little lover

Han Qiaoye seized the opportunity and tried his best to show himself, and made the little ancestor feel good, but his clothes were completely wet, so he couldn't wear them out, so he had to ask his assistant to bring them.

Zhuo Yifan's swimming trunks were torn violently, so he had no choice but to throw them away.However, the clothes he took off before were still dry, much better than Han Qiaoye's wet and seductive appearance.He went out to change his clothes, just passed by Han Qiaoye's assistant and walked out of the bathroom, pretending that nothing happened with a sullen face, but his heart was beating very fast, afraid that the other party would find out.

The assistant just sent a new set of clothes over and left soon.

Zhuo Yifan breathed a sigh of relief, carried his bag and walked out quickly, hesitated for a moment, then stopped and stood at the door waiting for him.Han Qiaoye was a little slow, and he was not in a hurry to leave. He just folded his arms and looked at the ground while kicking a small stone on the ground. He stood there with his eyes downcast and said nothing.

When Han Qiaoye came out, he saw a little white-haired boy standing there leaning against the wall with slightly damp hair. The child looked over with an expressionless face, his slightly raised chin was a little arrogant, and the tips of his ears were red.Han Qiaoye walked over with a smile, stood there with a little affection and talked to him: "Wait for me?"

Zhuo Yifan glanced at him, then turned his head quickly, and said, "I don't lack fatherly love."

Han Qiaoye was wearing cuff buttons, and was taken aback when he finished speaking, and then realized that the child was waiting for him just to reply.He looked at Zhuo Yifan with a smile, and asked, "Well, what then?"

Zhuo Yifan looked down at the ground, with the heat still on the tip of his ears, he said vaguely, "I have to try it first, if I don't like it, I'll leave."

Han Qiaoye hugged him and said, "Okay, I will let you try it and you will like it."

After he finished speaking, he leaned over and kissed Zhuo Yifan. The first kiss was unexpected without any preparation. When he kissed again, Zhuo Yifan put his hands on his lips and stammered, "I, I haven't made up my mind yet." Woolen cloth!"

Han Qiaoye whispered in his ear and said, "Then think about it slowly, it's not that I won't give you time." The last sentence was very soft, and the tone was the same as when he was in the bathroom just now.After all, Zhuo Yifan was still young and had never had sex before. Just this tone of voice made him unable to recall what happened just now, and he couldn't help it.He got up and wanted to leave, but Han Qiaoye rubbed his cheeks with his fingers, causing his eyelashes to tremble. Han Qiaoye's voice was also hoarse: "You miss yours, I'll do mine."

Zhuo Yifan's body trembled, he dodged a little, lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "Don't talk nonsense, and don't think about those nonsense."

Han Qiaoye withdrew his hand, looked at him and laughed, and then lowered his voice a little. The two of them stood there as if they were getting closer and whispered: "No, I just wanted to ask you if it still counts when you said to invite Xiao Zhuo to eat ice cream? "

Zhuo Yifan stood there for a minute before remembering, blushing and said, "Forget it, do you want to eat now?"

Han Qiaoye said, "Of course."

Zhuo Yifan let out an "oh", clutching the strap of his schoolbag tightly, and strode out quickly.

Han Qiaoye's expression was calm, but his brows and eyes were stretched out with a look of satisfaction, and he walked unhurriedly behind his little fool.

When they got out of the swimming pool, they saw the car that the Han family had come to pick up parked there, and the assistant was bending over to coax Han Zizhuo to let him get in the car.But the kid was standing there with his schoolbag in his arms, his brows were frowning in knots, and when he saw Han Qiaoye, he smiled and said, "Uncle!"

Han Qiaoye went over and patted his head, and said, "Is everything ready?"

Han Zizhuo nodded. Not only did he bring all his belongings after class, but he also changed his clothes. He had been waiting here for a long time. It can be said that he was the first person he met with the driver of the Han family. He was a child waiting to be picked up from class, but he looked like a little parent waiting to pick up Han Qiaoye and Zhuo Yifan who were late.

Seeing them coming out, Han Zizhuo asked, "Uncle, why are you here so late? You're later than agreed." When he saw Zhuo Yifan coming with him, he was a little happy again, "Brother Yifan , you are coming too!"

Zhuo Yifan nodded and said, "I just agreed, I'll treat you to ice cream."

Han Zizhuo looked surprised, but he obediently raised his head to look at Han Qiaoye: "Uncle, is it okay?"

Han Qiaoye smiled and said, "Okay, let's go, brother Yifan is treating you today."

After getting in the car, Han Qiaoye sat in the middle of the back row generously, reaching out to touch Zhuo Yifan's hand, but was quickly dodged.

The assistant in front asked, "Third Young Master, where are you going now?"

Han Qiaoye's uncle and nephew looked at Zhuo Yifan together, Zhuo Yifan said a place, and then drove on the road.

Han Qiaoye sat next to Zhuo Yifan at the back, wishing he could squeeze him against the window, and turned to whisper to him. Zhuo Yifan's ears were burning, and he looked at the road outside the window the whole time without talking to him.Han Qiaoye leaned over and talked to him non-stop, even talking about a drum tower for a while, Zhuo Yifan's face was hot from the heat of his body, and he avoided him a little. "I know that, and I've lived here for years, and I've gone to college here."

Han Qiaoye said, "Really? I haven't been back for a year or two, please tell me."

Zhuo Yifan: "..."

assistant:"……"

The assistant complained in his heart with a blank face. He felt that the ones he picked up so many times before might be fake.The Han family pays attention to festivals, and there are a few times when the whole family must rush back to spend together. If they don't come back for a year or two, it is estimated that the third young master will be beaten by the second young master.

Han Qiaoye was quite addicted to acting, he completely regarded himself as a newcomer, and asked, "What delicious ice cream is there?" "Oh, is that a newly opened Sichuan restaurant, take me to try it later."Han Zizhuo had a long memory, and when he looked outside and heard his uncle say that, he couldn't help but want to speak. Han Qiaoye quickly stuffed him with a lollipop, and said with a smile, "I allow you to eat one more candy today."

Han Zizhuo was confused by the sweet taste of strawberries in his mouth, and soon he squinted his eyes and concentrated on eating. Most of the candies in his house are for display, and children will have stomach pains if they eat them without permission-this is his father Taught him since childhood.

There was a traffic jam on the road at this point, Han Qiaoye was not in a hurry, and touched the little hand along the way happily.

He felt that he had succeeded in holding hands.

When they arrived at the ice cream shop, Han Qiaoye asked his little nephew to wait in the car, and he and Zhuo Yifan went to the shop.When ordering, he gestured to the clerk and said, "Make it smaller, a ball is divided into this size."

The clerk was a little bit embarrassed, and said: "Huh? But our house is originally small, and yours is only as big as a fingernail. It's not easy to handle."

Zhuo Yifan said: "Give it to me, I will come."

Zhuo Yifan twirled the tip of the spoon, and brought down a beautiful round ice cream ball, and asked, "Is it that big?"

Han Qiaoye said: "Okay, let's get him two. Xiao Zhuo has never eaten ice cream before. The family was afraid that he would have a stomachache if he ate too much. He always made such small ice cream balls. He has never seen how big a normal ice cream ball is." .”

Zhuo Yifan felt that the little nephew was a little pitiful, so he made the second ball a little bigger, and then divided it into small plates, and ate the rest himself, completely destroying the traces.

The two adults went back with ice cream not much bigger than a candy bar, and watched Han Zizhuo carefully finish the two "ice cream balls".Zhuo Yifan especially sympathized with this kid, and Han Qiaoye's sympathy had already been eaten by him after so many years of accomplices. He sat there with a normal expression, and asked Han Zizhuo cheekily, "Are you enjoying the food?"

Han Zizhuo laughed and said, "Happy~"

Han Qiaoye asked again: "Look, you have won four times, so you still have two ice creams left. Let's find brother Yifan to eat again, shall we?"

Zhuo Yifan said: "I can buy two more balls now and you can bring them back to him."

Han Qiaoye waved his hand and said without guilt at all, "Children can't eat so much cold food, so you can buy the rest in two?"

The little nephew immediately looked over eagerly, his eyes were wet like a puppy.

Zhuo Yifan opened his mouth to refuse, but the young nephew's gaze was too longing to ignore him, so he could only swallow the words that came to his lips, and said vaguely, "I see."

Han Qiaoye refused to let go, and asked, "Then when?"

Zhuo Yifan couldn't avoid it, so he could only say: "Wait until Saturday and Sunday. I usually have classes, and this is the only time I rest."

Only then was Han Qiaoye satisfied, and he nodded in agreement.

Zhuo Yifan finished ordering ice cream and got out of the car to leave. Han Qiaoye also followed, and said to his assistant generously, "Take Xiao Zhuo home. I have something to eat outside."

The assistant was dumbfounded, and said: "But, but the second young master told you to go home tonight."

Han Qiaoye smiled and said, "Just tell him that I'm on a date."

The place to eat at night is naturally carefully selected. Han Qiaoye has prepared today's meal since he was a child. Although it was a little later than expected, he talked to each other in the swimming pool, but now The atmosphere is better than imagined.

For example, Han Qiaoye did not expect that Zhuo Yifan would sit obediently across from him. It is very rare for the two of them to be quiet and not arguing. Just looking at the little white hair sitting opposite him like this is like walking in a picture album. The beautiful boy who came out.

Han Qiaoye helped him cut the steak, and watched him eat there quietly with his mouth open, wishing he could feed it himself.

It's as cute as raising a bird with one hand!

Han Qiaoye sat there and chatted with him a few words: "Have you started your junior year, do you usually live in a dormitory? Didn't you go to live at Teacher Fang's house before?"

Zhuo Yifan said: "I've gone, I lived with my master for several years, and my master took special care of me."

Han Qiaoye said: "Tell me, I will learn from it in the future."

Zhuo Yifan thought about it for a while, and said, "For example, my master's instant noodles are delicious."

Han Qiaoye: "..."

Han Qiaoye looked at the child who ate meat in front of him, and saw that he would not refuse anyone who came, and he was not picky at all. He couldn't help but feel a little distressed. How much hardship did he suffer with Teacher Fang?