little lover

Lu Ming looked at him and said, "You're not heading towards the Academy of Fine Arts, are you?"

Han Er said frankly: "No."

Lu Ming unbuckled his seat belt and was about to go down. The car door was locked. He patted his head and said, "Han Qiaoyu, you are so patient. I did something wrong, and you still want me to go home with you?"

Han Erche was silent for a while, and said, "Lu Ming, I really didn't do the painting alone."

Lu Ming laughed angrily at him: "Your brother again? Or did your dad buy it? You think I'm a fool. Let go. I won't go back with you. You can stay for a few days and reflect on yourself."

Where did Han Er dare to let go, he leaned over to hug him in his arms, and softly coaxed him in his ear, Lu Ming became angrier and scolded him in a low voice: "Are you enough? Call me, I'm giving you face, but I plan to forgive you like this without saying anything! And am I angry because of the painting? You should call Mr. Cheng, we agreed not to interfere with each other The other party is making friends, I'm just going out to have dinner with Mr. Cheng, you...don't touch me, I really did it!"

Han Er was tall and tall, holding Lu Ming in his arms, he was a full circle older than him. He directly dragged him to his side, and said in a low voice, "Hit until you calm down."

Lu Ming is a scholar, who is the opponent of this reckless man, he hit his shoulder a few times like hitting his back, his hand hurts, but the other party feels quite comfortable, Lu Ming bumped his forehead angrily, and raised his hand again. When I woke up, I had a red mark between my eyebrows, and my eyes were watery, I don't know if it was from anger or from the pain just now.

Han Er laughed, but soon tensed his expression again. He didn't laugh before Lu Ming got angry again, but his eyes were silent and gentle, and he rubbed his forehead lightly with his fingers: "Does it hurt?"

Lu Ming is elegant and steady outside, and he has never been so angry by anyone.

Han Er probably felt that the other party had calmed down, so he leaned over and kissed him again. Lu Ming pushed him hard and was easily restrained.Han Erban closed his eyes and kissed him again, Lu Ming opened his mouth and bit him, Han Er snorted, grabbed his hand and put it under him.

The tips of Lu Ming's ears were red. He was held in prison, and he couldn't leave after being pumped several times. Instead, the thing became harder and harder in his palm, and even jumped a few times. Lu Ming knew that he hadn't Touching himself, also followed by a severe shock.

He relaxed his body and let Han Er kiss him for a while, and when he let go, he was almost out of breath, turned his face to the side and gasped for a few times, the corners of his eyes were red.

Han Er was still kissing his neck with a bit of force, Lu Ming tremblingly said: "No, I'm going to see Mr. Daishan tomorrow..."

Han Er smiled, pinched his chin and said, "Now you want to go again?" Mr. Dai Shan was Lu Ming's former Chinese painting teacher, and it was rare for him to return to China. Han Er made an appointment to calm his wife down. Ming had a cold war with him, and he never let go of it. Now it seems that he has actually remembered that the time has already passed.

Lu Ming pursed his lips and remained silent.

Han Er kissed him and said, "I'll go with you tomorrow."

Even so, even when Professor Lu returned home, he didn't let Han Er in. Instead, he kicked him out and asked him to reflect for another day.Han Er didn't force it either, he would be content to see his wife tomorrow.

When Han Er came back, he saw his younger brother Han Qiaoye sitting in the living room eating a bowl of cherries, and there were some cherry pits in a small plate next to him.

Han Er glanced at it, and said a little strangely: "You ate all the memes?"

Han Qiaoye moved his mouth a few times before slowly saying, "No, I took it off in advance and threw it away."

Han Er was an observer soldier, and said with just one glance: "It's a lie."

Han Qiaoye could only say, "I really threw it away. I bit off some of them. I felt ashamed and wrapped them in a tissue and threw them in the trash."

Han Erdao: "Why do you eat cherry stems?"

Han Qiaoye lied to him: "Mom said this is a folk remedy. Don't I sometimes grind my teeth when I sleep? Anyway, it won't hurt to try." He felt that this reason was a little untenable, so he immediately asked, "You send Brother Lu back to school?" went?"

Han Erdao: "No, send him back to live with me."

Han Qiaoye said, "Is this a reconciliation?"

Han Er laughed and said, "Almost."

Han Qiaoye was amazed, and applauded him: "Second brother, you are really good. Brother Lu is usually very good-tempered and occasionally loses his temper. When I meet him, I get terrified. How do you coax people well?"

Han Er said to him: "It's very simple, satisfy him."

Han Qiaoye: "..."

Han Qiaoye felt that his own mother was a national first-class actress and had decades of stage experience. His second brother also inherited a bit of talent, but acting skills in this area were too much!What about bragging? !

Han Er coaxed his wife well, and went upstairs in a relaxed mood.

Han Qiaoye felt that today was really chilling. He was disgusted by Zhuo Yifan's bad boy outside for his poor skills, and he was provoked by his second brother when he came back.

His second brother's skills are not good, and he relies entirely on acting skills, so the whole family is an actor, who will be deceived!

Holding a pot of cherries in his arms, Han Qiaoye continued to practice angrily. The stalks of the cherries were a bit hard and couldn't be tied a few times, but his tongue was about to get knotted.

When he was resting at night, he glanced at his phone again. Zhuo Yifan was surprisingly quiet, talking less than usual.But yes, he can't take pictures of "Middle-earth" to show this poor kid now, and it's normal not to send a message to ask.

Han Qiaoye felt sour. He picked up his phone and started harassing people. He sent a message and asked, "Are you college students so self-disciplined at night?"

Zhuo Yifan replied quickly: "What?"

Han Qiaoye said, "You are so quiet, I thought you were asleep."

Zhuo Yifan replied with a black-eyed bunny eating a carrot, and said, "How is that possible! It's only a few hours, and cultivating immortals is the norm."

Han Qiaoye said, "Then what do you do at night?"

Zhuo Yifan said: "Just chat, read comics, read novels, get together with classmates and play games all night."

Han Qiaoye asked, "What games are you playing?"

Zhuo Yifan said: "PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds, do you want to come, I will add you?"

Han Qiaoye had never played this game before, and he was afraid that he would lose face as a newbie, so he said, "No, I'll see if I'm interested later."

Zhuo Yifan said, "Oh."

Han Qiaoye said, "Aren't you going to play games? Are your classmates waiting for you?"

Zhuo Yifan quickly said: "No, I don't play much."

Han Qiaoye didn't understand the game, so Zhuo Yifan quickly changed the subject. The two chatted about "Middle-earth World" for a while, and Han Qiaoye figured out some tools to help improve it.

Zhuo Yifan hesitated and said, "Then be careful."

Han Qiaoye said: "Don't worry, it won't be damaged, if it is broken, I will accompany you."

Zhuo Yifan just smiled over there, and asked him, "Did you touch my moss before, I seem to have changed a bit."

Han Qiaoye touched the tip of his nose, embarrassed to say how naive he had done before, and planned to use his beauty to get away with it. After chatting casually, he sent a selfie.

The light in his bedroom was a bit dim, but the face he photographed was sharp and angular, his hair was pulled back casually, revealing his handsome features, probably because he was lying down and his whole body was lazy, and his boneless appearance was tempting everywhere. , It can be pasted out to print small cards, and pasted with a phone number, it will definitely be blown up.

After a while, Zhuo Yifan returned a card.

The child tried his best to stretch his lip line, his eyes looked at the front, and he was a little shy but tried to pretend to be okay at a glance. Behind him was the bed in the dormitory, and his roommate was diagonally opposite, facing the computer play games.

Han Qiaoye looked at it carefully for a while, then bent his eyes and smiled: "Take a few pictures, and choose the best one to send to me?"

Zhuo Yifan said: "No, just one, I'm not used to taking pictures."

Zhuo Yifan lied. He actually took more than one shot. He couldn't make out the tense expressions in the first few shots. He didn't dare to look directly at the camera. He himself felt ashamed.He chose the most natural way to send it, but he didn't relax too much, his hands were still shaking slightly at the moment.

Han Qiaoye said: "It's okay, I'll show you a picture later, don't you like this face the most?"

After chatting with Han Qiaoye for a while, Zhuo Yifan was not a big devil at all, his face was flushed when he was teased, and when it was almost over, he just lay there holding his phone for a long time and didn't lift it up.

The figure on the computer behind him has been suddenly dropped and turned into a box, and the screams of his teammates are still coming from the earphones: "Brother Fan! Where have you been, please help!"

"The best player in our class is you, why did you fall into a box!"

"My god, are you in the safe zone? You survived from P city, are you in the safe zone!!"

……

Zhuo Yifan's roommate struggled to manipulate his characters to fight, gritted his teeth and said to those people: "Zhuo Yifan has rebelled, he is in a relationship, he doesn't care about his brother's life or death! This traitor!"

Han Qiaoye did something bad with a photo of someone else's child, and had a good night's sleep.

But when I got up the next day, as soon as I rinsed my mouth, there was a painful "hiss", and there was a small bubble on the tip of my tongue. I didn't need to lick it to know that my mouth was not much better. I practiced with cherry stems too much yesterday. Many, have mouth ulcers.

When he was eating breakfast, he saw that his second brother didn't talk to him, and was eating there slowly.

Han Er quickly finished his meal and went to work, leaving only Han Qiaoye pretending to be cool without saying a word.