God, please be gentle with me

"You can continue to watch WeChat, it won't affect me." Fang Shuyao could see that Zhao Bin wanted to continue watching the video.

"Thank you." Zhao Bin was even happier. Holding his phone, he lowered his head and continued to read WeChat. Someone released a video of An Jiyu's live drum show...

Han Jialin saw that Zhao Bin didn't even look up and had become An Jiyu's little fan, so he took out his mobile phone, poked the screen with his thumb, and quickly sent Fang Shuyao a WeChat message.

Fang Shuyao's mobile phone in his school uniform pocket vibrated. He took it out and saw that there was a new Wechat message. He opened the app and saw: "Asshole! Don't think about my brother!" It also had a special effect of thunder.

Fang Shuyao's entire screen was "blackened" for three seconds, and he looked up at Han Jialin beside him.

Han Jialin was glaring at him, Fang Shuyao naturally understood the meaning of his eyes - full of warning and displeasure.

Fang Shuyao couldn't help showing a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and he also got his wish to see Han Jialin's expression that was even more angry and about to go berserk.

Fang Shuyao took the A4 folder on the table and opened it up to read. He and Han Jialin were sitting side by side. The leather armrest in the middle was very wide. When you opened it, there were wine racks and some electronic control equipment inside.

This car is a custom-made car, a gift from my father to my mother for the [-]th wedding anniversary.But compared to luxury cars, my mother prefers collectibles, such as antique cars.Therefore, this car finally became a family scooter and was used by Fang Shuyao.

Fang Shuyao stared at the spreadsheet in the folder, which were quotations from different printing houses.The order quantity of [-] copies and [-] copies of the full-color printed student graduation album is quite different. .

Han Jialin still gave Fang Shuyao a dissatisfied look before turning his gaze back to look at Zhao Bin opposite.

At this moment, Fang Shuyao reached out and grabbed Han Jialin's right hand resting on the armrest.

Han Jialin was taken aback. He lowered his head and realized that the erected A4 folders were covering their hands. Even if they were overlapping, they couldn't see anything from the opposite side.

Han Jialin's heart was beating fast, and he wanted to withdraw his hand, but Fang Shuyao clenched it even harder, pressing his palm against the armrest, unable to move.

It seems that the scene in the infusion room of the hospital was re-enacted, the difference is that Zhao Bin is here.

Han Jialin naturally refused to compromise, he tried to pinch Fang Shuyao's painful fingers, but Zhao Bin suddenly raised his head, the car stopped because of a red light, and someone was honking the horn, these noises made Zhao Bin look out the car window.

It turned out that a battery car ran a red light. It really shouldn't have happened at this time of heavy traffic.

However, this move by Zhao Bin really scared Han Jialin enough. He was stiff all over, afraid that if he moved randomly, the folder in his hand would slip down, so that Zhao Bin would find that Fang Shuyao was holding his hand.

Fang Shuyao's expression was very serious, as if he was really looking at the quotation.

After the car passed the traffic lights, Zhao Bin continued to look down at his phone, and Han Jialin heaved a sigh of relief.At this moment, Fang Shuyao suddenly leaned close to Han Jialin's ear, and whispered, "Got it? You are the only one who can make me think differently."

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Zhao Bin looked up again, only to see Fang Shuyao adjusted his sitting posture and smiled at himself, Zhao Bin smiled back, not noticing that Han Jialin's entire face was flushed.

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"Thank you for taking me back." Zhao Bin got out of the car first and said with a smile.

"You're welcome." Fang Shuyao nodded with a smile.

"See you tomorrow." Zhao Bin waved to Han Jialin and Fang Shuyao.

"Zhao..." Han Jialin still wanted to keep Zhao Bin.

But Zhao Bin didn't pay attention. He closed the car door and walked forward while looking at his phone with his head down.

Han Jialin immediately got up and sat in the seat opposite, distanced himself from Fang Shuyao.

"Why?" Fang Shuyao asked knowingly, "It's not crowded."

"You still have to ask?" Han Jialin was hooked, frowning and staring at Fang Shuyao.When Zhao Bin was there just now, Fang Shuyao held his hand and didn't let go until the car drove into the community.

Now that Zhao Bin is away, God knows what Fang Shuyao will do again.

After experiencing what happened in the afternoon, Han Jialin already understood that Fang Shuyao is a daring and arrogant bastard!

Being able to touch him in the school doctor's office meant that he wasn't afraid of punishment at all.

Of course, Han Jialin would be afraid of this fearless guy, he was not stupid enough to know what the other party would do, but he himself ran into it.

"I don't quite understand." Fang Shuyao looked innocent, "I didn't do anything."

"What haven't you done yet?" Originally worried about the driver Zhang Xudong, Han Jialin said flickeringly, now he was irritated, "You just kept holding my hand!"

"It's just holding hands." Fang Shuyao still looked innocent and innocent, "You have ejaculated in my hand this afternoon, and you have returned twice, and I don't see you so annoyed."

Han Jialin was dumbfounded, his whole body froze as if he had been hit by acupuncture points, but the speed at which his face turned red was incredible, which made Fang Shuyao clearly understand how intense his inner activities were.

I guess he was too embarrassed to let the driver overhear. After all, Zhang Xudong was sitting in front of the car, and Fang Shuyao didn't lower his voice.

Fang Shuyao savored Han Jialin's embarrassing expression at the moment, he deliberately dropped the subject to let Han Jialin take the bait, just to tease him.

I like to see Han Jialin being so shy that he can't speak, I like to see Han Jialin staring at him, and he looks like he wants to run away at any time, it's so cute.

If he is directly pressed on the car seat to do those things now, what will happen to him?I might cry.

But it's even better to make Han Jialin cry.

Fang Shuyao's deep black eyes deepened because of this thought, and even burst into a gorgeous brilliance like mercury ripples.

however--

"what."

The folder suddenly fell on Fang Shuyao's face, the bridge of his nose was hit by the hard stainless steel clip, and it hurt, the papers inside were also scattered, and the compartment was as white as snow.

"Don't think I dare not beat you up." Han Jialin said angrily, still blushing, "I will lose to you today, it's just that I have a cold and have no energy!"

Obviously, Han Jialin, who thinks he "knows how to flirt with girls", doesn't understand what "love" is all about, and even sees Fang Shuyao's pursuit as a competition of power, and he is completely in the wrong direction.

Even Zhang Xudong, who was concentrating on driving, noticed Han Jialin's slowness, but this ignorant slowness would not make the young master feel tricky or discouraged, on the contrary, it would make him more energetic.

Zhang Xudong saw from the rearview mirror that the young master was rubbing his nose, but his eyes were full of "brightness", and felt that classmate Han was simply "stirring up the flames", and it was very likely that the young master would not let him get out of the car...

This caused Zhang Xudong a headache. He couldn't disobey the young master's orders, but he couldn't take classmate Han home just like that.

"Zhang Xudong, please park the car in front." Unexpectedly, the young master ordered so.

"Is it parking?" Zhang Xudong had been the young master's driver for three years, and this was the first time he asked a rhetorical question.

"Well, Han Jialin lives in the building in front." The young master said again, and then he lowered his head obediently to pick up the documents. This development was really beyond Zhang Xudong's expectations.

"Hmph." Han Jialin was still angry and ignored Fang Shuyao.

When the car stopped, Fang Shuyao also packed up the folder and put it back on the table.

"Here we are, young master." Zhang Xudong said, got out of the car, and opened the door for them.

Han Jialin went to get the schoolbag, Fang Shuyao quickly grabbed the camouflage shoulder strap of the schoolbag, and said, "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Seeing Fang Shuyao's sincere apology, Han Jialin didn't know what to do.

Just when Han Jialin was stunned, Fang Shuyao successfully took Han Jialin's heavy schoolbag, which seemed to be stuffed with bricks, and got out of the car.

Han Jialin chased after him.

"What do you mean?" Han Jialin really didn't understand.

"You are sick, I really shouldn't have shot you." Fang Shuyao lowered his eyes and said, his eyelashes were long and beautiful, and at this moment, under the illumination of the street lights in the community, they were even more charming.

"Even if I'm not sick!" Han Jialin said quickly.

"You live on the fifteenth floor." Fang Shuyao directly changed the topic, and then carried his schoolbag into the lobby on the first floor.

"Hey!" Han Jialin hurried to catch up, "What are you doing at my house?"

"Just take your schoolbag up for you." Fang Shuyao smiled slightly, "Don't be so nervous."

"Who is nervous." Han Jialin said, "I can take it myself."

Just as he was saying this, the elevator door opened, and a female neighbor with a Teddy dog ​​came out of the elevator, Han Jialin stopped talking, Fang Shuyao

He went straight into the elevator, but Han Jialin didn't go in for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Fang Shuyao asked, "Aren't you going home?"

Han Jialin frowned, but went in anyway.

Standing outside the glass door of the hall, Zhang Xudong saw the young master and classmate Han going upstairs together, so he understood that the young master was "retreating to advance".At first glance, it seems that he is soft on Han, but it is actually a step forward - he can go to Han's house.

So he has to find a place to park now, the young master probably won't come down so soon.

Zhang Xudong was looking for a parking space in the community, and suddenly thought that he had lived for nothing for 38 years, and that he was not as good as the 17-year-old young master in terms of chasing skills. He was really ashamed.

But having said that, the young master himself is not an ordinary person. He needs to have IQ and good looks. The most important thing is that he is serious about his feelings for Han. Otherwise, Han would not always be hooked...

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"Okay, you can go." As soon as the elevator door opened, Han Jialin started to chase people away, and blocked Fang Shuyao from coming out.

"Ah, what's that?" Fang Shuyao suddenly pointed to the outside of the elevator with a surprised face.

"What?" Han Jialin looked back, Fang Shuyao nimbly got out from under his spread arms and came to the corridor.

"You..." Seeing Fang Shuyao's smiling face after he succeeded, Han Jialin was furious.

"It turned out to be Spring Festival couplets." Fang Shuyao pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and read out, "Calculating straight to a thousand miles away, soaring must be as high as the sky. Han Jiali is really versatile."

"And you know she wrote it?"

"Of course I know." Fang Shuyao turned to look at Han Jialin, "You can't write such a beautiful regular script."

"Then what do you like about me?" Han Jialin felt angry for some reason.Speaking of which, Zhao Bin also said similar things, but he felt that it was nothing. My younger sister wrote beautifully, and I was very proud of being an older brother.

"I like everything about you." Fang Shuyao said, looking directly at Han Jialin with his black and handsome eyes.

"Uh..." Han Jialin wanted to say something, but his heart was pounding "Boom! Boom!"

"Brother, you don't even forget how to open the fingerprint lock." Han Jiali suddenly opened the door from the inside and laughed at Han Jialin, but when she saw Fang Shuyao, she immediately screamed "Wow!" and ran in.

"What's wrong?" Fang Shuyao asked strangely.

"No hair or make-up, do you know that she goes to school with light makeup every day?"

"Really? Didn't see it."

"Her makeup skills are really good." Han Jialin said with a smile, "The title of school belle is not for nothing."

"Han Jiali is beautiful even without makeup." Fang Shuyao said with a smile, "After all, she is your sister."

Han Jialin blushed inexplicably: "Stop flattering me, I don't look like her..."

"Although there are differences between men and women, the contours of eyebrows and eyes are still the same." Fang Shuyao raised his hand and gestured earnestly, "They all look good."

"Can you stop saying I'm good-looking? I can't bear a man saying I'm good-looking, and I'm getting goosebumps." Han Jialin obviously wanted to drive Fang Shuyao away, but he was ashamed by what he said, and he couldn't do it yet. drive him away.