God, please be gentle with me

Han Jialin watched Fang Shuyao open his schoolbag, and took out the pencil case, test papers, and reference books one by one from it. It looked like that, too, this is his home, Fang Shuyao wouldn't dare to make a mistake.

"Let's talk about the review later, I'm going to take a shower." Han Jialin said, his whole body was soaked in sweat and was sticky. Now he can't wait to plunge into the shower to have a good time.

"Don't take a cold shower, it will make the cold worse." Fang Shuyao seemed to see Han Jialin's thoughts, "I'll wait for you here, you go take a shower."

Fang Shuyao opened his chair and sat down as he spoke, but he was not idle either. He took the papers that Han Jialin had made in the past few days and looked at them.

After Han Jialin glanced at Fang Shuyao, he went to the closet to get a change of clothes.This is a solid wood wardrobe with a width of 1.2 meters, and there are posters of basketball stars on the three open and close doors.

Han Jialin opened a cabinet door, took out underwear from the inside drawer, opened the door of the next cabinet, and took out a pair of blue and white short-sleeved sweatshirts and a pair of linen-colored beach pants.

Compared with her younger sister's closet, which is always full and full of girlish atmosphere, Han Jialin doesn't have many clothes, three sets of school uniforms, one set of Mingguang small suits, and the rest is jeans, T-shirts, sports vests, and Han Jiali. The Korean style hoodie he picked.

When he thought that his underwear was still in Fang Shuyao's hands, Han Jialin felt uncomfortable. He looked at Fang Shuyao again, and found that he was still reading the test paper, so he said angrily, "Obviously you took my things and beat them up."

"What?" Fang Shuyao looked back at Han Jialin.

"This." Han Jialin flicked the cotton briefs in his hand. It was a pair of pure white underwear without any printing.

The underpants that Fang Shuyao took away were also printed with the colors of Marvel's Spider-Man.

Fang Shuyao looked at Han Jialin and that pair of pure white underwear//pants, and couldn't help thinking of Han Jialin lying on the bed, wearing tight underwear//pants.The shape of that place will be completely protruded//shown, and against Han Jialin's muscular and tight thighs, it's really... attractive.

……ah!no!Fang Shuyao pinched the center of his brows quickly, he couldn't hold the picture in his head, and he couldn't hold it.

"That pair of pants is still a limited edition... Are you listening to me?" Seeing Fang Shuyao's intentional avoidance, Han Jialin was even more annoyed.

"I'm listening." Fang Shuyao suddenly raised his head and said, "I said I would return your underwear, and I didn't talk nonsense to your sister. I do have something with you."

"Where do I have it?!"

"Why not, my whole heart is with you." Fang Shuyao said seriously, "Ever since I fell in love with you, my heart has always been with you."

"Uh..." Han Jialin couldn't help being speechless, and his heart beat inexplicably faster. He didn't understand how Fang Shuyao could not blush or breathe when he said such nasty words.And it was precisely because he flirted with confidence that Han Jialin was a little overwhelmed.

If Fang Shuyao said it in a joking tone, Han Jialin thought he could fight back quickly.

"Then, take your heart back!" After taking a deep breath, Han Jialin finally thought of how to answer.

"It's not that I haven't thought about getting it back, but...it has a mission, and it won't come back until it's done."

"Stop lying, can this still have a mission?"

"Of course, it has to bring your heart back to me." Fang Shuyao said again, "Otherwise, it won't come back."

"You..." Han Jialin was sure that he was in a fight with Fang Shuyao, but the more he fought, the worse it became, "You..."

"What am I?" Fang Shuyao asked back with a smile.

"Read the paper carefully!" Han Jialin hastily ended the "battle" he provoked, and left the room like a whirlwind.

Room, went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Fang Shuyao smiled happily, because Han Jialin accepted his heart to live with him temporarily, although he himself hadn't realized it yet.

…Turning the shower to the maximum, and facing the cold water, Han Jialin felt hot all over, and his heart was beating fast, and he wanted to take a cold shower to calm down.

But when his hand touched the cold water, he thought of Fang Shuyao's words that the cold would get worse, so he turned the shower to adjust to warm water.

"Why am I so obedient..." Han Jialin almost couldn't understand himself. In the past, even if what Zhao Bin said made sense, he would still be stupid, such as being easily provoked by the opponent, fouling during the game...

"Hey, don't think about it!" After thinking for a while, Han Jialin took the initiative to stop, there was an answer buried in his heart, he knew it, but he didn't want to look at it.

He would rather let his mood remain impetuous than to explore what the answer is.

"I can't let him influence me." Han Jialin thought stubbornly, "I like girls! Soft and cute girls with big//breasts! Or Yujie in fishnet black//silk! Ah, that's great! "

Han Jialin recalled the photos stored in his mobile phone, and found that he still likes girls, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Then, he hummed the already out-of-key "See You Again", stood under the shower to wash his hair, rinsed his hair, and squeezed some lemon-flavored body wash to smear on his drenched body.When the finger slid down as usual in the bath, and was about to wash the little brother, a strange and rather ambiguous feeling suddenly rose up!

Obviously his own hand was holding it, but what his skin felt was Fang Shuyao's fingers.There was a distinct sense of excitement imprinted deep in his mind.Han Jialin felt the difference between what others do and what he does himself.

It is not only the body that is controlled, but also the mind... When Fang Shuyao hugged him from behind, he murmured, "Is it comfortable?"

His whole body would tremble from numbness...

"Fuck!" As if to drive Fang Shuyao out of his head, Han Jialin moved roughly, and tried to think about the girls just now, but the pretty faces of the girls became blurred, and Fang Shuyao's affectionate The pupils became clearer.

This caused Han Jialin to suffer a lot. The more he didn't want to think about Fang Shuyao, the stronger Fang Shuyao's sense of existence made him half-hearted. He couldn't feel joy at all, but became very anxious.

However, he attributed this to having done it twice in the afternoon, which is why it happened. .

After finally venting, Han Jialin leaned against the tiled wall exhausted, feeling really rotten!

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After coming out of the bathroom, Dad had already come home from get off work. Mom put the food on the table, and scolded Han Jialin when she saw Han Jialin, "Why did you take so long to wash? Everyone is waiting for you to eat."

Han Jialin pretended to wipe his hair, lowered his head, his face became hot.

"Blow dry your hair, or you'll have a fever again." Fang Shuyao stood behind Han Jialin at some point, and reached out to help him brush his hair.

Han Jialin stepped away like an electric shock, and went straight to the dining table: "Ah, I'm starving to death!"

"Brother, while you were taking a shower, Fang Shuyao found out the questions you did wrong and wrote them down for you. Hey, you are lucky."

"Oh." Han Jialin responded indifferently.

"Go blow your hair." Han's mother refused to let her son just sit down and eat, and said, "The guests haven't arrived yet, so why are you in a hurry."

Han Jialin got up suddenly and went back to the bathroom.There are two toilets in the house, one is in the master bedroom of parents and the other is in the living room.

When Han Jialin was blowing his hair in the bathroom of the living room, he saw Fang Shuyao talking to his father through the mirror.

The two chatted quite happily.

After Han Jialin dried his hair and was able to go to the dinner table, he found that the whole family, including his aunt and grandma, were very warm to Fang Shuyao, not with the kind of enthusiasm towards guests, but towards his own family.

"Come, Shuyao, try the braised pork made by my aunt." The first chopsticks of my aunt were for Fang Shuyao.

"Thank you, it smells delicious." Fang Shuyao said with a smile.

"I made the three delicacies here." Mama Han put a large spoonful into Fang Shuyao's rice bowl. "Potatoes, green peppers and eggplants, plus my secret ancestral sauce, taste delicious."

Fang Shuyao took a bite of the potato and said, "It's delicious."

"The tomato tofu soup made by Aunt Han is also good." Dad Han also recommended, "It can catch up with the five-star chefs outside."

"Dad, there is a chef in my family, and he is a foreigner." Han Jialin was referring to Niya. Just from the dim sum she ate last time, she knew that her cooking standard was very high.

"That's different. Auntie and auntie cook your home's flavor." Fang Shuyao licked his lips, "I really envy you that you can eat such delicious dishes every day."

"Ouch, this child has such a sweet mouth." Mother Han and her aunt and grandma were very happy.

"Learn more from my classmate Fang, don't be ignorant of your blessings." Father Han took the opportunity to educate his son.

"Yes, yes, yes." Han Jialin bowed his head to pick up the rice, out of sight.

"Don't just eat rice, you should also eat vegetables." Fang Shuyao gave Han Jialin a piece of braised pork.

For some reason, Han Jialin didn't dare to look up at Fang Shuyao, and just ate the meat silently.

"Brother is so quiet today." Which pot did Han Jiali not open and which pot was lifted, "Is it because Fang Shuyao is here?"

"I have a cold, did you forget?" Han Jialin said angrily.

"I'm embarrassing this baby today. I have to sleep in the living room when I have a cold. Otherwise, I'd better go to a hotel." My aunt felt sorry for Han Jialin.

"No, it's just a cold. He'll be alive and kicking in a few days..." Mother Han said, "You're old, you should live better."

"Aunt Han," Fang Shuyao said, "Actually, Han Jialin can live in my house."

"What?" Han Jialin finally looked at Fang Shuyao, and couldn't believe that he was so brave that he dared to ask him to live in his house.

"This is a good idea, Fang Shuyao's family is big," Han Jiali said with a smile, "Can you take me along?"

"You are a girl's family, why join in the fun." Mother Han quickly vetoed.

"I'm a boy and I don't want to join in the fun." Han Jialin smiled and said, "Mom, I'll just sleep on the sofa."

"You live in my house, and I can just give you tutoring and save you the trouble of running around." Fang Shuyao said with a smile on his face, "The college entrance examination is coming soon, if you haven't had a good rest, For failing the exam, my aunt and grandma should blame themselves."

"That's right, Xiao Linzi, why don't you go live at classmate Fang's house." The aunt and grandma completely stood by Fang Shuyao's side, "Seeing that you can't sleep well, grandma doesn't sleep well either."

"This... By the way, I can go to Zhao Bin's house." Han Jialin didn't want his aunt and grandma to feel uncomfortable, but he couldn't go to Fang Shuyao's house either. What should I do if that guy suddenly fell in love in the middle of the night?Aren't I chastity//Fucking insecure?