huh?" Han Jialin turned his eyes away and looked down at his knees. His heart was beating so fast that his body became hot all at once.

"I know you and I are both men, but now there are many countries that allow same-sex marriages. You won't be so obsessed and think that boys can't like boys, right?" Fang Shuyao seemed to be joking, but his voice was almost aware of it. Uneasy.

"This..." Han Jialin took a deep breath, "Shouldn't this kind of talk be said earlier?"

"Huh?" Seeing that Han Jialin finally reacted, Fang Shuyao secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"You should tell me first that same-sex love is very common, and tell me a lot of truths about love first, gender doesn't matter, and then talk about love...it's better."

"Should I do it all over again?"

"No! Don't!" Han Jialin stood up from the sofa, "You and I are both boys..."

God knows how shaken Han Jialin's mood is at the moment, since he was a child, he never thought about falling in love with a boy, but all he likes are girls with big breasts!Also, my mother still expects to have grandchildren. If she is with a boy, she won't be able to have a baby.

Han Jialin's mind was racing fast, and he had already thought of the level of grandson's grandson.

He thought very far, far, but the only reason why he didn't want to face such a strong shake in his heart was that he was indeed tempted by Fang Shuyao.

Before, I always used Fang Shuyao as a prank to explain Fang Shuyao's actions, so as to calm my inexplicable throbbing mood.But as soon as Fang Shuyao confessed, all the protective walls built earlier collapsed!

Han Jialin hurriedly used "I'm a straight man!" "What a big/breasted girl, she's so soft." "Mom wants to hold a grandson!" and other reasons to build a protective wall higher than before.

However, no matter how persistent and stubborn he is, the eyes that serve as the window to the soul have betrayed him more or less.

That look wasn't disgust, or disgust, but a struggle.

"So, can't it?" Fang Shuyao looked at Han Jialin and sensed his wavering.

"Of course not! I never thought about dating a boy, or having any intimate relationship." Han Jialin Yizheng said with authenticity.

"Aren't you very close to Zhao Bin?"

"You really misunderstood!" Han Jialin waved his hands again and again, "He's just a brother. I hugged him upstairs to show you a show, to play you on purpose!"

"Oh? You join forces to play with me..." Fang Shuyao sat down, but his expression did not reveal any fluctuations.

Han Jialin was a little uncertain about Fang Shuyao's inner thoughts, but he still said: "Zhao Bin didn't play with you, Zhao Bin doesn't even know what I want to do."

"You two have such a good relationship." Fang Shuyao smiled indifferently.

"If you like it, we can be good brothers." Han Jialin said.

"Can I refuse your kindness?" Fang Shuyao raised his head and asked, and began to show the "Prince Hall" aura he had in school again. Although he was very gentle and elegant, his requests could not be refused.

"Yes, yes." Han Jialin had no aura, and nodded his head resignedly.

"En." Fang Shuyao nodded, and raised Erlang's legs.

Han Jialin couldn't help thinking: "Where is this Prince's Palace? It's the Lich King! His eyes are so sharp! No way! I can't be soft-legged or soft-hearted! I want to be tough!"

"Then...it's getting late, I'll go back first, or my mother will be worried." Han Jialin collected his mind, took his schoolbag, and pretended nothing happened.

"Be careful on the road, I won't see you off." Fang Shuyao who said this was fiddling with an exquisite decoration on the coffee table.This ornament has a sterling silver carved base with three ornate Easter eggs resting on it to form the character 'mountain'.

The tallest egg is the most beautiful, its surface is hollowed out and painted with a peacock opening its tail, and the bird feathers are inlaid with colorful crystals.

When Han Jialin ate dim sum before, his eyes were always on the easter egg, because it was really beautiful.It's a little bigger than a normal egg, maybe it's made of goose eggs.

Han Jialin looked at Fang Shuyao again worriedly, feeling that he was too quiet, and wanted to say a few words to him, but he didn't know where to start, so he turned his head and left.

"Han Jialin, catch it." However, just as Han Jialin stepped forward, he heard Fang Shuyao calling him.

"What?" Han Jialin turned around without knowing why, only to see an egg fly out of Fang Shuyao's hand.

That's an egg!Han Jialin immediately let go of the schoolbag in his hand, and reached out to pick it up, but—"Click!"

The egg fell to the ground and immediately fell apart!

Han Jialin was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, because the point where the egg fell was still some distance away from him, that is to say, although Fang Shuyao told him to follow it, he didn't throw it to him sincerely.

"Why did you break it?!" Han Jialin scolded angrily, and Nia ran over when she heard the sound, and her expression changed immediately when she saw the eggshell corpse on the ground.

"Master! What's going on?" Nia stomped her feet on the spot, looking anxious.

Judging from the maid's rich body language, Han Jialin knew that this easter egg must be very precious.

"What should I do?" Until then, Fang Shuyao got up gracefully from the sofa, put on a distressed and helpless look, and said, "These three eggs were bought by my mother from Moscow, and they are from Master Mikhail. It seems that this set is complete, oh, no, it is not complete now."

"What, what?" Looking at Fang Shuyao's eyes and listening to his tone, Han Jialin sensed something was wrong.

"How do you plan to compensate me?" Fang Shuyao spread his hands, "No matter who breaks something, they must pay for it, right?"

"Me? Me?!" Han Jialin pointed to himself, and then to the egg on the ground, "Fang Shuyao! You are completely extorting!"

"No, I reminded you, it was you who didn't catch it."

"Then why did you throw it here?!"

"In order for you to catch it."

"Do you think I'm a dog? Play catch with you?" Han Jialin raised his middle finger angrily.

"It turned out to be broken by a customer." No matter how the broken egg was closer to Han Jialin, Niya stared at Han Jialin and said, "Excuse me, customer, are you injured?"

"nonono..." Han Jialin said three nos in a row, so angry and anxious that he forgot how to explain in English.

"Han Jialin, with your speaking level, how can you take the college entrance examination?" Fang Shuyao said leisurely, adding fuel to the fire.

"Your young master broke it on purpose, it's none of my business." Han Jialin walked up to Fang Shuyao, pointed at Fang Shuyao and said, "Badegg! (bad guy)"

But Nia waved her hand, pointed at the broken egg on the ground and said, "badegg!"

"Nonono! Fang Shuyao——badguy!" Han Jialin changed to a clearer word and continued to point at Fang Shuyao angrily.

Fang Shuyao sighed, took Han Jialin's finger and said, "This is the end of English class, let's talk about compensation."

"what?!"

"I have evidence—Nia, physical evidence—this broken egg, you can't deny it." Fang Shuyao said, "Actually... this egg is not very expensive."

"How much is that?" Han Jialin didn't know that when he asked this question, he was already in the trap.

"An egg is 3300 RMB." Fang Shuyao said, "This is the price three years ago, it should have increased a bit now. Don't worry, I won't pursue the price increase."

"3300 is not expensive?!" Han Jialin almost rolled his eyes.

"Don't worry, I haven't finished the calculation yet." Fang Shuyao looked at the two undamaged eggs left on the coffee table, and then said, "These three eggs are in a set, and if one is missing, its pattern is also the same." It’s missing. That is, Han Jialin, you have to pay me three eggs, um... a total of 9900 yuan, congratulations, but it’s not even 1 yuan.”

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