Han Yu

Chapter 37 Patience

Zhou Fu brought Han Fang back to his dormitory. Han Fang was a little confused, but just as he stepped on the threshold, he heard Zhou Fu say, "Take off your clothes."

Han Fang paused as he was about to close the door, and looked at the man with a tall and strong stature and a firm and hard face with strange eyes. In a normal tone, he said, "Your body is wet, don't you feel uncomfortable?"

Having said that, Han Fang also felt that the clothes sticking to his body were a little itchy and uncomfortable, so he closed the door and walked inside. After taking off the clothes, he felt a little uncomfortable, and frowned slightly, "...I'm just naked like this?"

Zhou Fu squinted his eyes and looked at the other party calmly. Others had a slightly wheatish skin and complexion after a few days of military training, but Han Fang still had the same color as his face and neck, and he was not tanned at all.The body hidden under the clothes is fair and thin, but Han Fang's slightly cold and unruly eyebrows are full of strength in his bones. At this moment, he is looking up at Zhou Fu, his appearance is clean and pure, as if he is not familiar with it The world falls into the dust and the flowers bloom out of the mud, which makes people's heart tremble.

Zhou Fu looked away, and said in a hoarse voice, "Go to bed and wrap yourself in a quilt first."

Seeing that Han Fang had fully expressed "You still let me wrap up a quilt in summer" at a glance, Zhou Fu continued unhurriedly, "I'm going to turn on the air conditioner, and by the way, put your clothes on top to dry. Do it fast."

The air conditioner is only installed in the instructor's dormitory. Sometimes Han Fang will be hot and irritable. He settles down when he first hears that there is an air conditioner. Zhou Fu's voice came from above, "What happened just now?"

Han Fang curled his lips. He thought Zhou Fu wouldn't ask any more. He told the story upside down, but got no response. He was about to look up at a pair of military boots when he saw a pair of military boots, and a helpless sigh came from above. Come on, "...you are really restless."

These words are sandwiched with a vague pampering.

Even Zhou Fu didn't realize that there was some helpless tenderness in his eyes looking at Han Fang.

Han Fang raised his head, he didn't realize that the distance between him and Zhou Fu was only one finger away, even if he looked up at others, his expression was wanton and perverse, as strong as a bright lingering color.It seemed unexpected that Han Fang raised his head suddenly, Zhou Fu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he heard someone close at hand say, "Why, do you want to punish me?"

How willing.

Zhou Fu's eyes closed down calmly, his throat slid up and down, and he said casually, "I'm not going to take this as an example."

Han Fang looked at him and said lazily, "What are you planning?"

Zhou Fu raised his eyebrows, and Han Fang's eyes clearly reflected his figure.

Yeah, what the hell is he trying to figure out.

When Han Fang caused trouble, he took it on, and when he ran away, he tried every means to hide it. He would be lost when he couldn't see the other party. Once he appeared in front of him, he couldn't help but jump for joy. It was obviously a simple training, but he saw Han Fang suffering and suffering. Will feel bad again.

In fact, even Zhou Fu wanted to know what he was planning.

Zhou Fu's waist was slightly bent to meet Han Fang's gaze, but then he straightened up calmly, and suddenly brought up an irrelevant topic, "Your hair has grown."

What?

Han Fang, who was still caught in conspiracy theories, was disturbed by this sudden hand. With a raised eyebrow, he saw Zhou Fu take a pair of scissors from nowhere. He subconsciously abandoned the question he was still thinking about just now. He clenched the quilt tightly, his eyes were a little surprised, "...what do you want?"

The other party's eyes widened unconsciously, and the roundness reminded Zhou Fu of the animal hamster, and he looked at you with wide and round eyes, which made people feel pity from the bottom of their hearts.Seeing Han Fang like that, Zhou Fu felt inexplicably wanting to laugh, so he suppressed the smile and said solemnly, "Let me fix your hair for you."

Han Fang stared at him vigilantly, even moved his body into the bed unconsciously, "No need."

He knew this question without Zhou Fu mentioning it. His bangs had grown to cover his brows and eyes, and sometimes blocked his sight, but how could Han Fang be so confident and bold that he just handed over his hair so casually.

Seeing Han Fang like that, Zhou Fu laughed and said, "Don't worry, sometimes I'll cut it for others."

Han Fang shook his head and vetoed it without hesitation, and saw that the slightly gentle person in front of him suddenly changed into a smile and said with a bit of a sneer: "Although you don't need to be punished for this matter, maybe you will have to leapfrog around the playground. Corporal punishment."

Just as Han Fang was about to say what this was, Zhou Fu added blankly, "In front of the whole school."

Han Fang: "..."

He gritted his teeth: "You cut it."

That pair of strong men looked as if they were about to make a heroic sacrifice in the next second, which made Zhou Fu's hand holding the scissors tremble a little bit, he tightened his jaw quickly, so as not to accidentally laugh out later and put Han Fang Angry and ashamed.

Because of his posture, Han Fang lowered his head and approached the edge of the bed. It happened that his hair was still wet after washing, so it was convenient for Zhou Fu to start. There was a trash can in front of him. Suddenly, there was a feeling of sadness in the hair.

The air conditioner made the room much cooler. Without the heat outside, Han Fang felt a little drowsy from the tingling fingers that brushed his scalp from time to time. After a long day in such a dry and comfortable environment, it was difficult Resisting the desire not to fall asleep, Zhou Fu stopped and took a pillow and stuffed it into Han Fang's arms, "Hold it up, squint for a while, and I'll call you when the hair is cut and the clothes are dry."

The latter gave him a look of 'you are very good', then took the pillow and rested his head on it, squinting his eyes in satisfaction and closing them comfortably.

Zhou Fu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he lowered his head and his eyes suddenly froze for a moment. Because of the change in posture, the tightly wrapped quilt slipped slightly at this moment, exposing his white and tender neck, and Han Fangzheng closed his eyes and was about to Fall into a deep sleep.

Zhou Fu tried his best not to move his eyes to the exposed skin, but his heart was itchy as if being scratched by a cat's paw. The more he tried to restrain himself, the more he wanted to move around. He lowered his eyes The movement of his hands didn't stop, but his thoughts floated to the moment when Han Fang took off his clothes, which made people nostalgic for a short time.

The white and thin body, the slightly cold but wanton eyebrows, and the uninhibited slight raise of the brows.

Zhou Fu closed his eyes, and the movements of his hands stopped. At this time, Han Fang's breathing had gradually become even. He opened his eyes, lowered his head, and moved his gaze to Han Fang's face. It was provocative, after Han Fang's eyebrows raised the few strands of slightly long hair and cut them short, the other party didn't feel the touch on his face and even didn't even move his eyebrows, which fueled Zhou's anger. The hidden thoughts in the bottom of my heart.

Zhou Fu bent down, the distance between him and Han Fang was only a fingertip, his fingers outlined the appearance and outline of the person in front of him, and he could feel the person's slight breathing and brushing on his face On the warm breath.

He kissed her very lightly.

Gently imprinted a kiss on that lip, kissed the corner of his mouth again, gradually moved to his cheek, and the neck exposed behind, Zhou Fu put his fingers on his neck, and stroked it with extreme restraint Sometimes trembling slightly.

He didn't seem to be afraid that Han Fang would suddenly wake up, only he knew how fast his heart was beating, like a thief, stimulated and couldn't help but climb forward, a kind of sweetness filled with honey The meaning penetrated into the heart, and it was mixed with a slight bitterness.

His lips were close to Han Fang's skin. From the first kiss to the sucking gradually, Han Fang seemed to be troubled by some dream, his eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was about to wake up in the next second, and Zhou Fu's fingers were like She combed his black hair soothingly, and soon her breathing became even again, although Zhou Fu was in the air conditioner, but Zhou Fu's forehead was sweating.

Just don't wake up, it's going to be a worse nightmare.

The corners of Zhou Fu's lips bent into an arc that wanted to cry, but he couldn't help pecking Han Fang's lips affectionately.

The only thing that was silent here was Zhou Fu talking to himself, "Tell me, what am I plotting?"

Han Fang slept in a daze and felt that mosquitoes were always moving him, but his body was so dizzy that he didn't bother to pay attention to it. After finally getting better, Zhou Fu called him up again and said that he could leave when his clothes were dry. Han Fang had a reflex when he opened his eyes. Rubbing his head and thinking about it, he looked back to look in the mirror, and then saw the sweat on Zhou Fuhang's forehead. Could it be that cutting hair is a very troublesome thing?

Han Xin doubted and decided to give Zhou Fu a good look in the future, but the other party didn't know why he seemed to be enduring something and didn't forget to look at Han Fang's face.

It wasn't until he got out that he thought that the clothes seemed to have been left untouched, so he turned his feet in the same direction, only to realize that he seemed to see an acquaintance.

Squinting his eyes slightly, "What are you doing here?"

So the person with his back turned paused, turned around and saw Han Fang looking at him with raised eyebrows.

Chen Liang pursed his lips, and his heart hung up nervously. Han Fang looked around the ground and didn't see what he wanted to see. He frowned in displeasure. Chen Liang pursed his lips, "I'm sorry for the clothes I washed it for you."

Han Fang's face suddenly turned weird, and he opened his mouth, "My underwear..."

Chen Liang nodded and saw that Han Fang was about to swear, "I asked you to wash it?"

Chen Liang wanted to say something, but suddenly touched a small bruise on Han Fang's neck, and swallowed everything, and asked with trembling lips, "You... what happened to you, the instructor?"

This question was a bit strange, Han Fang couldn't figure it out, glanced at him and said, "It's okay, I just cut my hair."

As he said that he was about to leave, Chen Liang didn't care about the question just now. Seeing that Han Fang was about to leave, he opened his mouth quickly, and his words were a little clumsy: "You...why...help me..."

Under Han Fang's gaze, the words became softer and softer.

Han Fang laughed, "You waited until now just to ask this question?"

Chen Liang nodded, looking at him with dark and stubborn eyes.

Han Fang murmured and said casually: "When I thought about the fact that no one would deliver towels and water in the future, I just helped out."

It is because of need that I reach out.

if it is like this……

Chen Liang raised his eyes. If it was because of this, he would make himself more needed by the other party, and even inseparable, so that the other party would not think of abandoning him.

Han Fang didn't realize what his words would trigger the plot at all, he just thought for a while and said, "If you don't want to do something, just refuse it."

He said it so lightly, "If they don't listen, just hit them until they listen."