Han Yu

Chapter 10 Enlightenment

This time Han Fang slept extremely comfortably, the only fly in the ointment was that his body was sticky and tight due to too much sweat.

It's just that when he woke up, he opened his eyes and met Wen Yu's eyes. The two of them looked at each other for a while and felt a little embarrassed to look away. The room was quiet for a while, and the birds chirped outside. He opened his mouth to say something to relieve the inexplicably awkward atmosphere, when suddenly the door was opened with Father Han's voice: "Stinky boy, I heard Aunt Zhang said that you have a stomach problem and made you greedy, what now..."

Han Fang & Wen Yu: "..."

Why are you making a damn face?Wait... Han Fang and Wen Yu looked at each other, Wen Yu's arms wrapped around his body, and he leaned against Wen Yu's arms, this scene...

"You brat! Playing with women all day and drinking is still ruining your teacher's head."

The bird on the branch was so frightened by the roar that it flapped its wings and flew away. Father Han trembled angrily, and was about to slap him with his hand. Wen Yu quickly said, "It's not what you thought. It looks like A Fang's stomach hurts, I rub it for him."

Father Han stared: "Ah Fang?"

Wen Yu: Coughing.

Father Han pointed at Han Fang and trembled: "Why...you can just play with a man, and even harm your teacher. Are you worthy of the talents cultivated by the state?"

Han Fang: "Why, do you want to hand me over to the country?"

"Bah, your virtuous country rarely wants you?"

"The country may not be willing to take you in."

Wen Yu watched embarrassingly as the father and son quarreled happily. It was Han Fang who was more powerful, stuttering his old man so angry that he raised his hand to hit him. Wen Yu hurriedly stopped him: "Uncle , A Fang, his stomach has just calmed down, and now he is still weak."

Han Fang lifted his chin and looked at Father Han proudly, and Father Han trembled again with anger.

"It's like giving birth to a baby if this little bastard has a stomach problem." Although he was moaning, he finally put his hands down, and looked at the two people with grief, "You... I don't care about you anymore."

Wen Yu: "..."

Seriously, which eye of yours saw us having an affair?

Turning his head to meet Han Fang's half-smile eyes, Wen Yu immediately lowered his eyes and said awkwardly: "Well... since you are not feeling well today, I will teach tomorrow."

"Okay." Han Fang answered very happily, and the look in Wen Yu's eyes was also intriguing.

After Wen Yu left, Han Fang lay down for a while and got up and asked Aunt Zhang to come over and tidy up the bed. He went to the bathroom by himself and took a quick shower. Wrapped in a towel, he lay on the bed and played psp for a while, and fell asleep almost At this time in the afternoon, I don't feel much sleepiness at all, and I am very energetic now.

Han Fang began to miss Wen Yu again, logically speaking, he shouldn't miss a man since he hasn't even messed with a woman.A fickle creature like Han Fang, who only knows who treats him well will be nostalgic for others. Han Fang has brought this to the extreme. He will treat anyone who is kind to him twice as well, and whoever treats him badly will immediately treat him a thousand times. A hundred times the flaws must be reported and returned.

But Wen Yu...

Han Fang wasn't sure if the other party cared. It was absolutely impossible for Han Fang to pay first. How would he know if that person was worth it? What if it turned out to be a joke? Door.

Han Fang sneered: "It's rare, and I know I'm going to knock on the door."

Father Han smiled like an old fox: "I see my son is going to grow up to educate you."

Han Fang laughed even more mockingly: "You can't even explain what nocturnal emission is, and you even say it's a little tadpole, how dare you come now?"

Father Han jumped up immediately: "How many times have I told you, that's what your grandfather said. I also lied to him for more than ten years."

Han Fang adjusted his posture and continued to mock: "Hey, who told me the story about the little tadpole looking for his mother?"

"...I'm fucking here to teach you how to find tadpoles."

"Why are you looking for it? Play more happily?"

"...I won't quarrel with you, just tell your father if you've taken a fancy to your teacher?"

Han Fang frowned impatiently: "How do I know that?"

Father Han smiled and said, "Don't be shy, your father and I are not good at beating Yuanyuan."

"Say something."

Father Han coughed and pretended to be serious, "Son, do you like others?"

Han Fang thought about it for a while: "That's really not the case."

Father Han hates iron but not steel: "Is there no one who likes you?"

"Have."

"Who?"

Han Fang thought for a while: "They're all perverts."

"Hey, it's your father who taught you. Loving someone is like eating cotton candy. If you eat something sweet in your mouth and feel satisfied in your heart, that's liking."

Han Fang thought for a while: "Old man, I really don't have what you said."

"Put it on your teacher?"

"I miss you a little."

"What do you miss???" Father Han's eyes were about to light up.

"Of course it's his." When Han Fang said this, he was also a little annoyed, "Old man, you are really open-minded."

Father Han said gleefully, "The little hairy kids from other families are all having sex at this time, I'm still worried that you are impotent and my Han family is going to die."

"Isn't your son and man also the last generation?"

"There is no surrogacy." Han's father looked at Han Fang with a rare and strange expression: "Besides, after you have seen it, it is impossible to guarantee that you will like women in the future. Now this can open your eyes. Anyway, it is your teacher, teach me What...isn't it all the same."

It can be seen that Father Han is also ruthless and ungrateful.

Han Fang burst into a smile, looking at the flattered Father Han, he highlighted a word: "Get lost."

Father Han: "...You little bastard, you still don't accept your debt. It's a waste of your father. I worked hard all night and didn't rest to enlighten you. I'm really a white-eyed wolf."

Han Fang's tone was leisurely: "You go to be a surrogate again, before the other little bastard grows up, maybe you will lose your hope."

"Did you talk to your father like that?"

"Is there anyone who talks to Lao Tzu in front of his son?"

"That's what you owe to panic."

The corners of Han Fang's lips rose: "You don't owe it to me."

Father Han sullenly said, "I'm too lazy to talk to you, I'm going back to sleep." Before leaving, he glanced at a disharmonious part of Han Fang: "Little bastard, can you do it or not? The Han family is truly unique."

"roll roll roll."

Seeing Father Han left, Han Fang inexplicably wanted to masturbate a couple of times.

Han Fang gritted his teeth: "It's all caused by this bad old man."

The next day, the dark circles under Han Fang's eyes were very obvious, and Han's father snickered: "Son, did you dream about something?"

Han Fang stared at him, and took a bite of the sandwich, "Why bother so much, eat your breakfast."

After breakfast, Han Fang took a restful sleep. Wen Yu usually came to teach at nine o'clock. He slept comfortably for two hours and woke up to see Wen Yu sitting at the desk reading a book.

Wen Yu heard the movement and turned to look at Han Fang: "Are you awake?"

The magnetic sound made Han Fang's ears feel comfortable. He blindfolded and hummed, then went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.He didn't know how flushed his face was when he just woke up, making him want to pinch it, and Wen Yu's fingers were ready to move.

Sitting next to Wen Yu, Han Fang opened his mouth, and a smell of black toothpaste wafted over, his breath fresh: "What are you learning today?"

Wen Yu tried his best to take his eyes away from the slightly frizzy black hair of the person next to him, moved to the textbook and pointed to the book: "Today we study..." His eyes wandered over again involuntarily, Han Fang's eyes are so bright, Looking at his eyes, he kept looking at the back of his head and raised his eyes in doubt, asking: "What's wrong?"

"No, it's okay." Wen Yu felt a little embarrassed after being caught, "It's just that your hair is a little messy at the back."

Han Fang responded casually, "Then help me sort it out."

Wen Yu's eager fingers were finally able to touch Han Fang's hair openly. Although Han Fang didn't feel much, Wen Yu thought about it, and it looked as comfortable as it felt.

When Lianlian was reluctant to let it go, Han Fang's hair had been combed into a docile manner, and Han Fang's lazy voice came over: "If you like to touch, I can touch you as much as you want."

These words were a bit ambiguous, Wen Yu's face turned red in an instant, and he could not say anything, but Han Fang lay on the desk and watched him smile. Han Fang's appearance was delicate, and he smiled carefully There are dimples, but they are not very obvious. His softened appearance at the moment makes people very happy. Wen Yu feels warm and swollen in his heart. He feels that he is really going crazy. He has taught students for less than a month. , but there is a feeling that it is still messy if it is not cleaned up, but...he feels very happy, what's going on?

Han Fang looked at him sideways.

This young man's eyes are handsome and pretty, and he looks at you with a seven-point smile and three-point indulgence, making Wen Yu's heart tickle and pretending to be nonchalant: "Okay, read the textbook."

"Okay." The sound was more like a whisper between lovers, and Wen Yu's heart trembled slightly when he heard it.

During the lectures, Han Fang always rubbed against Wen Yu intentionally or unintentionally, and the body movements between the two of them were somewhat ambiguous, but Han Fang always asked Wen Yu questions lazily, letting him play the role of the teacher. It's my job, but the unintentional movements are intentional teasing in Wen Yu's eyes, and his face is getting redder and redder, especially now that Han Fang is still approaching him and asking: "Teacher, what's wrong with you, your face is so red."

Breath sprayed on his cheeks, showing how close they were to each other at the moment, Wen Yu's breathing was a little unsteady, and he didn't dare to look at Han Fang's seductive smile, but stammered: "But...maybe It's too hot."

Han Fang pretended to be thoughtful: "Autumn seems to be very hot, why don't we take it off to cool off."

These words were completely teasing, Wen Yu shouted angrily: "Han Fang." It's just that he lacked confidence, as if he was too shy, Han Fang smiled and said: "I prefer the teacher to call me A Fang. "The last two words were whispered softly, Wen Yu felt Han Fang getting closer and closer to him, felt his heart beating hard, and his face was burning hot.

In the end, Han Fang just leaned into his ear and said a word.

"Teacher, can you teach me what to like?"